Marry me Ch 18

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Chapter 18

Chester stepped on Phil’s right hand while the latter watched in horror. He forced the bloody palm onto the floor before grinding

it

Phil’s

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tortured cries filled the room, making the server outside shudder. He couldn’t help thinking about how ruthless Chester

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Chester’s eyes glinted maliciously behind his glasses. Phil’s pleas fell on deaf ears. Even he couldn’t bear to touch a Giselle’s head, yet a scumbag like Phil dared to covet her. The more Chester thought about it, the more intense his desire to

murder became.

“I was wrong, Mr. Fordham! 1–I had no idea Giselle was yours… Please, let me go!” If Phil had known about this, he wouldn’t have dared do anything to Giselle. Heck, he would’ve gone for Emma instead of Giselle!

His survival instinct won out over everything else, leaving him incapable of wondering what Chester and Giselle had to do with each other. All he knew was that he didn’t want to die!

“It looks like you don’t need your mouth, either.” Chester took off his glasses, his eyes cold and devoid of emotion.

Phil lay there like a lamb up for slaughter; he couldn’t fight back at all. Punches landed on him like raindrops, and he cried out in pain. He even spat out a mouthful of blood.

Chester showed no sign of stopping, though. His handsome, gentlemanly face currently had a menacing and ruthless look, didn’t match his overall demeanor. He only stopped when he heard a moan behind him.

Phil was left limp on the floor. He was barely breathing

which

“It’s so hot…” Giselle kept trying to pull her clothes off. Her flawless shoulder was on full display, and her face was red. Her.hair

was also disheveled.

Chester’s gaze darkened at the sight. He approached her and wrapped his coat around her again before lifting her into his arms and striding out of the room. She wriggled in his embrace, her body practically burning him,

His expression was grim as he left the private room. He told a bodyguard, “Check and see what he has on him.”

He didn’t make himself clear, but the bodyguard understood. “Leave it to me, Mr. Fordham.”

Giselle struggled in earnest once they were in the car. She kept saying she was hot, and her lashes fluttered. There were tears in her eyes, and she looked as pitiful as they came.

Chester called his family doctor, Hector Shaw, and instructed him to hurry to his villa. Then, he added, “Bring your apprentice

along.”

The wound on Giselle’s shoulder had ruptured again; the blood had already dried. She was clearly out of it and only wanted to find something to cool herself down.

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The coat fell off her shoulders, and she entangled herself with Chester when he put his guard down. His Adam’s apple bobbed, and his gaze darkened. “Do you know what you’re doing, Ms. Stone?”

She tugged at his shirt before sitting on his lap. Then, she buried her face against his neck, instinctively nuzzling against him. When she found that he could help cool her down, she kept doing it.

He let out a restrained groan and held her waist tightly. He had superhuman self–control, but it was this close to being destroyed under Giselle’s seduction.

The screen between the driver’s seat and backseat rose. The atmosphere was getting amorous.

There was barely any distance between Chester’s and Giselle’s bodies. She was burning up, and her soft lips brushed against his neck. He immediately stiffened and rasped, “Gigl…”