PopularNovelChapter 242
Scarlette stumbled back a few steps, finding herself pinned against the sleek
black car.
"Nicholas, that's enough!"
With a cut on his lip from her slap, Nicholas casually licked the blood away. "Scarlette, | heard you're bringing
Morgan to meet your folks?"
Scarlette's chest rose and fell as she clutched the car door frame.
"This is my business, | don't owe you an explanation."
She took a deep breath, her voice softening. "We're going to be family soon. Don't look at him like he's your
enemy. You're going to have to call him 'brother-in-law.""
Nicholas chuckled darkly, his eyes clouded with intensity.
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Scarlette felt a hint of fear from his unpredictable nature and frowned. "And stop being so informal with me. Call
stop acting like a kid."
Before she could say another word, Nicholas grabbed her wrist and pushed her into the car.
Her head hit the seat, leaving her dizzy. Before she knew it, he was on top of her.
"You playlike a toy. When you want to pushaway, I'm just your ‘little brother, but when you need me,
you cling toand call'husband.' How many truths are you hiding?"
The car door slammed shut, and in the cramped space, his presence felt overpowering.
The car's interior was roomy, but when Scarlette tried to get up, he pressed her down by the chest.
She took a deep breath. "I've told you so many times, that night was a mistake, | was drunk."
Nicholas leaned in closer, his hand moving downward, parting her clothes.
She gasped, trying to push him away, but he held her firmly.
"Nicholas!"
He pulled back his hand, smirking as he examined his fingers. "You say one thing, but your body tells a different
story. Is Morgan so useless he can't satisfy you?"
Before he finished, Scarlette slapped him again.
His head snapped to the side, five red marks blossoming on his cheek.
Scarlette felt a pang of guilt and pain. They used to be so close, incredibly close. She thought his clinginess was
just childhood affection, never expecting him to feel this way.
That night, she really was drunk, but he wasn't. Did he really not know whose nshe was calling?
She rubbed her temples, her heart softening as she gently touched his face. "Does it hurt?"
They'd grown up together, and even if he were just a pet, there would be feelings. But to Scarlette, Nicholas was
like a brother. She never had any other thoughts. Nicholas let out a cold laugh. "Might as well slapto death."
Scarlette knew his sharp tongue well. She rummaged around the car for a first aid kit but found none, so she
resorted to using her hand to massage his cheek.
Since that incident, she'd been avoiding him. But Nicholas seemed to misunderstand, keeping a close watch on
her, affecting her social life, and treating every man around her as a threat.
When things fell apart, people around them couldn't believe it. They'd say, "Isn't Nicholas just a doting little
brother?"
As she massaged his cheek, his hands wrapped around her waist, taking advantage of the closeness.
Scarlette sighed in frustration. "Nicholas, stop being so stubborn. We're not kids anymore."
It had been three years since that incident, and they both needed to move on.
But Nicholas refused. When she left the Greenard family, he deliberately made things difficult for her, using
childish tactics to steal her clients.
For those three years, she had been constantly on the run.
Her position in the Greenard family was already awkward, and if anyone found out about their indiscretion, her
reputation would be ruined.
If she truly loved Nicholas, she might not care about such things. But she didn't love him.
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