"I don't want my parents involved." Thera was tired of his inquiry. "Is it so important for you to know who I am? You just want a child, and I will finish the task!"
"Do you think my family will want a child of unknown origin?" "Then you can choose not to have children with me. There are many rich girls who dream of marrying you. Why don't you go to them?!"
Indeed, there were many girls in the world who dreamed of marrying him.
It was no exaggeration to say that as long as Cyril wanted to, no girl in the world could refuse him.
But Thera was an exception!
The more she wanted to escape from him, the more he wanted to chase her, catch her and control her.
Cyril suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"What do you want to do?"She was startled by his sudden action. He snatched the mobile phone while she was not paying attention. "What are you doing with my mobile phone?" Thera rushed to grab it, but he was very tall. She jumped up and didn't touch the mobile phone. Instead, she fell down and was covered with sand.
The servant leaned down to help her.
Thera stood up and rushed at him again. He stretched out an arm and held her firmly in his arms.
"Are you in such a hurry to hold me?" "Give me back my phone!"
"Why do you keep it without contacting your families?"
"That's my business, leave it alone!"
Cyril turned on the phone and found that the phone had a new password. He sneered: "Do you think I can't use it after changing the password?"
Thera was aggrieved and angry, and her voice was trembling: "Since you want to take it now, why did you give it to me at that time? Are you playing with me as a cat?"
She saw that he was stunned after hearing what she said, and seemed to be ashamed of his current behavior. She continued to say, "The so-called young master of Norman has such bad credit. I despise you very much."
He was obviously irritated by this remark. He hated others' derogation of his dignity, and normally no one dared to do so. Seeing that he was unhappy, Thera didn't intend to tone down and continued to provoke: "You really don't deserve to be a man."
Cyril tried to restrain his anger and warned her: "Are you provoking me?"
"I'm just stating the facts."
"Do you think I will give you the mobile phone if you try to annoy me?"
"It's your right not to return the mobile phone to me."
Cyril put his mobile phone in his pocket: "You know that."
It seemed that he was really not going to give her the mobile phone?!
He suddenly grabbed her by the arm and took her to the villa. Thera struggled hard, but her strength could not reach him. He dragged her into the villa all the way, and Thera almost broke her wrist. Her wrist was red and swollen. He didn't care at all and threw her onto the sofa.
The man's tall body almost pressed on her, and Cyril put his arms on the back of the sofa with a bad smile: "You just said I don't deserve to be a man... I will soon let you know whether I am a man or not."
He tore open his shirt, and several buttons flew directly, revealing his wild chest. His eyes showed a strong desire. Only when he wanted to have sex with her, he would stare at her with that kind of eyes.
Thera hurriedly grabbed the ashtray beside her and knocked it on his head!
The wound on his forehead was not completely healed. There was a small piece of gauze attached to it. Now it was hit by the ashtray again, and the red blood stained the small piece of gauze.
Thera didn't see that he was injured again. She reached out and grabbed a remote control and hit him on the chest. Her feet kicked him desperately!
After enduring for so long, she did't want to endure any more!
Vent your anger to the fullest!
At first, Cyril was shocked. He couldn't believe that the girl dared to resist even in the current situation, and he couldn't believe more that he was beaten by the girl again.
He used all his strength to grasp her hands and feet, but she was like a runaway horse, with a brute force that he could not control!