Billionaire ’s Unforgettable First Love

Chapter 2 You're My Girlfriend from Now on

Chapter 2 You're My Girlfriend from Now on

"A more generous chest? He won't suffer any loss?" Gwenyth wondered, stunned.

Suddenly, she became furious and thought, "What does Edison take me for?"

Gwenyth put up with it and reminded Edison politely, "Sir, please take your hand off me."

Edison ignored her and stared at Nancy with a smile. "If you regret it and beg me to marry you, I may give you another chance."

Nancy was so angry that she grabbed the decanter on the table and intended to splash wine on Edison's face.

Edison reacted quickly. He grabbed Nancy by the wrist and said with a smile, "Don't be so violent. You don't look lovely at all."

"You...." Nancy was too angry to continue.

"It seems that you don't intend to beg me, do you?" asked Edison.

"You're simply fooling around. Your grandpa must be pissed off if he knows it," snapped Nancy.

"So, you're going to complain about it to my grandpa again?" asked Edison.

"Why not? Your grandfather dotes on me anyway." Nancy pretended to be fearless.

She let go of the decanter and let it fall to the ground with a crisp sound.

The decanter was broken, leaving the red wine all over the floor.

Nancy shook off Edison's hand and picked up her limited edition bag. Before leaving, she shot Edison a glare and snarled, "I'll go to tell your grandpa that you bullied me."

"Hmph! No matter how tough Edison is, he has to obey Ismael and apologize to me," thought Nancy.

"If you have the guts, just go ahead," said Edison.

"Aren't you afraid that I will really tell on you?" asked Nancy.

"You always did it, didn't you?" Edison retorted.

Nancy was so angry that she stomped her feet. "Fine. Sooner or later, you'll have to give in and apologize to me."

The smile on Edison's face gradually faded away, and his eyes turned cold. He calmly pinched the cigarette in his hand and said indifferently, "Nancy, you know me well. If you walk out of this room, we'll be done."

"Don't scare me. I won't buy it," Nancy responded.

She had Ismael's back, and she didn't think she had to be afraid of anything.

In a fit of anger, she overturned the table and broke the plates and glasses.

The loud noise made Gwenyth shiver. Looking at the mess on the ground, she broke away from Edison's grip and went out to push a cleaning trolley in.

Nancy covered her nose with her hand, showing a look of disgust. She put her bag on her shoulder and left in her stilettos.

Edison hated unreasonable women the most.

Frowning, he sat down on the sofa with his long legs crossed and his arms on the back of the sofa. His eyes coldly glanced at Gwenyth.

Her chest was fair, and the lines of her neck and collarbone were sexy and soft.

He looked down and saw a work badge on the left side of her shirt. She was a room attendant named Gwenyth Lovelace.

Edison narrowed his eyes and looked at her with deeper eyes.

"Your name is Gwenyth Lovelace?"

Gwenyth didn't stop what she was doing, but her heart sank and she was a little flustered.

"Did he recognize me? We have lived in the same house for fifteen years. It shouldn't be that easy to forget me, should it? I didn't change much. It's just that I've grown up a lot," thought Gwenyth.

Edison nodded and asked, "How old are you?"

"Twenty-two," responded Gwenyth.

"Are you married?" Edison asked again.

Gwenyth was rendered speechless and thought, "I don't even have a boyfriend. How could I get married?"

"I'm asking you," Edison reminded in a more serious tone.

Gwenyth looked up at him and immediately looked away, continuing to clean up the fragments of the plates and glasses.

She remembered that Edison had given her a very expensive bracelet on her eighteen-year-old birthday four years ago.

He was drunk that night and kissed her.

That was her first kiss.

On that night, she had even lost her virginity to him.

She had kept it in mind since then and didn't dare to forget it. Nor could she forget it.

But it seemed that Edison didn't even remember who she was.

"Are you dumb?"

Edison suddenly lost his temper. He grabbed Gwenyth by the chin and forced her to turn her face to him.

"Are you married?" he asked again.

"Sir, this is my privacy. I don't have to report it to you," Gwenyth responded. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"You're quite arrogant." Edison raised his eyebrows and looked at her more seriously.

Perhaps it was because Gwenyth didn't put on makeup that she didn't look stunning at a glance, but her features were delicate and her skin was fair. If she dressed up well, she should be very beautiful and not inferior to Nancy.

Edison fixed his eyes on Gwenyth.

Feeling his gaze, Gwenyth couldn't help wondering if he had thought of something.

"Sir, can you let go of me, please?" she pleaded.

Edison held her chin so hard that she felt sore in it.

Edison frowned as if he hadn't heard her.

"Have we met before?" he asked.

"He finally realizes I look familiar," thought Gwenyth.

Her face turned cold. "No, we haven't."

Edison quickly let go of her hand and let her continue to pick up the fragments from the ground.

After cleaning up the rubbish, Gwenyth stood up, helped the table up, and changed to a new tablecloth. Then she picked up the mop and bent over to wipe the red wine on the ground with her back to Edison.

She could feel his gaze on her, and it made her very uncomfortable.

She turned around cautiously and stole a glance, only to meet Edison's gaze.

He smiled playfully, "Nice body."

Gwenyth was speechless

She had nice curves with an ample bosom, a thin waist, and cute butts, looking very hot. Clearly, she was one of the kind of men's favorite women.

"Please don't be so rude!"

Gwenyth frowned and turned around to continue mopping the floor.

She could still feel Edison's burning eyes. He just kept staring at her as if he wanted to see through her body.

Gwenyth knew she had a nice figure.

In fact, it gave her a psychological burden. She usually wore loose clothes, but she had to wear uniforms at work.

The shirts looked quite common on her colleagues, but when Gwenyth wore the shirt, it seemed as if her chest was going to burst out.

Feeling Edison's stare, Gwenyth blushed.

"Sir, could you please...."

She couldn't help stopping what she was doing and intended to teach him a lesson.

Edison naturally stretched out his arm and wrapped it around her waist. His hand was big and powerful, and he easily pulled her over.

Defenseless, Gwenyth staggered back two steps and sat on Edison's legs. "You!"

"So soft."

Edison smiled and changed his frown into a big smile.

He held her waist with one hand and said in a bossy manner, "You'll my girlfriend from now on."

"What are you talking about?" Gwenyth looked at Edison in disbelief, thinking that he might be seriously ill.

"I like your body very much."

While speaking, Edison rubbed her waist.

Gwenyth felt as if she had been electrocuted, and she shivered. Her heart suddenly thumped violently and almost jumped out of her chest.

"Since you remain silent, it means that you have no objection, right?" asked Edison.

"No. I don't agree." She didn't agree at all.

Gwenyth struggled to get up, but Edison wrapped his arms around her waist tightly.