Contract Marriage? True Love

Chapter 17: Accompany Me 

Emma held her clothes and confronted the overbearing woman in front of her.

"I'll call the police if you don't let me in!"

She wanted to say.

The woman saw what was in Emma's paper bag and grabbed it.

Emma was stunned, but she had already taken out the clothes.

It was a man's pure black suit, with a light smell of lavender.

From the fabric, the cutting on the clothes, to the design of the collar, every part was so familiar, and all of them showed the noble temperament of a man.

The woman was stunned.

She vaguely glanced at the size and the style of the suit.

She felt a little unhappy.

She recognized the owner of this expensive suit at a glance.

With her brows furrowing, the woman glared at Emma.

"Who are you? What kind of relationship do you have with him?!"

Those words sounded like intimidation and threatening.

Emma was shocked by this question.

The relationship between her and Oliver...

She was his girlfriend? Could she say something like that in front of outsiders? Emma thought.

She felt that this woman's quality was not ordinary.

She was afraid that she would get into unnecessary trouble if she said something wrong.

She frowned, thought for a moment, and said innocently, "I just washed Mr.Wood's suit and sent it back to him.’

Upon hearing this, the woman was stunned again and looked at Emma carefully.

A cleaner? What a joke! However, it seemed not impossible since the girl wore such ugly clothes.

She just wanted to ask, but there were footsteps coming from the office.

The woman held Emma's shoulder and said in a panic, "It's terrible.I'll let you go this time! I'm leaving!" NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

She ran away with big steps, and then the door of the office was pushed open.

Oliver saw the little woman standing in the doorway in a daze, and he smirked, "Come in"

Emma walked in and asked tentatively, "Someone was peeping at you at the door just now...

"Peeping me?"

Oliver thought she was joking, "If you want to look at me, just look at me.Why are you peeping at me? Are you looking for excitement?"

Emma was stunned.

Suddenly, she blushed and said shyly, "It's not me! Just now, someone was really outside...and it was a rude woman.’

"Hmm?"

Oliver's eyes were stunned, "You must have seen wrongly.Maybe it was a cleaner who was cleaning up after work."

"No, it's not a cleaner! That girl is very pretty, and she wore clothes of famous brands’ Oliver chuckled,

"Maybe she is my fan."

Even though his smile was nonchalant, it was as if he was deliberately hiding something.

"I've washed your clothes.Here you are."

Emma put the paper bag on the desk, "If there's nothing else, I'll go first."

Emma turned her head.

Just as she was about to take a step, Oliver hugged her from behind, "You're in such a hurry, aren't you?"

Emma turned around and pushed him, "Mr.Wood, my design plan is not finished yet.I have to go back quickly."

"You're still trying to be strong."

Oliver half closed his eyes and lifted her chin with one hand, "I know everything.Ethan sent a message saying that you are not in good health recently and asked me to give you more nutrition.’

"Ethan? President Carl?"

Emma suddenly felt that this President Carl cared for too many things.

"If I'm not so busy with work, I will go to find you.You look pale, and your parents would think that I am torturing you."

The man's gentle voice ran through her thoughts.

She looked at his delicate face with a dull look and almost lost her mind.

Emma shook her head and gently pushed him away, "Mr.Wood, of course, work is of top priority.I'm fine."

Was she really fine or just pretending to be brave? "Stay with me tonight."

"Mr.Wood..."

Emma looked down and said, "I still have work to do."

"Leave it tomorrow.’

There was obviously a trace of unhappiness in his tone, "Because of my relationship with Ethan, even if you haven't completed the task, he won't dismiss you.’ Emma held her breath.

"This is different."

"What's the difference? Whoever dares to say anything about you is messing with me."

He sat down on the sofa, his legs overlapped, and his tone cold, "Leave your work tomorrow.Accompany me tonight."

Emma was frozen there, and the atmosphere was cold to the extreme.

She worked so hard not because she was afraid of being dismissed.

This design case was really important to her.

It was the best evidence to prove that she was not a beauty without brains.

She did not want to live under Oliver's light.

Instead, she wanted to rely on her own efforts to defend her dignity.

But obviously, Oliver couldn't understand her thoughts.

In his eyes, Emma was a bit unreasonable.

What was the difference? As long as the result was the same, there was no need to worry about the so-called process.

"Mr.Wood, according to the contract, whenever I sleep with you.you should help me."

She looked at Oliver calmly.Oliver's brows furrowed.

Emma's words meant that she didn't owe Oliver anything now, so there was no reason for her to accompany him.

No woman had ever dared to refuse her like that.

"Emma, you're quite conceited." The man on the couch sneered.

There was a dangerous aura emitted by him.

She was the one who said she wanted him to help her, but now she was also the one who used the job as an excuse to refuse him.

As a mature man, he was controlled by this little devil.

He got upset.

But it was still too young for this little girl to play tricks on him on the negotiation table.

Oliver smiled sarcastically, "You are very right.That's what the contract says.It's also said in the contract that it's up to me to decide whether to help you or not,."

Upon hearing this, Emma felt her face turned red and white.

In other words, although there was a contract, Oliver's help still depended on his mood.

If Emma refused him, the next time when she was in trouble, it would be more difficult for her to ask Oliver for help.

Only then did she realize that her personal freedom had been imperceptibly used as a bargaining chip in the contract.

It seemed that the moment the contract was signed, she was destined to be inseparable from him.

Emma suddenly changed her attitude and greeted him with a smile.

She put her palms together and blinked wittily, "Mr.Wood, I am really busy.I will accompany you another day, okay?"

Emma was about to be disgusted by the tone of her words.

"No way.’ His tone was extremely cold.

Why couldn't he make sense of it? Oliver was too cruel! "Please, please..."

Emma begged him bashfully for a long time, but Oliver still had an ice-cold face.

The inner dignity and her own interests were ina fierce struggle.

In the end...

She compromised! She leaned over with her red face and kissed the man's lips clumsily.

Oliver did not dodge.

He calmly leaned on the sofa with an indifferent look, and the shallow kiss made the man's heart itch.

As if he could no longer suppress the raging fire in his heart, Oliver hugged Emma and pushed her onto the sofa.

Emma only felt a sense of dizziness, and the man had already pressed on her body.

Through his deep eyes, Emma saw the desire in Oliver's heart.

"Bad girl, what the hell do you want?"

Fury, gloominess, and indescribable indulgence and ambiguity.

Oliver stared at her face.

For the first time, she was the woman who made him lose his mind.

Bad girl...

Did he mean her? Deep in Emma's heart, she was confused.

What was wrong with her? She just wanted to go back hurriedly to finish the design plan and then wash and sleep.

Did she require too much? Below him, Emma cried, "You're so heavy that I can't breathe..."

Oliver pinched her face and said, "You talk too much."

"I...hmm..."

Emma still wanted to say something, but she was blocked by Oliver's kiss.

Emma was confused.

Oliver was obviously an iceberg type of man, but why was his lips so hot? The man kissed her lips rudely, tough, radical, and with a hint of revenge.

Emma could feel the pain clearly.

She felt pain and wanted to cry out.

But the rough behavior of the man scared her so much that she didn't even dare to scream.

She just gasped in a low voice.

Oliver seized the back of Emma's head, opened her teeth, and put his tongue into Emma's mouth.

It was tingling and itchy, as if he was probing something.

Emma's face was red, and she only felt that it was difficult to breathe when being kissed.

She pushed him with her two hands, trying to get a breath in the hot and passionate kiss.

His lips became more and more unbridled.

When they fell on her neck, he suddenly used force and left a deep hickey on her neck, as if he was announcing his territory.

The man looked at the traces left by himself proudly, while Emma was so painful that she was about to cry.

Overwhelmed with the aura, Emma felt the danger of a man.

The heat that swept over her, suddenly triggered the stinging pain, the gentleness and the coldness, which made her feel that she was about to die in his kiss.

Oliver let go of her and let her breathe softly under his body.

But he didn't feel satisfied by doing just like that.

He reached for Emma's collar, trying to unbutton her shirt.

"Don't..."

Emma whispered, and her pitiful big eyes looked at him, "I...I'll stay with you tonight.Don't torture me anymore, okay..."

Emma begged for mercy under the man's body.

He couldn't bear to continue upon hearing that soft voice.

Oliver's heart itched, and his hands stopped at Emma's collar.

Why did he feel that this little girl so desirable...? He looked down at her and found that her eyes had turned red.

Just for a moment, the man's heart felt stung, and he leaned over to hug Emma.

"I'm sorry...I've hurt you..."

If she had listened to him and obeyed him, she would not have been in such a plight.

Indeed, work was very important, but...

Oliver hoped that he could have a higher position in her heart than the work she focused on.

He didn't know why he had such a strong possessiveness towards Emma.