Neal Williams didn’t move, just watched her with interest.
She gritted her teeth, held back her shyness, grabbed his hand and boldly pressed it against her breast.
The large, burning palm made her body roll and her mouth go a little dry.
He remained motionless, just looking at her flatly.
Her heart clenched, she bent her head and suddenly kissed him on the lips. The kiss, from before with timidity, after realizing that he did not object, she was so excited that she could hardly contain herself. Her fingers ran through his wet hair, holding his head, the kiss gradually became fervent, the tip of her tongue seeking his lips, gently tapping his neat teeth, wanting a deeper and more lingering kiss.
When the tip of Penny Brown’s tongue touched his teeth, Neal Williams remained uninterested, not even wanting to continue with the perfunctory. This was not the taste he wanted.
Frowning slightly, the cool lips retreated from her lips, probing her hand and pulling it away.
The all-too-obvious rejection made her blush, pause, and hastily try to embrace him again.
Instead, he had removed her from his lap, stood up and said indifferently, “I’ll go out for some air, you rest first.”
Neither the tone of voice, nor the demeanor, there is no half ripple.
So …
In his eyes, she has no attraction as a woman at all!
Such a face, such a body, such a style, what kind of man she wants can not be, but biased …
Why did he do this to himself?
Embarrassment, rushed to the heart. Looking at his back, she took a step to catch up with him and questioned excitedly: “Why do you never touch me? In your eyes, am I not a woman? Or … you are not a normal man at all!”
Neal Williams’ eyes sank and he stared at her coldly, “Don’t be ridiculous.”
“Fooling around? What am I fooling around with?” Penny Brown laughed, laughing out loud, “You’re my boyfriend, we’ve been together for so long, we’re about to get married, and yet, we haven’t even slept together once. Do you think … this is like that? I don’t care if you have women out there, I know those are just for show, but, why can you touch them but not me?”
Neal Williams looked at her icily, “You want to be like them?”
Penny Brown froze slightly.
So, does he mean that in his heart, she is more important than other women and that’s why there is no further development?
Then …
What about Andrea Jones?
And how does he feel about Andrea Jones?
Without waiting for her to ask, Neal Williams had pulled open the door and sunk out of the cottage in his bathrobe.
…
Neal Williams walks quietly through the aliyah, breathing in the refreshing evening breeze. Dropping his eyes absently at his watch, he remembered something and his brow furrowed.
Andrea Jones has been soaking in the spa for at least three hours!
Stay in such a space for so long, not afraid of oxygen deprivation and asphyxiation?
Thinking about this, Neal Williams suddenly had a bad feeling. Without much thought, he strides towards the exclusive women’s hot tub.
“Sorry, sir, we don’t allow men in here.” The waitress reminded politely.
He ignored it and just walked quickly inside. The uneasiness in his heart, inexplicably expanded.
“Sir … you can’t go back in.” The other man followed again, looking at Neal Williams, whose handsome cheeks told her to blush.
Neal Williams still strides inside, at this moment, he can not care about anything.
“Ah … man!”
A scream after scream made all the women’s eyes turn to him.
At the moment, he has no time to appreciate this piece of spring, searching eyes swept over a face.
No!
Take a big step inside and pass by one of the different hot spring pools.
No! Still nothing!
This made him more and more distracted.
He would not miss it. Even if she was hidden in the crowd, just one glance and he would recognize her clearly!
“Sir, hurry up and get out, or else the supervisor will deduct my money when he sees this appearance later.” The waitress who followed him in had an anxious face.
“I’ll make up for the deductions.” Neal Williams didn’t look back, just continued on inquisitively, “Is there more in there?”
“Well, there’s a pool in there.”
Neal Williams’ brow furrowed and he couldn’t help but pick up his pace again.
This pool is made of rock piles and is relatively secluded. It is unusually quiet at the moment, and no one can be heard.
He sunk his eyes to look over, only to see the opposite shore of the rock is weakly leaning on a slender figure. At this moment, her eyes are tightly closed, her face is bloodless. Obviously, has fainted.
Breath caught.
“Damn!” Neal Williams let out a low curse, not bothering to take off his bathrobe, and leapt down without thinking.
The waiter was also terrified, immediately pulled out the intercom to have someone find a doctor.
…
It’s okay not to get closer, once you get closer, Neal Williams realizes that not only has she fainted, but …
The small face, which was originally white and clear, was surprisingly covered with scratches.
Touching!
Damn it! What the hell is going on?
Why can a hot spring soak yourself into this state?
“Andrea Jones!” standing underwater, Neal Williams held her tightly in his arms, “Andrea Jones, wake up!”
The heart is churning.
He patted her little face covered with bruises.
She didn’t move, fragile as a crystal doll in his arms.
Breathing tightened, never having panicked like this before.
The next second, the slender index finger did not hesitate to press down heavily on her human middle.
Her brow furrowed in pain and she gasped violently.
Thank God!
She’s awake!
Not to be relieved, Neal Williams picked her up directly from the water horizontally and carefully coaxed her, “Don’t fall asleep, be good, I’ll take you to the doctor …”
Dazed, Andrea Jones felt herself being picked up by warm arms.
She didn’t know who it was, but the reassurance and warmth stirred up all her aggressions.
Eyes closed, tears flowing.
The pale little mouth opened and closed with a broken wail, “I’m not a mistress … I’m not being a mistress …”
Neal Williams had a shock.
Her murmur tore hard at his heart.
No more questions, just gloomy face carried her out of the hot spring pool with a big step.
…
“Sir, the doctor is already waiting in the lobby. May I ask which villa you are staying in, we …” the lobby manager hurriedly followed up.
“Haven’t booked a villa yet, now get one ready for us!” Neal Williams lowered his eyes to the small woman in his arms wearing only her bathing suit and pushed again, “Hurry up!”
“Yes, sir, right away!” The other party hurriedly ran to prepare the room, and soon grabbed the villa key again to lead the doctor along, “Sir, please go this way!”
…
The quiet villa.
Neal Williams put Andrea Jones down on the couch in the hall.
“We must first help her to take off the wet clothes from her body, or she will surely catch a cold.” The doctor said as he opened the villa’s windows for ventilation.
Looking at the thinly dressed Andrea Jones, Neal Williams instantly carried her into the downstairs bedroom.
She was groggy and not awake.
Neal Williams found a chair and sat down, holding the slender woman on his lap.
She is very light and light, so light that it seems weightless and even more heartbreaking.
“Andrea Jones?” he called out to her tentatively, his voice dark.
She ignored it.
“Can you hear me? I’m going to help you undress now.” The doctor and the manager were both men, and it was obviously too late to call the waitress over to do it for him, so he had to do it himself.
Andrea Jones did not seem to hear, the whole body is shrinking in his arms, against his soaked robe. It seems to be too cold, the white lips tremble vaguely.
Not daring to hesitate, Neal Williams reached down and sharply removed her swimsuit.
Her skin, very cool and cool, but, branded on his fingertips, but felt hot. Hot so that his fingers trembled quickly …
Her snow-white body was uncovered in front of her.
Holy, clear, like snow-white satin. The touch is even more beautiful beyond imagination.
Neal Williams’ breathing increased and his body reacted in an untimely manner.
Not daring to look any further, he laid her down on the bed and hastily grabbed a clean robe to wrap her up in a ball.
But damn, the heat on the body, still did not abate.
This girl, is she a little demon that specializes in seducing people’s souls?
“Sir, how’s it going?” The manager’s urging sounded outside the door, and Neal Williams returned to his senses, pulling the covers over Andrea Jones. He pulled the covers over Andrea Jones and put her clothes into the washroom before saying, “Come in.”
The doctor hurried in and turned Andrea Jones’ eyelids over, “It’s nothing serious, it’s due to lack of oxygen and excessive panic. I’ll prescribe some medicine for her to take.”
“Excessive panic?” Neal Williams’ face was dark and heavy, and it was like a storm had gathered under his eyes.
What exactly did she just go through?
Why was she frightened? And why was she attacked?
He simply dared not imagine what would happen to her if he had arrived a step later.
The line of sight swept over the wounds on that little face, “The wounds on her face, how are they? Will it leave a scar?”
“It’s a finger scar, I’ll take care of the wound first. These days are to avoid the mouth, do not drink tea, coffee, and do not eat chili, pay attention to these generally will not leave scars.”
Neal Williams remained cold and glanced at the manager, “Come out with me.”
…
The manager followed out with trepidation and could only tell the whole story of what he had heard before.
“It is said that a young lady said this young lady is a third party, robbed her husband, as a result, caused public outrage. A few middle-aged women couldn’t look away, so they gave this young lady …”
Looking at Neal Williams’ increasingly gloomy look, the manager was too timid to continue the conversation.
“This is how you guarantee the personal safety of your customers? If I don’t show up tonight, does she have to lie on that rock slab of yours all night!”
He angrily grabbed the manager’s collar, like a frenzied lion, with a raging fire under his eyes.
He couldn’t imagine how this traditional and conservative girl could bear the embarrassment of being falsely accused of being a ‘mistress’! She was so fragile, and how frightened she was under the siege and fight of everyone!
“Excuse me, sir, please calm down! We didn’t expect such a thing to happen! I’m sorry …” the manager apologized repeatedly.
Neal Williams took a deep breath, his taut fingers loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again. Half the time, before throwing the manager away.
His emotions have never been this out of control.
…
The doctor helped get her to take the medicine and then left.
In the bedroom, Neal Williams and Andrea Jones were the only two people left.
She was lying quietly on the bed, obviously very restless, her brow still clenched with pain and fear written all over it.
Neal Williams changed into a clean robe and leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes locked on her.
The one who questioned her, falsely accused her, and then caused public outrage was Penny Brown?
This simple little thing shouldn’t have to carry those heavy charges.
“Well … don’t … I’m not! I’m not a mistress …” with her eyes closed, she suddenly choked up and cried, waving both hands haphazardly in the air.
It seems to be blocking the attack of the dream.
Heartbroken, Neal Williams strides toward the bed. His straight body half sat on the bed, wrapped one hand around her restless body, and grabbed both of her flailing hands with the other.
“Don’t be afraid … Andrea Jones, it’s already okay!”