Chapter 197 Slow Reaction
Chandler said, “Have you had too much to drink?”
“No, I’m not drunk.”
Her eyes were a bit dizzy. Her reactions were slow, and she spoke sluggishly.
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“If you’re feeling bad, just cry it out. Drinking like this will only hurt your stomach,” Chandler said.
Meryl didn’t respond. It was almost as if she didn’t understand. She just kept repeating, “I’m not drunk.”
Chandler smiled. “Then give me a kiss.”
Meryl was stunned.
Chandler looked at Meryl seriously and said, “If you’re not drunk, you should be able to kiss me.”
“Really?”
Meryl held her face in her hands and tilted her head, thinking for a few seconds.
Her gaze fell on Chandler’s thin lips. She pouted, leaning in
toward him.
The rain outside tapped against the car roof, making a “pattering” sound.
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The rain streamed down the car windows, sealing them in this small enclosed space. It separated them from the outside world.
The air inside the car was humid and warm.
Their breaths mingled. Meryl lifted her hands to cup Chandler’s cheeks.
Their eyes met. Chandler’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly.
Just as their lips about to touch…
Were
Meryl suddenly seemed to lose her balance. Her red lips brushed past his.
Chandler’s body trembled.
His breathing quickened. The veins on the back of his hand stood out.
But the next second, Meryl’s lips slid down to his chest.
She seemed boneless, leaning against him. Her whole body pressed tightly against his chest.
One heartbeat.
Two heartbeats.
Chandler’s heart felt like it was about to leap out of his chest.
The woman in his arms was clearly drunk.
Everything she did was unconscious, yet Chandler’s body still
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She was soft and warm. She was unaware as she leaned against his chest. She was fast asleep.
Her small hands gently wrapped around his waist, making his whole body tense.
Chandler’s Adam’s apple bobbed repeatedly, as if he was desperately restraining something.
His hand gently stroked her back. When he spoke, his voice was husky with emotion.
“Meryl, why are you sleeping? Wake up and kiss me again.”
The woman in his arms didn’t respond.
Chandler forced her to lift her head.
As if in retaliation, he pressed her down onto the seat.
Chandler leaned in, caressing her cheeks as he kissed her full lips passionately.
It felt like his entire body was heating up, his kiss was strong and dominant.
In her sleep, Meryl turned her head away. She tried to avoid him.
Chandler held her down, not letting her escape.
His long fingers intertwined with hers. Their fingers interlocked
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She was forced into a gesture of surrender.
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The man’s dry Adam’s apple bobbed. A low chuckle escaped his lips.
“Meryl, so what if you’re drunk? Sooner or later, I’m going to have you. Just wait.”
At that moment, a Bentley happened to pass by outside.
Dalton was in the driver’s seat.
When Dalton saw Chandler’s vintage car parked by the roadside, he instinctively slowed down.
There was no one in the driver’s seat of the vintage car. As his headlights swept across, he saw Meryl pinned in the backseat by
Chandler.
Meryl’s face was flushed as she kept her eyes closed, and Chandler was burying his head in her neck.
The two were locked in a passionate kiss, unwilling to part.
Dalton’s temple twitched sharply.
The road was slippery from the rain, and the light was dim.
He suddenly felt like his soul had left him. He stared blankly at
the dark road ahead.
The car had only driven about 656 feet. With a “bang,” it suddenly crashed into a roadside flower bed.
