Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 979 - 976: Does It Hurt? (2)

"Not chasing ?" she asked in confusion, "Then what do you want to do?"

He responded, he’s not gay, asked her na and even pinned her against the wall, yet he isn’t chasing her—what does that an?

Could it be that he wants a one-night stand?

No, if he did, he wouldn’t have rejected helping her last night. So, what kind of person is he?

Given his exceptional deanor, always accompanied by an innate aura of regal sovereignty, she pondered, "Are you... the CEO?"

"Or... the President?"

"Or, Mr. President?"

Anyway, it’s certain that he is a military man, like her uncle used to be. She guessed that this man is a highly capable soldier, with substantial influence.

Because he resides in the presidential suite, it’s easy to guess his illustrious status.

Pausing, not waiting for his reply, she continued, "You..."

She seed like she wanted to say sothing. However, before she could speak, he interrupted her abruptly, "Tell your na, will you?"

His voice softened to an unprecedented gentleness.

As gentle as coaxing Ivy.

Eva hadn’t reacted yet, and suddenly, she was pulled into his embrace, her face pressed against his chest.

He hugged her!

And it was such a sudden tenderness.

His hands ca from behind, encircling her waist. Eva wore a burgundy strap dress, her back exposed to the air, and hugging like this ant his skin was directly against hers.

This feeling made her a bit uneasy.

Three years, never felt such panic before.

Moreover, the feeling, similar to last night, was that kind of warmth!!

"Well..." she paused, "My surna is Bennett, first na Eva."

"’Eva of the Night’s wind and rain sounds’."

"’Eva of the tree branches on mountain, the heart that loves unaware’."

"Eva Bennett." His grip involuntarily tightened, "Have you heard of the Book of Poems?"

She didn’t know, so she shook her head, "Never heard of it."

He recited, "The moon rises bright, beautiful people shine. Gentle moves lead, weary hearts keep silent."

"The moon rises bright, beautiful people glow. Gentle worries receive, weary hearts stay anxious."

"The moon rises bright, beautiful people blaze. Gentle youth leads, weary hearts stay sorrowful."

Seeing her three tis, this is how he felt.

Last night at the swimming pool, moonlight softly illuminated her, and seeing her eyes... inexplicably reminded him of Ivy, and seemingly, he felt unable to control his heart at the sight of her.

Only having seen her a few tis, in such a short ti, he already... made an exception. Made an exception in getting close to a woman, even saving her, kissing her, intending to confront her but unconsciously wanting to be near her, even hugged her.

"Are you complinting ?" She paused before continuing, "And no man has hugged like this before... hurry and let go."

She’s frequently hugged by her uncle, sotis by her ntor Ernest, but it’s different from this—this feeling made her very uneasy.

"Is that so?" In his mory, he also hasn’t had contact with a woman, without Ivy and King, he wouldn’t even admit... he’s ever touched a woman.

Even for three years, no woman has been close to him, and he seems to think he’s still a virgin!

"You’re really hot!" Eva was finally released from the man’s embrace, she complained, "You’re like a big furnace!"

She lifted her hand, glanced at it, and it was still red.

This strange man, must he be so rough? He nearly squeezed her wrist swollen!