noveldepot Chapter 1118 - 1128: What I Want—Is You!
Chapter 1118 - 1128: What I Want—Is You!
"Of course, a woman isn’t just a mouth. If Miss Nicole wants to keep the young master’s affection forever, it’s best to serve him well in bed. It’s obvious that the young master has a special regard for Miss Nicole. If Miss Nicole can really hold onto the young master, not only other women but even Young Master Charington and the others will have to treat Miss Nicole with utmost respect and courtesy."Nicole choked on her milk.
Was Aunt Myres suggesting she should take the initiative again?
Taking the initiative to kiss him already made her feel she couldn’t face anyone, and as for taking the initiative to sleep with Jose Floyd, she really didn’t have the guts!
Aunt Myres looked at Nicole’s long dress, from her standing angle, she could just see Nicole’s right shoulder. Her gaze deepened, and she smiled, "For someone to get the young master to personally have his surname embroidered on them, Miss Nicole is the first. This ’Floyd’ symbolizes the young master’s exclusivity. In other words, in this lifetime, Miss Nicole belongs to the young master. Miss Nicole is very clever, you should understand what I mean, which means in this lifetime, besides the young master, Miss Nicole can’t marry or even think about other men."
Nicole’s fingers touched her right shoulder, her eyes lowered, lost in thought...
——— Reality Break Line ———
In the locked private room of Royal One KTV, Nicole knelt in front of the mirror, her fingers brushing her right shoulder, looking at the eye-catching ’Floyd’, her eyes stinging.
The phone in her pocket rang, interrupting her daze. Nicole fished out the phone from her pocket, seeing the caller ID ’Steven Cooper’, she pressed the answer button.
"Brother Cooper, I’m fine... I have something to do, so I left first. Sorry I didn’t say goodbye, I’m sorry... I’m really sorry..."
Nicole explained in the steadiest voice she could to Steven Cooper why she didn’t return to the private room, and after hanging up, felt utterly drained, leaning against the edge of the sofa, her fingertips cold.
After a moment of silence, she dialed a number she knew by heart.
"Jose Floyd, let me go."
After the cold words, Nicole put the phone back in her pocket. She knew he would come, having locked her up for so long, it’s about time to let her go!
In just three minutes, that indifferently long figure did appear in the private room. He walked over, and directly sat on the sofa she had been leaning against.
The two were very close, so close that when Jose Floyd approached, a strong smell of alcohol wafted to her nose, lingering for a long time.
He had been drinking, and it seemed he had quite a lot—
"If you have something to say, just say it. If you have nothing, I’ll head back to the private room." Jose Floyd’s cold eyes glanced at Nicole sitting limply on the ground, his tone indifferent.
"Let me go." Nicole’s fingers clenched tightly, her gaze cold.
"Let you go to be with Steven Cooper?" Jose Floyd sneered, "What, did the guys at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs call you ’sister-in-law’ and confuse you, making you think you can really become a well-matched, envied couple with Steven Cooper?"
"Jose Floyd, you’re going too far!" Nicole’s gaze was colder than ever.
"Too far?" The wineglass Jose Floyd just lifted shattered beside Nicole, his eyes full of malice, his tone extremely cold: "Nicole, do you want me to tell the Ministry of Foreign Affairs or Steven Cooper about your past five years? If you’re embarrassed to say it, I can vividly narrate it for you! Let your fiancé thoroughly understand your past!"
Nicole’s body trembled slightly, struggling to suppress her anger, she coldly said to Jose Floyd: "What do you want? Jose Floyd, why are you making things difficult for me!"
"What do I want?" Jose Floyd’s lips curled with a cold indifference, "Isn’t it obvious what I want—it’s you."