"I..." Suddenly, her chin was grabbed, lifting her head, the girl’s watery almond-shaped eyes collided directly with those deep blue eyes.
Molly Wellington was stunned, yes, why not call out.
Of course, it’s because—
"I can’t call you Brother now..."
Molly Wellington looked at Abraham Redington’s increasingly profound blue eyes. Although apprehensive, she had to speak out, "Even though I’m younger than you, I’m Ben Lucas’s fiancée. If I have to call, I can only call you Abbie’s little brother. You... would probably be mad, wouldn’t like it."
Quite obviously, Molly Wellington had chosen the wrong direction entirely.
Yet she didn’t know that this damned answer completely infuriated the man in front of her.
The already cold blue eyes of Abraham Redington beca even more brooding.
Brother Charlie...
Very well.
Molly Wellington, you’re doing very well.
The man’s fingers pinching the girl’s chin suddenly tightened, and the sudden increase in force made Molly Wellington subconsciously wrinkle her brow.
But such a seemingly resistant expression deeply hurt Abraham Redington.
The man’s dark brows furrowed, and shadows flickered in his blue eyes.
He looked at Molly Wellington’s face, delicate like a peach, with his deep gaze fixed on her crystal-clear, alluring pink lips.
The fingers pinching her chin suddenly covered those tender lips.
The slightly calloused pad of his finger gently brushed against her glossy plump lower lip.
"Molly..." he called her, his voice low to the extre, carrying a seductive coaxing tone.
"From now on, do not ntion other n in front of , it makes angry."
Molly Wellington: "I..."
The girl was completely dumbfounded, not understanding why Abraham Redington said such a thing.
A very strange feeling erged deep within her heart, filling her entire heart completely, with a sour, aching, throbbing pain.
"But Brother Charlie is..."
Molly Wellington instinctively wanted to explain, Ben Lucas is her fiancé.
However, before she could speak, the next mont her tender pink lips were easily pried open.
Abraham Redington’s thin lips covered hers, gently pressing against her lips.
Unlike the passionate sweet kisses often seen between her parents.
Abraham Redington’s thin lips were cool, barely touching her lips like a dragonfly skimming the water, carrying a hint of blood, a bit bitter, slightly cool, and with so strange emotion...
But such a light brush of a kiss was Molly Wellington’s first kiss.
She was kissed dumb, standing there dazed, her hands cupping her chest, blankly staring at the man who just kissed her.
"Abraham..."
How could he kiss her, she is Ben Lucas’s fiancée.
Molly Wellington’s lips were still tingling now, a numbing, electric current sensation that could travel from her lips straight to her heart.
"Wrong." Abraham Redington’s gaze was light, the corners of his lips slightly lifted, surprisingly carrying a touch of imperceptible delight, "In the future, call Abbie’s big brother, especially..."
He leaned closer, his long fingers lifting her chin again, "When it’s just the two of us."
After speaking, before Molly Wellington could respond, he lowered his head and kissed her again.
This ti the kiss was different, no longer a fleeting touch, but gradually deepening.
He lifted her up, placing her on the desk.
The petite girl’s body was trapped between his embrace and the desk, stuck with no way to retreat.
Molly Wellington was thus placed on the desk and deeply kissed by him...
Until after Abraham Redington finished the kiss and left for a long, long ti, Molly Wellington still sat there, clutching her heart, breathing heavily.
All she could hear were the words he left behind before leaving—
"Next ti you get it wrong, this will be your punishnt."
[Next Chapter around 20:20]
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