She Killed My Ex

Chapter 132 Don't You Want Me

Chapter 132 Don't You Want Me

"What do you want from me?" Caroline clenched her fist tightly. She was wondering what else that person wanted from her, "Mr. Shawn, look at me! Look carefully! What else is there? What it takes an important man like you to spend that much effort?"

"Say it! As long as you tell me, I'll give it to you!" He broke into her life again inexplicably, "Mr. Shawn, I'm not the Caroline back then! You have to understand this!"

"I really can't figure it out. What is it about me that makes a well-respected man like you spend so much time with me? What do you want from me?"

Since yesterday, she experienced being dragged into the car by Natalia. Then, she went to that stupid banquet and saw Antonio, who shouldn't be there.

After that, Antonio insulted her badly and before she could get over it, her own brother insulted her for the second time.

Then, there was this man who appeared in front of her inexplicably and carried out a series of inexplicable actions that she couldn't understand. She didn't know what did he mean and she didn't want to see all of those.

Even if they were treating her as an animal, they should have given her a chance to breathe. Even when a butcher killed an animal, he wouldn't stab the animal multiple times before he pulled out the knife. That was overwhelming!

That was complicated!

She thought to herself, "Bentley, why are you adding insult to injury?"

"You can scold me! You can hit me! You can despise me! You can satirize me! Just don't break into my life again. I am begging you!"

"Please don't torture me anymore! It's enough!"

She lowered her head, her voice was rough and suppressed, and suddenly a chuckle came from her, "Mr. Shawn, I've thought about it. All I have left is this body. If you don't mind, you can have it."

It didn't matter to her anymore. Since her soul was dead, what did she still want that body for?

She raised her head and looked towards the opposite side slowly. Then, she raised her hand slowly. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. With the sound of tearing silk, she stood in front of Bentley with her clothes unbuttoned.

Bentley's heart was aching. He wanted to step forward to stop her. But the moment he caught her gaze, he was nailed and couldn't move.

She gradually removed the layers of clothes one by one in front of him. Then, her thin body was seen. She was very thin. She didn't cry. There wasn't even a single tear in her eyes, but there was a sense of numbness that shouldn't belong to someone at her age, "Mr. Shawn, look at me. If there is anything else on my body that you think is interesting, you can take them all. I'm just sorry that even this body is incomplete. I'm missing a kidney."

Bentley was looking into Caroline's eyes all the time. He wasn't only unable to move his legs, but he also couldn't move his eyes. When she said "a kidney is missing", his eyes paused, and then he moved down slowly to look at her left waist.

"Stop playing your game. Take whatever you want, and don't bother me after you take it away." She closed her eyes numbly with a surrender expression. She told herself, "It doesn't matter."

There were some footsteps could be heard and someone was getting closer and closer to her. Finally, that man stood in front of her. Even with her eyes closed, Caroline could sense that. She bit the bullet and gritted her teeth.

She felt that something was covering her body. She trembled and opened her eyes. She saw there was a suit jacket covering her body.

She raised her head again and looked at him. She didn't look touched but she looked more desperate. Based on her understanding of that man, it just made her more worried that what would he exactly wanted from her, which required him to go through so many troubles. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

She lowered her head quietly. Then, she raised it again and repeated it three times. Finally, with a sense of determination, she clenched her teeth, stretched out her hand without blinking, and wrapped it around the neck of the man in front of her. At that moment, she was trembling.

"Mr. Shawn, don't you want me?" After saying that, her neck turned red and an indescribable sense of shame filled her heart. That was the same sentence that she saw another woman ask her customer, a middle-aged man in the room.

The difference was that she couldn't imitate the coquettishness of that woman at that time. But for her, it had already made her feel more struggle than kneeling.

Bentley's pupils contracted inconceivably. His Adam's apple moved slightly and he also felt a sudden heat in his lower abdomen. He thought to himself, "Damn it" while pulling Caroline away from him calmly. Then, he stretched out his fingers to fasten the buttons of Caroline's shirt one by one and he said calmly: "Five minutes have passed and you only have ten minutes left to pack your luggage."

Caroline was startled. She looked lost and thought to herself, "Why? This body is all I have left. But why?" Why did he push her away when she took the initiative?

She couldn't figure out what else she could offer him. If what he wanted wasn't that body, what else did he want?

She froze without moving and was dazed for ten minutes.

The man on the side didn't rush her.

"Time's up." After saying those words, Bentley stretched out his hand and pulled Caroline into his arms. The next moment, he moved his arms down, wrapped her waist tightly, and led her out of the door forcefully.

Suddenly, Caroline woke up from the trance. Her face looked pale and she started to struggle, "I won't go, Mr. Shawn. I won't go, please. I am doing fine by living alone. Please. I don't want to move out."

She refused to leave. But with such a little strength, how could she defeat a man?

Since her begging failed, she cursed angrily, "Bentley! You are arbitrarily coercive! You are breaking into someone's house! It is a kidnapping! You will be sentenced!"

Before she finished speaking, a mobile phone was handed to her, "Take it and call the police."

Caroline was speechless. She used all kinds of tricks. She begged for him and she was petty. She even scolded him. But, he didn't get angry at all. She was terrified by his rationality.

"What do you want from me?" After using all the tricks, and none of the tricks worked, Caroline felt so powerless. She was hopeless and asked in a very dejected and rough voice. It didn't sound as humble as when she was begging and lost her temperament when she was scolding him. She sounded infinitely despaired and said, "Bentley, I'm so tired. Please..."

"Please let me go."

She was exhausted and desperate as if she was locked in a small dark room. She was surrounded by darkness. With no light in that room, she had no idea what was around her.

Bentley at that moment made her have such fear.

His arm that imprisoned her waist trembled imperceptibly when he heard her saying, "I'm so tired, please..."

She didn't say what she begged him for, but he knew what did she want.

Bentley shook his head and said, "No." The moment he realized that he was in love with her, he could no longer let go of his hand and let her go.

Bentley might not understand that at the moment, but the stronger he grabbed the sand in his hand, the faster it leaked. Or, he might understand the truth, but subconsciously thought that Caroline should only belong to him.