Reborn: Another Chance to Leave U

Chapter 387

Chapter 387 Sweet

Sure enough, Hearst saw it.

No wonder he was so weird just now. He was making innuendoes.

Anaya explained, "We just made small talk. Nothing special."

Hearst pecked Anaya's neck and said in a husky and low voice, "What did you talk about?"

Anaya was tickled by his peck. She pushed his shoulder and said, "Today I heard something about my brother at the banquet, so I asked him."

"Tell me the truth."

He grabbed her hand.

Anaya's hand was slender and fair. When wrapped in his large palm, her hand seemed delicate and fragile, as if it would break at any moment.

Anaya said stubbornly, "What I said is the truth."

Hearst was jealous. If he knew the truth, he might torture her.

Hearst couldn't get the truth. He pinched the sides of Anaya's lower jaw,

forcing her to turn to him. And then he pecked and kissed her.

He kissed her so hard as if he was punishing her for lying.

When they separated, Anaya's lips were red. And there was a faint smell of blood.

Anaya felt a little pain and said unhappily, "Jared! Are you a dog?"

He liked to bite people so much.

Hearst didn't answer. He kissed her earlobe and gently bit her.

Anaya trembled and struggled to get out of his arms.

"Jared, you are crazy..."

Before she could finish cursing, she heard the man behind her groan. It looked like she had hurt him.

Anaya thought that he had not recovered yet, so she was so nervous that

she did not dare to move again.

"Did I hurt you?"

Hearst, who was behind her, replied with an expressionless, "Yes".

After two seconds, he added, "It hurts."

Anaya didn't notice that his tone was wrong. She carefully turned around

and sat beside him. Her eyes were full of self-blame. "Where did I just touch you?"

Just now, she seemed to have hit his chest with her elbow.

Sure enough, Hearst replied, "My chest."

"Does it hurt?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry..."

"I don't think saying sorry is enough."

Anaya felt extremely guilty at this moment and did not care about his insatiable desire at all. "I'm really sorry," she said.

He coaxed in a low voice, "Tell me, what did you talk with Landin today?"

Anaya hesitated for a few seconds and finally compromised. "He... He said he liked me."

"And then?" Hearst's eyes darkened and he was about to get angry.

"There's no 'then'. I made it clear to him."

"What did you say?"

"I told him that I was already with the person I love and I would not cheat

on my man."

"Who is the person you love?"

"You."

Anaya was stunned. She looked up and indeed met Hearst's smiling eyes.

She sulked and asked, "I didn't hurt you at all just now, did I?"

Hearst replied unhurriedly, "No."

Anaya gritted her teeth.

Yesterday, Hearst also played her like this!

She had fallen for his trick again!

"You are so good at pretending. Don't tell me that you're feigning an illness."

Hearst's expression froze for a moment, but he recovered so quickly that

Anaya couldn't notice it.

"Giana has all the data of my body. If you don't believe me, you can ask her."

He seemed to tell the truth convincingly.

Anaya had never doubted his illness. So she was even more sure that he

was not cured.

"I was just saying it casually. I'm too lazy to investigate."

Hearst raised his eyebrows, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back into his

arms.

Anaya leaned forward, worried that she would hit him. She quickly spread her legs, half kneeling on both sides of his body. Her right hand was held by him, and she propped her left hand on the headboard behind him for

support.

She was a little over him in this posture.

He was trapped under her body. He raised his head slightly to meet her

eyes.

Hearst chuckled, his laughter calm and charming. "What are you going to

do to a patient, Ms. Dutt?"

Anaya's heart was pounding, but she looked calm as she said, "Sleep with

you."

After that, Hearst did not blush, but Anaya's ears turned red.

She was crazy.

No matter how much Anaya didn't want to show her fear, she shouldn't have

said those words.

Anaya was in a dilemma now.

Looking at the broader smile on Hearst's face, Anaya wished she could

immediately disappear from her spot.

However, since she had already said this, she had to solve the dilemma.

"Well, since you are weak, I will let you go today. We'll sleep together

another day."

As she spoke, she was about to retreat.

However, her waist was grabbed.

Anaya was defenseless and was pulled by him. She fell on his body and

pressed him.

"It's okay. I can't move. You can do it by yourself."

Anaya blushed and hurriedly pushed him away. She continued to find

excuses for herself, "Forget it. You're weak. You should be celibate to recover. I won't sleep with you."

"Am I weak?" The smile on Hearst's face faded. "Do you need to verify it,

Ms. Dutt?"

Hearst was ill, but he wouldn't admit that he was weak.

"Sure, don't regret it later."

"OK."

Hearst held Anaya's hand and led it to his waist.

Through the thin fabric, Anaya could feel the muscles on Hearst's abdomen.

Hearst said, "Let's get straight to the point."

Anaya did not expect Hearst to be serious. She was frightened and she

quickly retracted her hand.

In the end, Anaya was not as thick-skinned as Hearst. She sat on his lap dispiritedly and lowered her head. "You won. I was wrong."

"Coward." Hearst laughed. He let go of Anaya's hand and held her face. He

pecked her cheek carefully and said, "You should take a shower now. And Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

go to bed early."

Anaya nodded, got down from his legs, and went to the bathroom.

Anaya got out of the bathroom in pajamas. Hearst helped her dry her hair

and they watched a few short films together before they went to sleep. Anaya was a little tired tonight, and she soon felt sleepy.

In the dark, Hearst suddenly said, "Don't meet with Landin from now on. Or I

will be unhappy."

Anaya was drowsy and casually responded.

Hearst heard Anaya's perfunctory words and pinched her waist.

Anaya's waist was delicate and soft. Hearst resisted the urge to grope and

asked, "Did you hear me clearly?"

"Got it." Anaya was clear-headed after being pinched by him. She slapped

his hand away and muttered with her eyes closed, "Don't pinch me again, or

I will go home tomorrow night. I won't serve a sick person like you

anymore."

"Well, you have to serve me." Hearst rubbed her forehead with his chin. "You

can't run away."

"Yes."

Anaya responded with a nasal voice.

Soon, the sound of steady breathing was heard. Obviously, Anaya had fallen

asleep.

Hearst hugged her tightly with happiness.

"Good night, my dear Ms. Dutt."