Fated love: the unwanted bride Chapter 741: She Didn't Mess Around with Men Less

Chapter 741: Chapter 741: She Didn’t ss Around with n Less

The car’s interior light was on, casting a shimring, hazy glow.

Lilac Serval squinted at his profile.

He hadn’t changed much. He remained strikingly handso but the edges of his features had beco even sharper.

“Brother McIntosh, I’ll be honest, I don’t enjoy seeing you.” Lilac Serval propped her head up and looked at him, “Please let out of this car. I don’t want to go to the bar anymore.”

“You think I believe that?”

As their eyes t, tension sparked in the air like a powder keg.

“So what do you propose to do? In these past five years, I’ve frequented bars and hung out with n in London. Will you chase there to control ?”

Charles McIntosh’s grip tightened on the steering wheel, his knuckles were white.

“Brother McIntosh, we’ve just run into each other by chance here. I’ll be leaving in a few days, why bother catching up?” Lilac Serval spoke with relentless precision.

She knew what her only advantage was in his presence.

Charles was a reserved man while she could effortlessly overpower him with her words.

And in this aspect, she could sotis win.

Charles stayed quiet, with nurous hidden chills and sharpness in his gaze.

“Brother McIntosh, tell what you want exactly.” Lilac Serval suddenly beca impatient, “I’ve agreed to co out with you, but you’re not speaking nor driving. What’s the matter? Have you missed much in these past five years?”

As soon as she said the words, a subtle glimr flickered in Charles’ eyes.

He turned his head away, not looking at her anymore.

His hand on the steering wheel gradually turning white.

“What an annoyance.” Lilac Serval frowned coldly, tapping on the car glass, “Open the door!”

She noisily drumd on the car door, not bothering about manners at all.

“Little Lilac, are you living alone now?” At last, Charles McIntosh’s placid voice rose again.

“Why should I live alone? Then who would warm my bed at night?” Lilac laughed, “Especially in this freezing weather, even more so in Landon, I certainly need a bed partner.”

Charles furrowed his brow.

He knew he was no match for Lilac when it ca to verbal sparring.

The way she had in the past, with a quick, witty tongue, seed even sharper now and ca into play.

“You’re a girl. You should better take care of yourself.” Charles McIntosh advised lightly.

“Don’t worry, I always take necessary precautions.”

Charles’s face fell, looking outright grim.

“Brother McIntosh, you didn’t bring into this car with so ulterior motive, did you? Sorry to say, I have no interest in you. When I choose a bed partner, I consider their face. I prefer younger ones, so tender they could be squeezed out. Oh yes, like the boy you just saw, he’s nicknad Little Eleven. While I’m in Landon, I’ve been with him.”

“We t in a bar a few days ago, and it was love at first sight. He’s just 20 years old this year, didn’t go to college, and he has quite a gentle temper. He’s exactly my type.”

Lilac continued, regardless of Charles’ attitude.

When she got bored, she twirled a finger in her hair absent-mindedly, gazing out through the car window.

“However, Brother McIntosh, I’m no match for you. If you wanted to do anything to , I wouldn’t be able to resist. Just like five years ago, when you wanted to pair off with another man, I hardly dared utter a ‘no’, because I was no match for you.”

Charles’s heart stopped for a beat.

An indescribable feeling spread through his heart like the sting of silver needles, piercing at it.

“Little Lilac, stay in Landon.” Charles McIntosh responded softly.

“Why should I stay in this unfamiliar place? And it’s so chilly in winter here, I don’t like it at all, even got a cold. I have friends in London, what do I have here?”