Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 1097 - 1095: Luo’er, What Are You Really Hiding from

The next day, at the Butterfly Lovers Café.

Carla Carr had just walked out of the café when she saw an off-road vehicle or two. The window rolled down, revealing a man’s handso face with a pair of cold, icy eyes.

It was none other than Alexander Kingsley.

Ha, seeing him at night for the second ti, this must be an illusion. She didn’t believe it; it had to be an illusion.

"Get in the car." The man’s voice ca coldly in her dazed mont.

"I’m not..." She barely got two words of refusal out, when she saw him get out of the car and walk toward her.

"Get in the car and co with ."

Carla: "..."

Alexander: "Didn’t you hear ?"

"I did, I heard!" She paused for a mont, "Admiral, you’re quite... quite free recently..." Ever since he discovered her whereabouts, he’d been coming to her again and again.

But so what!!

This relationship had betrayal... her betrayal... they couldn’t go back anymore.

With tears glistening in her eyes, she suddenly felt his arms wrap around her, lifting her and tossing her into the car. He then pressed down on her, his cold aura enveloping her: "Kiss ."

She looked at his kiss right in front of her, mouth dry. After a pause, she said, "Admiral, do you still want to continue the previous deal?" Like last ti. But now she had nothing she needed his help with.

No, she did, she had many things she needed his help with.

Three years, not long and not short, was enough for many things to change drastically, but his love for her seed to only grow...

"Carla, has your heart ever hurt?" He didn’t answer but asked back.

"I’m... sorry." She felt a sourness in her heart, the kind that made it hard to speak.

"Kiss , I don’t want to say it a second ti." After he spoke, he felt the soft lips of the girl coming up to him. She imitated the way he treated her, nibbling on his lips, his neck, his collarbone...

Alexander was petrified, motionlessly enjoying it, but the more it happened, the more his heart ached. He had clearly co to punish her, but all that ca out were indulgent tones.

He was breathing heavily, struggling to catch his breath.

He grabbed her with his hands and finally spoke, "Do you want to make a deal with again? Ha, it’s just, ever since you left three years ago, all we have left is the deal, understand?"

With those words, he switched to offense, his seductive tongue slipping into her small mouth, plundering and licking. Her body soon softened, clinging tightly to him: "No... Alexander, not here..."

There were many people passing by here, and the café’s surveillance caras captured everything. How could they do such a thing here, she wouldn’t allow it.

Hearing her words, his anger grew more intense. He moved his hands over her, and then opened his mouth to question: "Three years ago, what did you hide from ? Hmm?"

Although they had just been kissing, sothing so intimate, his words now carried no hint of warmth. Instead, they were very cold, icy cold.

"Nothing..." She suddenly panicked. Could he know? About the pregnancy and her fleeing with the baby three years ago. She had hidden it well, so why was he suddenly asking now? She was extrely uneasy.

Thinking this, she felt even more guilty.

The baby was gone...

If he knew, he’d certainly be very...

"No, I didn’t hide anything from you." Denying it, wanting to stop his relentless questioning, she took the initiative to entangle herself with him, then began to take off her own clothes.