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Chapter 47 The Fastest Man
Chapter 47 The Fastest Man
Chapter 47 The Fastest Man
Entering the box from last night, the assistant turned on all the lights
The lights were bright.
Gwenyth walked over to the sofa and bent down to search.
Edison waited beside her with an impatient look on his face
"Did you find it?"
"Not yet."
Gwenyth searched the whole couch, even the cracks, then got back down on the floor and looked under it. Edison watched her earnestly search for her phone, and his anger got the better of him.
"Stop looking.”
It's just a phone, just buy a new one.
Gwenyth ignored him and continued to search elsewhere.
He walked over to her, took her wrist in his and yanked her up off the floor, pulling her out
"Just give me some more time.”
"No."
He dragged her all the way out and pushed her into the car.
Gwenyth had thought he was taking her back to Rangeley Bay, but the car pulled over at the downtown shopping district. Edison took her into a mobile phone shop and bought her the latest model of phone.
Gwenyth's hands were shaking slightly as she took the phone from the man
"I don't have the money to pay you back right now."
"No need to pay it back.”
Edison quickly took her to the business office again, to get a replacement phone card
On the way back, she had been fiddling with her new phone, her original model was so old that the new one felt new in her hands. “Edison, the money for the phone and for the window glass, you can just take it out of my pay."
She couldn't take such a big advantage of him.
The latest model of phone cost more than ten thousand dollars.
Earlier she had smashed his car window glass and he said it would cost a hundred thousand to replace it. It wasn't chump change, and it was time to pay for it.
Edison pretended not to hear her and leaned back in the back seat to sleep.
It was noon by the time they got back to the Moonlight Bay.
Edison entered the house and sat down on the sofa like a master, "Go and cook."
Gwenyth put her new phone down with some reluctance and ran into the kitchen to prepare lunch.
Edison could see her busy in there, leaning back on the sofa, his eyes narrowed and his lips curled in a faint smile, unable to take his eyes off her beautiful figure.
On closer inspection, she was actually quite thin, her waist as thin as if he could grab it with only one arm
She lived in a shabby house with her family and was living on such a tight budget that he dreaded to think how she had come through these four years.
Looking at her back, he somehow remembered the night of her eighteenth birthday ......
His Adam's apple bobbled in his throat, and he got up and walked over to her.
Gwenyth was chopping vegetables with a serious face, not noticing his approach.
He reached out and embraced her from behind, visibly feeling her startled as her body shook with it. "What are you ...... you doing?"
Gwenyth's heartbeat went out of rhythm.
Edison suddenly came over and wrapped his arms around her waist. and as soon as he was close enough, she could smell the faint scent of mint on him
That was the smell of the cigarettes he smoked.
"Have you ever tried it in here?”
He leaned his chin on her shoulder and looked at her sideways, his warm breath spraying on the nape of her neck as he spoke She ducked to the side, "What?"
"Want to try it here?”
"Try what?"
She didn't catch the meaning of Edison's words, her heart still pounding.
Edison jerked her hand and moved the chopping board on the kitchen counter.
The countertop was cleared of a blank space.
Before Gwenyth could understand what he was doing. his hand suddenly cupped her chin and turned her face to the side. He kissed her and took her lower lip gently in his mouth.
She wanted to resist, but she didn't dare
She couldn't fight him at the risk of breaking the contract, so she had to let him kiss her, press down on her, and she bend over the kitchen counter with her eyes closed. She just needed to pretend it was a dream.
When it was over.
The man pulled up his trousers and turned to walk out.
Gwenyth scrambled through her clothes, cleared the countertop, washed her hands, and continued to prepare lunch. Edison sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV without another glance at Gwenyth.
She looked over at Edison, who was indifferent, leaning back into the sofa in another languid sitting position like a master. The way he lifted his trousers and left when he was done was, now that she thought about it, a little ironic.
She withdrew her eyes and went back to her work.
When the food was served, she called out to him, "Dinner's ready."
Edison turned the TV off, got up and went to the dining room, pulled out a chair and sat down.
He was unusually silent, without a trace of expression on his face, and inexplicably oppressive.
Gwenyth didn't even dare to breathe, feeling a little low in the air around her.
Why did he look so unhappy? Just now, she was cooperative and let him do what he wanted to her, right?
"Does it taste okay?”
She asked cautiously, her voice soft.
Edison flicked his eyes up, his dark eyes fixed on her, "Are you asking about the food, or yourself?”
"Or do you want the answer to both?"
Gwenyth ducked her head, not wanting to talk to him anymore.
She held her bowl and plowed rice into her mouth. Edison's tone was bland, "The rice tastes good.”
She let out an oh and heard him say again, "As for you ...... "I don’t want to know.”
She interrupted him
"You were fike a lifeless toy." He picked upon what he had just said and coftinued to irritate her, ' Is-your mouth taped? Can't you everrmoan for. a second?” 7
"Looks like it needs a little more coaching.”
Gwenyth swallowed and muttered in a small voice, "And you were pretty quick.”
"What?"
Edison didf‘t hear what Gwenyth ~~ said clearly, he faintly heard the < word ‘quick’, he thought he probably misheard and asked again, "What did you just say?" Content. belongs t6 -
"I said, you were pretty quick."
Gwenyth raised her voice, biting out each word with exceptional clarity.
"With a little more effort, you should be the fastest man in the world."
Edison felt like his male pride was being provoked.
Was she implying that he was impotent?
“You're fast, but your staying power needs a little more work." Gwenyth added with a calm face. Edison's grip on the chopsticks kept tightening.
There was a ‘pop’ sound.
A pair of chopsticks was crushed in his hand and broken in two.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.
The man's face darkened.
The air pressure around him lowered even more.
Gwenyth panicked a little at being held in Edison's now brooding eyes.
She seemed to be talking too much.
"I... I was just saying... I didn't mean anything.”
She put down the chopsticks in her hand, covered her hand to her stomach, and frowned ‘ouch’. The acting was extremely poor. "My stomach hurts, it hurts ....... She stood up and said as she headed outside the dining room, "Enjoy your food. I'm going to the bathroom to take a poop." The corner of Edison's mouth twitched.
Go to the bathroom and drop a few bombs?
That was a disgusting way for her to disgust him while he was eating.
Looking at thé¥ood on the table, he suddenly losthis appetite. Throwing the chopsticks i in his hand, he got wp and walked out, catching up witht Gwenyth i in a few steps, pulling-her intoAis arms, his arms tightening arotind her waist. to’ a)
"You said I was impotent?” Her head shook violently, "I explained, I was just saying that.”
"I don't like hearing that kind of talk, and I think it's important that I let you feel what it means to be fast and lasting right now.”