Our Billion-Worth Twins

Chapter 209

Chapter 209 Cedrick gasped in pain as he stopped the kiss and looked up at the woman in his embrace, her skin pale like a pool of milk as it emitted a sweet, milky scent. It was an enticing sight. However, the sight of her shivering body made Cedrick feel like a pail of icy water was dropped on his head. He raised his brow and looked away in acceptance. Catelyn was clearly reluctant. What drove her into doing what she did when she obviously hated it, then? What was her intention? This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Catelyn’s clothes were already crumpled when she noticed that Cedrick had stopped, but she could not figure out why he did. “Aren’t you going to do it?”. “Not interested.”

“Sorry. It’s my first time doing it while conscious, and I’m just a little nervous.” Catelyn acted casual as she licked her lips nonchalantly and added, “You didn’t have to stop for me, really.” Cedrick slowly regained his composure and calmed his beating heart before he slowly got up from the sofa. A couple of his buttons had burst off earlier, exposing his toned chest. He took off his shirt and pulled open the closet, retrieving a clean, fitted shirt. He spread his arm and put on the dress shirt gracefully; his every movement was of royalty. Catelyn stretched her lips into an unnatural smile. The room fell into a long, blaring silence, and her brain was filled with white noise If he did not want her anymore, why did he return for her? Why did he bring her here?

Catelyn was conversing with herself when her gaze met Cedrick’s. His eyes were dark and icy without a single sign of warmth, and there were even traces of disdain in his gaze, rendering her feeling exposed and helpless. It was as if he was able to read every single thought in her mind. Catelyn tightened her fist and forced a smile.

“Sorry, I might’ve crossed a line,” she muttered as she picked up her ragged clothes from the ground that barely covered her skin and walked toward the exit.

She approached the door and grabbed the door handle, the sound of the door handle clicking being heard.

The handle twisted as the door cracked open slightly Thomp! A strong arm flew across Catelyn’s eyes and landed on the door, closing the door shut once again.

Catelyn looked at Cedrick incredulously, his face darkened as he hissed, enunciating his words, “Do you think you can just come and go as you please? Remember, you’re the one who came to me this time!”

It was just after midnight. The neon lights shone from outside the window when Cedrick was seen leaning against the bed frame, with a stick of cigarette between his fingers. He took a long drag, puffing out streaks of white smoke. Next to her was Catelyn, who was fast asleep from fatigue. She slept on her side with her body curled up like a cat, her face was oddly pale. Strands of hair drenched by her sweat were glued to her forehead. Her brows knitted tightly together, as if she was having a nightmare as she twitched restlessly. She looked like a helpless kitten that needed to be sheltered. Cedrick brushed her hair with his fingers as images from earlier played in his head. Well, it would take more than good luck to escape him once he had been triggered for whatever reasons.

It was close to dawn when Catelyn woke up from her sleep.