His Domineering Lover

Chapter 97

Sean threw the phone aside. "Tracey, I know I'm guilty for you. I also want to do something to make up for mistakes."

"Making up? How do you gonna make it up?" Tracey raised her eyebrows and asked.

"I want to protect you and don't let you get hurt again. Before I investigate those who chased you tonight I won't let you be home alone."

"So..."

"So you can go to my house tonight. Don't worry, I won't do anything else, I just want to ensure your safety." Sean clarified his purpose.

Tracey would also investigate it. If not clear about the truth, she might be getting in danger again in the future.

"I don't need your protection."

"Anyway, I won't stop the car." Sean also said affirmatively. The car drove all the way to his villa. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

He held her into the villa. There were two pairs of slippers at the door, and one of them was for women.

She would not be so narcissistic to think that the slippers were prepared for her. Obviously, this was Rachel's.

Sean hurriedly took a new pair of slippers from the cabinet. "This is for you. It's new."

Tracey found that the decoration in the house was almost the same as before, no big change.

She remembered that she used to come here to do homework. They were the heirs of their family business, so they usually had to learn more things than peers.

It was exactly the reason why college courses were so easy for her, they already finished all the college courses when they were in high school.

As the successor of the Sheng family, Sean had treated himself strictly since he was a child. Tracey originally thought that he was just working hard, a little bit different from other ordinary rich kids.

Later, she knew that all the efforts Sean made were for surpassing Adam, the person who was truly known as a genius.

Now looking at the decoration of this house, in fact, it was similar to the style of Adam's villa. Sean had already taken all of Adam's preferences as his own.

Without realization, he had gradually become another Adam. Although he had focused on surpassing him, he would finally just follow Adam, like a shadow of him.

"Tracey, what are you thinking about?" When Sean saw Tracey's thoughtful look, he was quite curious about her mind.

"Nothing, I just remember I often do homework here." She said, then casually sat on the sofa.

"I helped you solve the problems you were confused." When Sean talked about the past, he became very excited.

"It's all the past." She didn't want to continue their memory.

Sean's face froze for a while but soon recovered. "Tracey, are you hungry? You used to like the noodles I cooked."

'Tm not. I'll stay here overnight. Can I live in the guest room?" She was familiar with this house, so she went straight to the guest room.

She used to stay here a long time ago, but she found her room was locked. Sean came over.

"No one was allowed to enter this room after you left." Sean opened the door, he always did cleaning for it every week.

Rachel wanted to come in more than once. He didn't want to change what the room looked like after Tracey left, so he always kept it locked.

This is a pink bedroom, which in the same style as her room in Sean's hotel, she liked such a style so much before she was 18.

A complicated feeling flashed through her eyes. "Okay, I know. Please go out, I want to take a shower."

"Okay." Sean left.

Tracey thought that she had already let go of her love for him, However, when she was in these places full of memories, her eyes were still filled with tears.

She looked at all the dolls in the room and the clothes she liked in the wardrobe. If nothing had happened between she and Sean, she may still be his little princess.

Her mind was getting more and more chaotic. She rushed into the bathroom, drenched in hot water, and squatted on the floor.

Standing outside the door, Sean also fell into sadness. "Why did God have to torture me like this?" He was helpless.

After taking a shower, Tracey swept away all the disordered emotions she had, her eyes returned cold.

Since it was impossible going back, why not fully focus on revenge?

Opening the wardrobe, Tracey picked a white nightdress with deep V- neck, which revealed her beautiful cleavage.

She possessed everything that all women envious for. There was a bar downstairs. She went down.

Sean went downstairs after washing up. He saw Tracey was sitting on the stool, drinking the wine. She sat there casually, with her legs crossed each other.

Her skin was white like snow. She elegantly picked up the glass, took a sip of the wine, and her soft hair was lazily scattered behind.

Just a side look had already taken Sean's breath. He slowly approached her and said, "You didn't like drinking before."

Indeed. At that time, Tracey would be drunk after drinking a whole glass of wine, so she would never drink any wine only if it was necessary.

"Things will change. Do you want to drink together?" Tracey turned around and raised her glass to him.

Seeing her raising her head, the neck, the collarbone, and her cleavage, every movement of her was quietly giving temptation.

"Okay, I'll drink some." Sean sat next to her.

Sean was also self-control. Usually, he would not take one more glance at other women even they were naked. However, now the woman next to him was Tracey.

His beloved one. He had no way to look away from her. She was still giving off a faint scent of body shower.

The fragrance of wine spread in Tracey's mouth. She squinted her eyes, sure enough, it was good wine.

Over these years, no matter if she was happy or not, she liked drinking. She could drink much more than before, also, she acquired a good taste of wine.

She has a kind of special charm. Sean felt that he was crazy. Last night, he had dreamt of her a whole night.

He dreamt that she forgave him and return to his arms, he even dreamt of something intimate that happened to them.

When he woke up, he found that it was just a dream. But now she was sitting beside, It was not a dream.

"It's good." Tracey finished a glass of wine. When she was about to refill, she thought that she had promised Adam that she would not get drunk without his presence.

When Adam's face emerged, the wine suddenly tasted not so pleasant. Tracey put down the glass, thinking if Rachel would come here tonight.

If she didn't come, Tracey would have wasted time staying here. By the way, she could prove that if the punks in school had any relationship with her.

Just as she was thinking, the doorbell rang.