Contract Marriage With The Disabled CEO

Chapter 49

Chapter 49 How Many Sexual Experiences Do You Have?

Betty didn’t expect Kerwin to be so sure about it, her face burning. “How do you know?”

“I felt it last time.”

Betty froze for a moment before realizing he was talking about the last time when they almost had

sex.

At the thought of it, Betty flushed scarlet. She looked sideways at Kerwin and found he was looking

at her with a half smile.

Her face got redder. She couldn’t bear to get teased for that, gritted her teeth and answered back, “So what? Sounds like you’re very good in bed. Tell me about your sexual history! How many sexual experiences do you have?”

It surprised Kerwin that Betty, who was always shy, asked this bold question.

Right on cue, the elevator reached the first floor. Kerwin raised his hand, put it against his lips and coughed awkwardly, “Well, let’s get in the car.”

Betty asked him about his sexual history on a whim, but her curiosity was aroused when Kerwin avoided talking about it. She got excited and caught up with Kerwin. “Kerwin, answer my question. How many times?”

Betty was pretty stubborn. Once she was determined to get what she wanted, she would not change her mind. Thus, after they got in the car, she asked more.

“Kerwin, why not answer my question? Is it because you have a lot of sexual experiences? Do you keep having sex with the same woman, or different women?”

Kerwin sat in the car and felt lost for words.

He regretted discussing this subject with her, for it only got himself into trouble. He never thought Betty would be that talkative.

But…

She looks quite adorable now.

Betty put her head on his wheelchair and persisted with her questions. Looking at her shining eyes

and pink cheeks that were puffed out, Kerwin couldn’t help bending to kiss her forehead.

The sudden kiss caught Betty off guard. His kiss felt like a fire that burned her face. She instantly

straightened up and fell back into her seat.

Her reaction was out of his expectations. He said with amusement, “This little trick is quite

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Betty glared at him but stopped inquiring.

After having some fun with Kerwin, Betty, who was irritated by Jeffrey, got much better and drifted

into sleep by the window.

Seeing that Betty fell asleep, Peter could no longer repress his urge to speak and said in an undertone, “Mr. Martin, I got some new information about what happened to Mrs. Martin two years ago.”

Kerwin was looking at Betty’s sleeping side face. At Peter’s words, Kerwin tilted his head and asked with a grim look, “Did you find out that guy?”

“Yes.”

“Where is he?”

“I’ve locked him up. Mr. Martin, how are you going to handle him? Do I need to find someone to

teach him a lesson?”

“Huh?” Acruel smile lifted the corner of Kerwin’s lips. “He deserves more than a mild punishment.

After sending Betty back, you go over with me.”

Peter’s eyes turned sharp. “Roger.”

After the car arrived at the Martin family, Betty woke up and rubbed her eyes. Then she heard

Kerwin say, “Betty, go back to sleep first. I have some things to do with.”

Betty was baffled but nodded, “OK, come back soon.”

Getting out of the car and watching Kerwin’s car diminishing, Betty couldn’t help but wonder whether Kerwin went to see his mistress at this late hour.

Kerwin was a good kisser. It made sense that he had dated a lot of women.

This thought made Betty feel uncomfortable.

Betty was surprised at the shift in her mood.

What was going on with her? She shouldn’t be bothered by how many women Kerwin was involved with. But why did she feel upset over it?

Betty pressed her hand against her chest. She suddenly realized that she started caring about Kerwin.

In the suburbs of the western district.

In a deserted plant, a well-preserved old man was tied to a chair. He seemed more than dead than

alive after being tortured. His eyelids were saggy. He struggled to raise his hand only when the

warehouse gate was open.

Watching the wheelchair getting close to him, that old man froze for moments and finally realized

who was coming. He struggled to open his mouth, “Mr. Martin. You’re really Mr. Martin. I don’t know what I did wrong. I beg you to forgive me!”

Looking at the crinkled skin and plump figure of the old man, Kerwin felt his anger rise.

Damn it!

Did such a nasty man sexually assault Betty two years ago!

Thinking of the scene where this old man was on top of Betty, Kerwin could no longer control his

anger. He wheeled his wheelchair to that old man, raised his hand, and clutched that old man by the

throat.

“Tell me,” Kerwin said in a low and cold voice, sending shivers down the man’s spine, “Did you rape a female student at Century Hotel two years ago?”

Two years ago?

Century Hotel?

The old man nervously recalled the past and came to his senses. He shivered and said in a quivering voice, “Mr. Martin, you misunderstood me! I didn’t make it two years ago!”

He didn’t make it?

Kerwin was taken by surprise. He loosened his grip. “What do you mean?”

The old man was scared to death and hurriedly explained what happened back then.

“Two years ago, a person pimped me out to a virgin and female student. After I had dinner, I went back to my bedroom and wanted to play with that girl. All of a sudden, several men in black rushed

out and threw me out!”

“Men in black?” Kerwin squinted.

“Yes, I didn’t know who was behind them, but I could tell they were quite anxious. I guessed their

boss was somebody. I was too old to fight with them, so I could only give up.”

Kerwin tightened his grip suddenly and shot daggers at the old man. “Are you lying?”

“Of course not! I didn’t touch that woman. I didn’t even know what she looked like. I beg you to let

go of me.”

Knowing this old man wouldn’t deceive him, Kerwin finally let go.

“Take him away,” Kerwin said coldly. “Find out if he told the truth and question him about who pimped him out.”

“Roger.” Peter signaled his men to take the old man away. Then he looked at Kerwin and said in a low voice, “Mr. Martin, that’s great. That nasty old man was not the person that sexually assaulted Mrs. Martin.”

Kerwin remained expressionless and threw a cold glance at Peter. “Is it great that she was assaulted by any other man?”