Can't Resist the Billionaire

Chapter 44 You Are The First And Last

"I had planned to go to inspect the house tomorrow. But Mr. Murphy said she had time and asked me to

take you there to meet her!" Vincent answered lightly, but my heart was beating fast.

I said that I was not an ambitious woman, and had never seen great scenes. Last night when I heard

Vincent say that Mr. Murphy was a big shot, I was a little startled. Now that Vincent said he was

suddenly going to take me to see him at night, I was even more panicked. I even felt uncomfortable

even standing there.

"I, I think I should not go? Look at me, I would ashamed you if I go there!" I smiled dryly, and

euphemistically declined.

However, Vincent seemed to have made up his mind to bring me to Mr. Murphy. Not only did he not

take my words to heart, but felt that bringing me there was a very shameful thing.

"No, you look like you're in good spirits!" Vincent smiled like a fox, causing me to shiver. "And you're

not going to attend a beauty selection. There's no need to dress like that!"

Afterwards Vincent deliberately touched my hair and smiled mischievously. "It is enough for you to

show your most beautiful face on my bed. What if you get robbed by other men since you dress

yourself so well?"

I twitched the corners of my mouth speechlessly, "I know how I am, but I am not as beautiful as you

said!"

"No, you just do not know how charming you are!" Vincent's eyes suddenly flashed with an ambiguous

tenderness. He turned his head slightly, rested his forehead against mine, and said feelingly. "The first

time I saw you, I knew you were very beautiful. You were the kind of woman one could not forget at first

sight..."

His words of love were very emotional, which suddenly warmed my heart. I could not help asking in a

low voice, "So you fell in love with me at first sight?"

"Well..." Vincent's thoughts probably returned to when he first saw me. His originally bright eyes

became a hundred times more worried at those words. "Jasmine, I never thought I would like a human

this much. You are the first and also the last!"

Vincent lightly pressed a kiss to my lips, the kiss was extremely gentle. It was a tentative kiss. It had

nothing to do with sex. It was just a test of feelings.

I gently closed my eyes and felt the touch between his lips. At that moment I felt my heart was about to

sink. I sank completely in love with this man.

Women were probably emotional animals. Whoever was good to me, I'll lean on him. However, at this

moment, in my heart, I had only Vincent and his love!"

Vincent's kiss went all the way down, leaving a soft trail on my ear and collarbone that made my heart

pound. So I reached out and hugged his firm back tightly, feeling the happiness he brought me.

"Jasmine, I am not asking you to agree to marry me, but promise me that you'll always be my wife,

okay?" said Vincent to me in a pleading tone.

I couldn't help but say, "Hmm!" Then I completely sank into the extreme feeling that he gave me.

Although it was daytime, we had sex very happily. Vincent worked very hard and was much gentler

than before. Probably because of my cooperation and obedience, he was in a good mood, so he All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

showed great patience to me.

When he penetrated me and I felt the joy in my heart. I knew that the man on my body could also bring

me a different feeling.

This was a pleasure that Christopher couldn’t give me!

In the afternoon, Vincent asked people to send me the mobile phone and new card. Because my feet

hadn’t recovered yet, I couldn’t wear high heels. In order to match clothes, I can only continue to wear

jeans and sandals. But wearing them like a student sister, it doesn't taste good at all. I don't know if

Vincent will embarrass him if he brings them out.

I felt a little embarrassed and apologized to Vincent. But Vincent thought I had dressed properly in this

way. Maybe out of possesive love, he did not want me to dress too well. In fact, he would feel safer if I

dressed normally.

I found it a little funny. Was that Mr. Murphy a woman pervert who would each one he saw? If so, then

why did Vincent take me he was really a pervert or hooligan?

"If you are afraid I'll be kidnapped, how about I'm not going there?" I did not want to go, so I gave

myself a reason not to go.

Vincent smiled helplessly and pulled me out. "Do you think I'm willing? Mr. Murphy is my father's friend.

If I don't make it clear to him, it will be bad if my father finds out!"

I did not understand what he meant, so I asked doubtfully. "What has buying a house got to do with

bringing me to this person?"

Vincent smiled and explained simply, "It doesn't matter. He just said that he would take you to see him

last night. If you don't go, he will be unhappy!"

"You... You spoke to him about me yesterday?" I did not even know when it had happened. Why were

Vincent and the others talking about me? I was not his wife. Could it be that these men had nothing

else to do but compete with their mistress?

"Yesterday, when you called me, I was talking to Mr. Murphy about something. I told him the reason

because I left in a hurry. I promised to take you to see him yesterday. Don't be afraid. It's just a simple

meeting. It's enough to call Mr. Murphy!"

Vincent saw that I hesitated and knew that I was afraid. He comforted me gently, "Do not be nervous. I

did not want to take you to him, but you know his identity is very special. If I take you there, our

relationship will be different!"

The more I listened, the more confused I became. I knew his special identity. But Why was our

relationship different if I go with Vincent? What was his plan?

"What the hell do you want to do? Why am I getting more confused the more I listen to it?"

While we were talking, I had already left the hotel with Vincent. Vincent helped me to go down the

steps of the hotel step by step. Afterwards he explained to me once more. "Did not I tell him? Mr.

Murphy has a good relationship with my father. Thanks to him, I have taken care of him a lot. I figured

that if I introduced you to him, my father would definitely hear about the things that happened between

you and me. When the time comes..."

Speaking of this, Vincent suddenly laughed at himself. Then he shook his head and sighed, "Maybe I

think too much. Forget it!"