Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 847

Hesitating, Elaine stayed put.

Lowering his voice and holding in his temper, Vincent demanded, "Don't make me say it again!"

There were signs of displeasure written all over his face. Even if she was unwilling, she did not dare to go against him.

Without hesitating any longer, she threw herself on the bed almost immediately.

After standing at the end of the bed for a while, Vincent walked towards Elaine.

Wrapping herself tightly with the blanket, she stared at the condescending man and scowled, "Why did you force me to sleep on the bed with you?! I want to sleep on the couch!"

"The couch isn't comfortable to sleep in."

Hearing his response, Elaine was dumbstruck.

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"Go ask for it if you have enough money to pay."

"How could you..." Elaine was so mad!

Somehow, he must have figured out that she didn't bring her purse, so he tried to make things difficult for her on purpose!

Curling up in the corner of the bed, she gritted her teeth, and her face flushed red. "How about you get another blanket? We're not even in a relationship! How can you expect me to sleep in the same bed as you? What would that make me?!"

When she finished ranting, she sounded as if on the verge of crying.

Knitting his brows while looking at her, he felt his heart soften. However, he warned, "If you dare to shed a tear, forget about the blanket!"

What a lunatic!

As Elaine was about to shout at him for being unreasonable, he went straight to the cupboard and retrieved an extra blanket.

Seeing that, Elaine was speechless.

Since there was already an extra blanket in the room, why did they share one last night?

After taking the blanket out, Vincent glanced at her instead. "What is it? Do you want to share one blanket?"

Regaining her senses, she quickly shook her head.

After putting down the blanket on the bed, Vincent leaned towards her. His manly scent spread across the bed as he stared into her eyes, "You'll be mine sooner or later. Why bother doing all these meaningless things, huh?"

Backing away from him, she kept quiet.

Afraid, she told herself that she would escape from him one day, and she would make sure he never found her...

The other side of the bed sank as Vincent lay down. His warm body then snuggled closer to Elaine, but she quickly pulled her blanket over and cowered in the corner of the bed.

Leaning against the head of the bed, he sneered without looking at her. "You're gonna shrink into a ball at this rate."

On the other hand, Elaine was still ignoring him. She was secretly complaining.

"Lie down!" He suddenly turned his head and stared at her.

Shocked by his sudden shout, Elaine muttered, "I-I'm not sleepy yet. You can go to sleep first..."

"Don't make me say it again. I don't have the patience."

Scared, she dared not say a word.

She figured that it would be better to obey him, so she lay down immediately.

Though she did try to sleep, she was lying down on the edge of the bed, and would fall to the ground if she just moved a little more.

The corners of Vincent's mouth curled into a smirk. "Are you that afraid that I'll touch you?" For a moment, Elaine didn't respond.

"If I wanted to make love with you, I would have already done it last night." Under the light, his eyes looked like a crouching beast in the dark. "Can you really protect yourself against me?"

Feeling anger gushing through her body, she felt awkward yet furious, so she blurted out, "Then why didn't you do it last night?"

After she finished speaking, she was not the only one who was stunned. Even Vincent was taken aback by her words.

Slowly sitting up, he stared at her with a pair of dark eyes.

Anxious because of her stupidity, she bit her lip and dared not look at him in the eyes. "I... I'm talking nonsense. Don't take it seriously!"

Hearing that, Vincent didn't utter a reply. Raising his arms, he loosened the top two buttons of his pajamas.

When he unbuttoned his shirt, his Adam's apple stood out as it sexily moved up and down.

Instinctively, Elaine wanted to run away. However, Vincent was one step ahead of her. Before she knew it, she was already pressed on the bed, with Vincent's body coming into contact with hers.

His body was warm, eyes red, and his expression was something she had never seen before.

She was like a prey, locked down by a hunter.

Instantly, she felt that she was in danger, and was going to die in Vincent's hands the next moment.

Terrified, she screamed, "Ah!"

Along with the screams, she used all her might to fight back against Vincent. The more he tried to hold her down, the more she resisted.

Annoyed, Vincent scolded, "What are you doing?!"

Frightened by his tone, Elaine began to cry, "Please don't kill me..."

Upon hearing her plead, he sighed internally.

"I won't talk nonsense anymore. Just please, don't kill me... I didn't do anything wrong to you, so please don't kill me..."

Begging him with all her might, she didn't realize that tears started running down her cheeks as if someone turned on the tap on the faucet.

Unable to bear it any longer, Vincent growled in a low voice, "Stop crying!"

Pressing her lips tight with tear-filled eyes, she looked like a pitiful kitten being bullied.

Lifting her chin, he looked at her directly in the eye. Then, he asked in a hushed voice, "Are you that scared?"

Of course.

Of course, she was scared.

She was scared to death!

He killed people and slashed their throats in front of her...

Not only he had terrible mood swings, but he was also ruthless and mysterious. He was like a mystery. As long as she kept a safe distance from him, she would never cross paths again with him in her entire life.

"Stupid woman." Finally letting her go, he put on a poker face and spat, "If I wanted to kill you, I would have done so already."

Hearing his words, Elaine couldn't understand what he meant.

Did it mean that he wouldn't kill her now?

"Are you sure you're letting me go now?" asked Elaine with uncertainty.

Hearing that, Vincent felt that he must have been out of his mind to find such a stubborn woman interesting.

After letting her go, he lay down on the bed again.

When she saw that he didn't move anymore, she slowly stopped sobbing. Earlier, she really thought that he was trying to kill her. That was why she cried out of fear...

Sensing that there was danger, she couldn't control her emotions anymore.

Looking at the man beside her, she realized that his breathing seemed to be a little heavy and uneven, which was even more obvious amidst the silence.

After glancing at him several times, she noticed that his breathing didn't slow down at all, so she asked confusedly, "What's wrong? You look uncomfortable. Is there... something wrong with you?"

Hearing those words, Vincent was stunned.

Concerned, she asked again, "Should I get Morgan to come here and have a look..."

"Shut up."

She couldn't believe him!

All she tried to do was be kind and concerned about him, but he got angry at her instead.

Not wanting to pick another fight with him, she pulled her blanket and tried to sleep. However, she was still a little scared, so she tried to initiate a conversation.

"Hey, there's something I want to ask you. Can you tell me the truth?"

A light hum was heard from the other side of the bed.

"Okay, so, why do you want to go against Dr. Perkins? I'm pretty sure he doesn't have anything to do with you, right? So why did you hurt him and his grandfather?"

As soon as her question got out of her mouth, she instantly felt the atmosphere turn cold.

Stealing a glance at him, she saw that the expression on his face had gradually faded, leaving only a frigid coldness.

Looking at him like this, she became more and more confused, "Do you really have a grudge against the Perkins Family?"

Honestly, she was pretty sure that was it, but wasn't willing to believe it.

According to her impression, Dr. Perkins and his grandfather Ronan seemed like kind people. They didn't look like they would offend anyone. So why did Vincent hate them so much?

She then asked out loud, "Can't you let go of Dr. Perkins and his grandfather? They are all good people, and they have never done anything bad..."

"Are you sure they haven't done anything bad?"

Vincent broke his silence with a sneer. "How did you know that they haven't done anything bad?"