Chapter 1541

Chapter 1541

John stated bluntly, “I’m in a bad mood.”

“And what kind of reason is that for tripping me?”

John smiled and explained as if it was the most natural thing in the world, “Because you're the reason for my bad mood.”

Sherry was at a loss for words.

She barely knew what to say as anger rushed to her head and remained there. After a while, she took a deep breath, then

without any warning, charged straight at him.

She was going to murder him!

Just when it seemed like she would tackle him with all her weight, John suddenly dodged to the side and vanished behind the

door.

Sherry tackled nothing but the air, her body continued to swing forward due to the momentum. She was going to crash hard

against the floor.

Moments before she crashed against the floor, she felt someone pulling her back and saving her from a fall.

She was yanked backward by this opposing force and swung into John’s chest with a loud ‘thump’.

Her head felt dizzy. She raised her head just in time to meet John’s dazzling eyes, and his seductive smile.

He was very smug. “Calm down, just ask nicely if you want a hug from me next time. | do appreciate the passion though.”

Sherry glared at him. “I’m going to kill you!” A hug from him was the last thing she wanted!

John smiled. “You're too embarrassed to admit it, | get it.”

Sherry rolled her eyes, then tried to push him off. “Let me go!”

John held onto her tightly and even made use of this rare intimate moment to feel up her waist.

Sherry was immediately alerted by this. She pressed her arms against his waist to try to put some distance between them.

John frowned.

Sherry scowled grimly and warned him, “Young Master Stockton, if you don’t let go of me right now, you're going to regret it.”

John mocked her. “What, with your measly strength?”

‘Hmmph. How dare you take me for a joke?

Sherry took it as a sign of challenge. She was going to put her all into her next attack.

Before she could even launch her attack, John lowered his head and planted a deep, sensual kiss on her lips, all within a

second.

Sherry was shocked by the boldness of his action, and she immediately began to fight him off.

John held on to her waist tightly. He lifted Sherry like a weightless sack by wrapping one arm around her thigh and palming the

small of her back with their other hand and carrying her to the bed while stifling her cries with his kiss.

She was flung onto the bed with a loud ‘thump’.

She was panicking and continued to struggle to no avail.

He was not going to let her off that easily. In the midst of the action, he pinned her arms behind her back and overwhelmed her

with sheer power.

After he had enough, he suddenly rose. A cunning look creased the corner of his voice and he said in a queer voice, “So, do you

want to try me again?”

Sherry felt a chill surge through her.

While she was being held down by him, traumatic memories from ages ago resurfaced from the depths of her mind. She

remembered every harrowing moment she was put through several years ago when John kept her locked up in this same house.

The powerlessness that washed over her just now was the same sensation that consumed her entirety back then.

When she looked into the man’s cruel eyes, she found herself weeping without realizing it.

She gnashed her teeth and tried to suppress the feeling. She felt the taste of bile in the back of her throat.

John noticed this and immediately softened the look in his eyes as he asked worriedly, “What’s wrong?”

Sherry stared at him, her eyes puffing red. “Are you going to force yourself on me again?”

John frowned and immediately removed himself from Sherry.

Sherry pulled herself off the bed without a word and quickly walked outside.

“Sherry,” he called after her suddenly.

Sherry only paused briefly before continuing her advance.

John took off his glasses and ruffled his hair, feeling flustered.

Just when Sherry was about to step past the door, he suddenly spoke up, “I was just teasing you, | wasn’t going to force myself

on you or anything like that.”

Sherry paused and cast a look back at John.

He put his glasses back on and said, “Don’t worry, although I’m beginning to have some feelings for you, | promise that | won't

do anything like that to you without your consent.”