Only you in my love

Chapter 843 Crazy Thoughts

Michelle felt his hot breath on her face. It reeked of alcohol. She wanted to escape, but Tim was

blocking her way and she was backed against a wall.

Her body stiffened, but she stood her ground. In a low voice, she said, "You're different from Leon. I

don't want your money or your life!"

"How am I any different from him? Leon likes you, and I like you, too. I can give you whatever he can.

How are we any different?" Tim's hand shot out and he held her firmly by the chin.

Michelle winced slightly. Leon had told her that Tim liked her, but it didn't really sink in until now.

Tim telling her upfront was different from when Leon told her. "You like me?"

Staring into her eyes for a while, Tim finally admitted, "Yes. I have liked you for a long time."

"But why?" Michelle shrank backward, the cold wall pressing into her back. Then, it dawned on her. "Is

it because I saved you?"

Tim kept silent for a moment. Of course, that was part of the reason. But mostly, it was because she

made him feel warm, something no one else could make him feel.

He had been living in a complicated world full of coldness and wickedness. Naturally, he was drawn to

her purity and innocence.

He had a lot to drink that night. He tightened his grip on Michelle's chin and forced her to look up while

he leaned forward.

He wanted to kiss her and more.

His imagination ran wild.

Michelle was no longer an inexperienced girl who knew nothing about sex.

Tim was clearly advancing in a predatory manner.

Only Leon could touch her—no one else!

Shock and anger overwhelmed her. Before she knew what she was doing, she planted her foot firmly

on top of his and, with all the strength she could muster, kneed him in the crotch. He doubled down in

pain, giving her an opportunity to get past him.

She did it all in one swift movement.

This wasn't the first time she'd done this. While she was abroad, she had encountered a guy who tried

to assault her, but she had kicked him in the groin, too. However, this just made him angry, and if it

weren't for Peter coming to her rescue, Michelle shuddered to think of what might've happened.

After all, she was a petite girl; any strong man could easily overpower her.

Tim groaned in pain.

This was her chance. She tried to scramble to the door.

Tim took half a step back and clenched his fists, enduring the pain. Blue veins popped out on his

forehead and his eyes burned with rage.

Seeing that Michelle was about to open the door and escape, he narrowed his eyes with anger. 'Does

she dislike me that much?'

Michelle managed to open the door a crack before a huge hand shot out and slammed it shut.

She jumped back in fear.

"What are you going to do?"

She trembled at the sight of Tim's looming face. Scared out of her wits, her lips parted in an attempt to

scream for help.

However, before she could so much as squeak, another hand reached out and clamped onto her

mouth.

Michelle tried to scream but found that she couldn't even breathe. Her eyes became watery and tears

started streaming down her cheeks.

"Hmm!" Her muffled voice sounded from underneath Tim's palm.

"Shh, don't even think about shouting for help. I'm not going to hurt you." Looking at her tearful eyes,

Tim's heart sank.

He didn't understand why Michelle was so afraid of him. The first time they met, she was so scared that

she accidentally dropped her camera. Even the second and third time they met, she still looked scared.

But why? Hurting her was the last thing he wanted to do.

She gave herself up wholeheartedly to Leon. Why wasn't she willing to give him even a little?

She had always treated him like an acquaintance. She could talk to him with ease, but she never truly

opened up in front of him. She couldn't even accept the red packet he gave her.

To sum it up, she never gave him a chance.

Michelle's eyes were wide with fear and her tears flowed freely now. Tim softened his tone and said,

"Don't make a sound, okay? I'm going to let go of you if you promise not to shout. I'll let you go if you

nod.

Michelle, I really like you. I'll give you anything—even my life. Just like me back, please.

I'll give you my life as long as you like me."

The man who was ruthlessly cruel just now suddenly seemed pitiful and weak.

Michelle locked eyes with him, and the rims of her eyes were red. She nodded, then shook her head in

response to his two questions.

Disappointment flashed through Tim's eyes.

He removed his hand and then covered her mouth again. "I'll let you go if you promise you'll like me."

"Mmm?" Michelle's eyes widened with surprise.

'Didn't he say he would let me go as long as I didn't make a sound?

What's the matter with him?'

She decided to stop struggling at that point. She just locked eyes with her captor defiantly, and she

started blinking furiously, as though to say, "Fine! Do what you want, but I'll never like you!"

She might've been a petite girl, but no one could match her stubbornness. They made eye contact for a

while before Tim finally gave in.

He sighed in defeat and muttered, "Forget it."

He let his arm drop and Michelle greedily drank in the air around her. His hand left a red, palm-sized

mark on her face, but it was already starting to fade.

She had been wearing a thin layer of lipstick, but now it was a mess.

The lipstick smudged all over her lips, making her look as though she had just passionately kissed

someone.

When Tim noticed this, he raised his hand to find an orange stain on his palm.

Then, his eyes went back to Michelle's lips and he swallowed anxiously, consumed with lust.

But Michelle didn't notice. She was busy trying to calm herself down, clutching her chest tightly. "I'm

flattered, but I already have a boyfriend. If everything goes well, Leon and I will be together forever, so

—"

"And what if things don't go well?" Tim interrupted. He didn't want to hear her reject him.

Michelle was stunned for a moment, and then smiled. "Well, maybe I'll have to spend less time with Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

him. But I'm confident we'll end up together."

"What makes you so confident? You come from two very different family backgrounds. Leon's parents

won't let him marry you, and your parents won't let you marry him, either." Tim spoke through gritted

teeth, and his eyes flickered with pain and anguish.

Michelle fell silent.

"Both of your parents are doing everything they can to stop you from being together. Can't you see?"

By now, he was desperate. He felt that, by telling her the harsh truths, she would finally give him a

chance.

But she had already known this.

She had known for a long time now that her parents didn't approve of their relationship.

They had never asked her outright what her relationship was with Leon, but it was obvious that they

were just pretending they didn't know about it.

Her father even had the audacity to ask Tim in front of her if he liked her, as though he was trying to

play the role of a matchmaker.

Even on Leon's end there seemed to be some obstacles. Why else would he have asked Nina to start

training her out of the blue? Their parents were probably trying to prevent them from being together.

Leon's parents might accept her as Nina's friend, but no their daughter-in-law.

Michelle raised her head to look Tim in the eye and said firmly, "Leon and I will work hard. Together."

Tim sneered bitterly but couldn't restrain his lust any longer. Before he knew what he was doing, his

hands reached up and cupped her face, and he leaned in and kissed her.