“What?" Sarah continued to stare at him in disbelief and continued, "You want me to be your girlfriend?"
"Well, isn't that what you always wanted?" Charles looked at her.
Sarah was in shock and didn't know how to respond. After a long time, she answered, "You're not joking?"
"You think I'm joking?" Charles stared at her. Although he looked like he was still playing, his tone was serious.
Sarah looked at him for a long time, with hundreds of thoughts rushing through her mind. Didn't he always humiliate her for pleasure? Why did he give in to her so quickly? It was all so confusing. Why has he now decided that he wants a romantic relationship with her? Or, was this just another cruel way of teasing her?
This man was so abominable. He never made her happy. Her fist gradually clenched, and her eyes became colder. She said coldly, "Are you going to humiliate me in a new way? You just want to get my heart, and then throw it away, don't you? Do you think that humiliating me to satisfy your amusement is funny?"
It had never occurred to Charles that she would react like this. She was so neurotic. He had revealed his true feelings and wanted to start from the beginning again, but her reaction made him angry. He said aggressively, "Is that all I am to you, just a bad guy without a conscience?"
Sarah stared at him without responding, trying to determine whether his words were true or not.
Charles felt so angry. He shook his head and said, "Well!" Then he raised his hand and swore, "My words are all true, do you believe it?"
Sarah was still unsure if she could trust him.
Finally, Charles said, "I have told you. If you don't trust me, I won't force you to stay. If you really want to resign, I won't stop you anymore. Just don't live to regret giving up such a good job and an excellent boyfriend." Saying this, he turned around to leave the office.
Sarah hesitated, staring at his back. She was totally at a loss. After all, she still loved him. She misunderstood him, so she said something hurtful. To her surprise, he was so sincere. If he really left, she would be sad. However, she didn't know how to call him back.
Unexpectedly, Charles stopped and then turned around to look at her, "Are you going to resign? Are you sure?"
Looking at him, Sarah didn't know what to say. She had already said those hurtful words, and now she was too ashamed to consider staying here.
"If you are hesitating, or, you don't know how to say it, then come here. If you come here, it means that you are willing to be my girlfriend."
Sarah still looked at him, unsure of what to do.
"I give you three seconds. One…" Charles stared at her and counted, "Two…"
Sarah finally plucked up her courage and said. "If you don't deceive me, I'd like to be your girlfriend." After saying it, her face became completely red.
Seeing her red face, Charles was about to laugh, but he held it back, saying, "Come here!"
Sarah walked towards him slowly. Charles immediately pulled her into his arms and asked, "Are you sure you want to be my girlfriend?"
Sarah was scared, but she didn't resist and said, "If you stop humiliating me, I am naturally willing to be your girlfriend."
Hearing her words, Charles smiled and then kissed her.
Sarah was surprised and wanted to push him away. However, before she could think, Charles pushed her against the wall, kissed her passionately. After a few moments, he let her go and smiled, "What an alluring woman you are!"
Sarah was completely shocked. She went to say something, but Charles interrupted, "I won't force you to sleep with me before you agree. But since you are my girlfriend, we can kiss, I suppose?"
Sarah was silent. It seemed that he really did respect her. It was, of course, reasonable for a boyfriend to kiss and hug his girlfriend. Furthermore, when he kissed her, she felt genuinely happy, and she liked that feeling. Sarah subconsciously touched her lower lip, recalling the kiss that they had just shared.
Charles observed her, smiled, and couldn't help but kiss her again. Sarah quickly pushed him away, saying, "Sir, we are in the office. There are lots of people outside. Besides, the door is open."
"You mean we can continue if I close the door?" said Charles as he slowly closed the door shut.
Sarah felt terribly shy, correcting him, "No, I don't mean that. Anyway, now we are in the company building. Please don't do this, and it's bad if others see us."
Charles looked at her, "What's wrong with that? You're my girlfriend now."
"Even if I'm your girlfriend, people may still look down upon it. If you want to do something with me, you should at least find a secret place."
Charles laughed mischievously, "Well, you say that I can do anything as long as it's in secret. I will remember that."
Sarah paused, unsure of what to say.
Charles stopped teasing her and asked, "No, working overtime today. Let's have a meal together. What do you want to eat?"
"I… anything is fine." Sarah was a little surprised. She had never thought that he would ask for her opinion. In the past, when she went out with him, he had never asked her what she wanted, so she had to eat whatever he ordered. Therefore, his attitude today made her uneasy. This was a rare opportunity. "We can eat anything I want?" she said.
Charles nodded.
"I want to eat some spicy food," said Sarah, assertively.
"Spicy food? No wonder."
Sarah was confused. "What do you mean?" she asked. "What's the matter with me wanting something spicy? Do you see me as spicy?"
"Usually, you are not," Charles replied. "However, when you resist me in the bedroom, you can be very 'spicy' indeed."
"Why are you always thinking about that?" Sarah asked.
Charles laughed out loud and answered quietly, "Not only that, but I also can't help but want to taste you."
Charles looked cool, overbearing, and fickle, but as a lover, he was surprisingly gentle. He respected Sarah's opinion and always made a decision based upon what she wanted. This made Sarah feel like a genuine connection with Charles might actually be possible.It had never occurred to Sarah that Charles could be so tender and gentle. When they went out for a date, Charles always let her decide what she wanted and never forced her to do anything she didn't want to do. Charles gave her the feeling of romantic love, so Sarah thought that maybe she had misjudged him before.However, sometimes she became suspicious, wondering whether Charles was gentle to every woman that he interacted with and not just her. Did Charles truly love her?She tried to gauge the answer from his eyes, but she was unable to read him. In her p
Sarah was stunned. She grabbed her phone and went over to her window. Charles was outside, standing in the middle of a burning heart-shaped firework. He saw her in the window and shouted, "Sarah, I love you! Happy birthday!"As it all began to sink in, Sarah realized that she couldn't possibly feel sorry for herself for both her sister and her lover had remembered her birthday and cared for her. Clearly, Charles had just wanted to give her a surprise. Suddenly, she began to cry. Hearing her cries down the phone, Sophia asked, "What's the matter with you? Why are you crying?"She quickly explained what was going on to Sophia and told her she would call her back later. Once she had hung up the phone, she ran downstairs to greet Charles.Charles smiled and opened his arms, waiting for Sarah's embrace.
Sarah had never worn such clothes before, so she was hesitant as to whether it was suitable to go out and meet Charles in this dress.From the outside, Charles asked, "Sarah, are you ok? Why not come out?"Sarah responded, "Ah, I'm ok." Then she opened her wardrobe and found a shawl. Although the color didn't match, it was a good way to cover her skin. Wearing the shawl, she dared to open the door and go out.To her surprise, Charles had prepared a candlelit dinner for her. The candle, the red wine, the music, all reminded her of a scene in a romantic film.Sarah was in shock, saying, "This is unbelievable. I am so surprised that you have prepared all of this!"Noticing that Sarah had emerged with a shawl on her shoulder, Cha
Sarah made no response. Then Charles gave in to his own desire. Sarah seemed not to resist him, or she had already fallen asleep and was unable to fight against him. He finally succumbed to all his wishes and kissed her entire body. At last, he put his penis between her legs and was ready to enter her. At this moment, he stopped. He held her face and asked, "Sarah, can I? Can I?" He began to sweat, and his voice became hoarse.Sarah slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man towering above her. She still seemed to be confused. Charles couldn't stop kissing her to relieve his hunger for her body, "Sarah, can I? Can I?"Sarah felt very comfortable and groaned. It appeared to answer him. Charles could no longer control himself; he started to find her vagina and went to thrust inside her. However, Sarah woke up at this point. She felt that something was about to
Recently, the company has been very busy. Charles seldom sent her flowers to show his love, even when he was in the office throughout the day. Sarah was also busy attending to her own business. They rarely had any contact with each other. It did, however, give her a lot of time to think about their relationship. After a lot of contemplation, she was able to see clearly that she could do nothing about their love except sigh and let it go.At this moment, her phone suddenly pinged. It was a message. She thought it might be Charles inviting her to have dinner that night; after all, she was about to get off work. However, it was an unknown number, saying: Are you free tonight? We can have a talk at Fairy Coffee House, 21:00.Sarah thought someone might have sent a message to the wrong person, so she just ignored it. After a few moments, another message was received
Sarah was stunned regarding this woman as a monster. She seemed so complex. From the beginning of their relationship, she had suspected that Charles didn't love her and maybe loved another woman, but she had no evidence. Equally, Charles's extravagant displays of affection had distracted her from her suspicions. However, today she was told directly by this woman that Charles didn't love her.This woman was dating Charles. Charles was cheating on her. What's more, it was consistent with Sarah's first instinct.Clenching her fists, Sarah felt devastated. She tried to keep calm and stared at the woman, "Why are you telling me this? Since you are Charles's mistress, we are now rivals. Do you think I will trust you?" Sarah was only able to mask her flurried mind by pretending to be stronger than she felt. She still didn't trust Charles. As long as there was any sugg
The thought that lingered in Sarah's mind was that she had seen a picture of a beautiful girl in Charles's wallet when she had helped him pack his things up. The picture was of a girl with short hair, who was wearing a high school uniform and looked incredibly cute and pure. At the time, Sarah had thought that the girl was his sister or some sort of relative, so she secretly put the photo back in his wallet. However, when Charles came in and noticed that she was looking at his wallet, he was very quick to take it away.Sarah asked him who that girl was, but Charles seemed a little nervous and answered ambiguously, "Why do you ask so many questions?"At the time, she didn't take his embarrassment into consideration, but asked curiously, "Is she your sister? When will you put my photo in your wallet?"Charles smiled,
Sarah began to question herself. Did she still wish to be the owner of Charles' heart? She laughed at herself, suddenly smiled, and cried again.Noticing the gaze of passers-by, she lowered her head, wiped her tears, and left quickly.Just after turning the corner, she felt someone grab her by the wrist. Turning around, Sarah found that the person who'd stopped her was Charles. He appeared to be anxious, and his eyes gave away a sense of anger. "Didn't I tell you to wait for me at the entrance?" Charles said sharply, "Why are you leaving alone?" After pausing for a while, he realized that Sarah was crying, so he softened his voice, "What's wrong? Why are you crying? What's the matter with you?"Sarah shook her head, "Nothing." She didn't want to say anything. Although inside, she felt terrible, she still didn't want