Sweet Sexy Lover

Chapter 32 Christy Is Scared

With that, he narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Why did you choose me?"

He was referring to why she had just chosen to sleep with him.

When it came to this, Christy's heart ached as if it was stuck by needles.

She lowered her head and her eyes filled with tears, "Because I do not want to sleep with an old man.

You have helped me and saved me. You are the one I want to thank most...."

At this point, she paused and looked up at Enrique with tears in her swollen eyes. There were full of

sadness and grievance in her eyes, "Will you think I'm frivolous, disrespectful and casual..."

"You're just drunk." Enrique interrupted her. He stared at her and smiled, "Do you care what I think of

you?" Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Christy felt ashamed and annoyed when Enrique said this.

"No!" Christy was annoyed and wanted to bite her lip again. But Enrique stopped her coldly.

"Don't you want your teeth?"

Christy tried to not bite her lip. She remembered that Enrique didn't stop her when she was not awake.

So, she asked, "Why didn't you push me away just now? You even kissed..."

Enrique narrowed his eyes and faintly looked up, "You kissed me just now. Shouldn't I kiss you?"

"..." Every time she would be at a loss for words when she talked to him. Christy simply closed her

mouth and didn't say anything.

Enrique stared at Christy who was silent. Seeing the tears in her eyes, he couldn't help but reach out

his long fingers to gently wipe the corners of her eyes.

Suddenly, he lowered his head and kissed her again.

His sudden action shocked Christy. Christy was at a loss what to do and stared at him blankly with her

swollen eyes.

At this moment, a small figure appeared outside the glass window in the bedroom.

The pretty girl was glued to the transparent glass window, blinking and knocking on the window with

her small fists, "Enri Leader, what are you doing? Open the window! Hurry up!"

Hearing this sweet voice, Enrique narrowed his dark eyes and straightened up and walked toward the

glass window with a somewhat gloomy face.

When Christy looked over, she saw a young girl in a pink dress bouncing into the room.

Enrique's handsome face was already gloomy and scary.

"Hey, lady, who are you? What are you doing here?" the young girl approached Christy and blinked in

curiosity.

The young girl looked cute with an oval face. Her face was slightly round and looked lovely. Her

eyelashes were long and curly and her skin was white. She looked like a doll.

After gazing at the girl for a few seconds, Christy turned toward Enrique in confusion, "She is..."

"Lady, do you know about the Nobel Prize?" the young girl looked at Christy with a smile and her eyes

widened, "My name is Nobella Ferguson. My daddy is Robin Ferguson. My mommy is Diana Fowler.

My brother is Clifton Ferguson. My uncle is Knighty Fowler, and my aunt is..."

"Nobella." When Enrique called her in a deep voice, the young girl stopped.

But after only a few seconds, she looked at Christy again and said, "Lady, do you know why my name

is Nobella? Because my mommy gave birth to me. My daddy said that it was as lucky for him as

winning the Nobel Prize. So, my name is..."

"Nobella."

The young girl looked back at Enrique in gratitude and smiled, "Enri Leader, thank you for helping me

finish the last word."

The corner of Enrique's lips twitched slightly and his face was somewhat gloomy, "I am letting you out."

"Alright." Nobella pouted her lips and walked towards the bedroom door.

Enrique narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Return by the way you came."

Nobella obediently responded. After going out through the French window, she climbed over the large

terrace outside and her petite figure quickly disappeared.

Christy was a little scared, "Won't she fall down?"