Chapter 5 No.5

"Hmm." I answered hastily, nervous as hell. Kenneth, however, smiled wickedly and bit my earlobe to "lick" and kiss it. I glared at him angrily. This man is really sick. I am being teased to death by him!

"I am going to pick up Kitty and ask the driver to bring you back later." So Warren came up to say goodbye.

"OK... Um..." I quickly covered my mouth. This lunatic bit my earlobe when I was unprepared!

"What's wrong with you?" Warren came knocking on the bathroom door and asked.

Me, Kenneth and Warren standing isolated at the door. My hands are raised above my head by Kenneth and my clothes are almost off. Kenneth is half naked.

If Warren bursts in now, we are finished! I on tenterhooks here like I am on display and this guy is still doing these dirty things to me.

I want to cry without shedding any tears. "Uncle, what woman can not you get with your capacity? Why do you want to mess with me? Do you know what will happen if this thing becomes public?"

"Are you all right?" Warren's voice came from outside again.

"No, nothing, just my throat is a little uncomfortable. You Go ahead, do not worry about me, I'll explain it to your parents."

"Hmm." Warren turned away and heard the door slam, and I felt my hopes dashed.

"How can you let me go?" I turned to Kenneth and said.

"Unless I do not feel like you anymore."

That kind of answer... Right now, I just feel wimpy!

Kenneth's pov

An hour later, I was content with the little woman in my arms, holding her out of the bathroom while her messy hair dripped with water droplets and her little face was dizzy and red.

The moment our eyes met, the girl in my arms clutched the bath towel and kept shaking her head, and her lips murmured, "Uncle...do don't...do not fuck me again."

I giggled and just took her in my arms and kissed her red lips.

When I saw her nervous eyelashes tremble slightly, I let go of her and got her a black dress from the closet.

"Put this on."

The little woman frowned. "I hate black."

"You'll have to like it from now on," I said.

"Why?"

"Because I like it."

The thought of her and Warren dressed like lovers in white this morning made me inexplicably miserable.

Chris pinched her fingers into the sexual lace lingerie, glared at me, and said, "I am not wearing that crap!"

"As a woman, improving your taste is also a required course." To be honest, I can not agree with her taste in cute underwear.

Seeing that the little woman's face was full of hatred, I bent down and held my hands next to her. "Do you want me to put them on for you?"

She blushed and squeezed my chest with both hands. "Me, I'll do it myself, you go out first."

I know I can not force her too much. This time I did not say anything so I turned around and walked out.

Chris's Pov

I exhaled, God, this is the last time, please bless me from this moment to make this man disappear completely.

This man is a big problem! I believe he is the biggest obstacle to my peaceful life! The point is that this man is so powerful that there is nothing I can do about him except get him off my back!

Maybe God dozed off at that moment and did not answer my prayer.

When I changed and came into the living room, the man had not left, but was still sitting in the living room looking at his cell phone! Had not he said he was busy?

Kenneth's pov

As I sat bored in the living room waiting for Chris to go downstairs, I saw the little woman's cell phone. I picked up her cell phone and realised she had not set up a password! Open her cell phone, phone records and text messages , I think and click on the web page.

The search record above shows this impressively, How do you make men tired?

This little thing is really tired of life. It seemed like I should not have spared her so easily now. Looking further down, I could not help but laugh out loud.

The questions in this entry are all, "What can I do to make a man leave?" "How can I make a man change his mind?"

No wonder the little woman's last expression was full of hate.

Chris's Pov

"Chris, Warren has to take care of something at the company. I'll go first in case something happens. I'll ask the driver to take you back." Sally looked at me and said apologetically.

"Auntie, I can go back by myself." I laughed in my heart. Warren obviously went to pick up his little mistress.

"How can you still call me Auntie when you are married? It's time to call me mother or the others will take it the wrong way." Sally took my hand and said.

Warren and I did not get a marriage licence and only a few close relatives were invited to the wedding. The outside world did not know that the Wilson family had married their daughter-in-law. Besides, everyone in the Wilson family knows that Warren has a death-wish companion, Kitty. No misunderstandings there.

Besides, I can not call her mother anyway.

That scene was so awkward. At this point, "I just want to go, I'll send you home." Kenneth stood up and broke the ice, but I would rather call Sally's mom than be sent by Kenneth.

"Kenneth, you just got back. Will not you stay a few more days? Papa is very glad to see you." Sally ignored Kenneth's cold smile and said.

Kenneth glanced at Sally and said in a cold voice, "But I am not happy to see you."

I stood there with a dumbfounded face, not knowing what to say at that moment.

I cast a silent glance at Kenneth, accidentally looking him in the eye. He turned and yelled at me, "Do not go!"

I quickly said, "Mom, I'll go first then." Fearing that something might be learned about us, I hurriedly bowed to Kenneth. "Uncle, please send me home!"

It was only when I walked out of the Wilson house that I felt relieved. "Uncle, you do not have to send me home, I'll just take the bus back."

"There will be buses in villas? Are you dreaming?"

I did not dare contradict him, so I had to make a face behind him.

"Get in the car." When he saw me dawdling in place, he turned and said.

I do not dare stay in a closed room alone with him at all now. I always feel like he will pounce on me in the next second. This man is like a beast that can get heated at any time. I think it's dangerous to be alone with him.