She murmured his name under her breath, seemingly discontent with his pause.
The sight of her parted, ruby lips was irresistible to him.
Marcus couldnât help but lower his head, yearning to ki*s her once more.
Suddenly, a sharp slap landed on his handsome face.
Regaining her senses, Melissa felt a mixture of embarrassment and anger.
She hastily wrapped herself in the bed sheet and spat, âMarcus, you jerk.
â
Marcusâ eyes betrayed no emotion.
Touching his cheek, he spoke slowly.
âI havenât been slapped since childhood, let alone by a woman.
Melissa, how many times have you slapped me so far?â
Melissa attempted to rise and speak, but he pushed her back down.
Their positions were awkward, yet he showed no embarrassment.
Unable to bear it any longer, Melissa turned her face away.
Her cheeks flushed, and her voice quivered as she protested in a delicate yet determined tone, âIâm here to discuss business with you.
â
Marcus reached out and handed her a receipt.
After glancing at it, she was taken aback.
Marcus pressed her body against his and whispered, âYou took the pill.
How did you conceive Matthew?â
Melissa continued to study the receipt.
After a moment, she regained her composure and comprehended Marcusâ questioning.
With all her might, she pushed him away and tore the receipt to shreds.
Her voice turned icy as she declared, âIt was all a ruse.
I didnât really take the pill.
I intentionally make myself conceive your child, aiming to seize the Fowler familyâs assets one day, which will be my revenge on you.
Does that satisfy you, Mr.
Fowler?â
Melissa scrambled out of bed, intending to flee.
Tonight was truly not the appropriate time for such discussions.
However, after just a few steps, he captured her and flung her back onto the bed.
It was evident he intended to interrogate her right then and there.
She couldnât shake the feeling that something was seriously wrong with him.
She attempted to kick him, but he swiftly grabbed her foot and twisted it painfully.
The agony nearly brought tears to her eyes.
Marcus showed no remorse whatsoever.
Closing in on her, he locked eyes with her tear-filled gaze, sneering.