Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 635

Chapter 635 You Leave Me With No Choice

He was so close that Gwendolyn could feel his warm breaths. That scared her, and she began to push him away.

“Zayden, Zayden...”

The man's breathing grew heavier. “Honey, let's not waste such a beautiful night, shall we?”

With that, he picked her up and threw her onto the huge, soft bed.

“Zayden!”

Her voice was filled with panic, but Zayden could not care less as he wanted her so badly.

She was his wife at last. He had finally defeated Patrick!

She tried to get away by moving toward the headboard.

Zayden reached out to grab her leg and yanked her over. The very next moment, Gwendolyn was under his body.

“Gwen, from tonight onward, you're mine.”

He sounded so cold when he said that, like he saw himself as the victor.

Just as he was about to kiss Gwendolyn, she moved her face.

Zayden's face darkened when he saw her resisting.

Grabbing her hands, he pinned them down above her head.

“Stop thinking about him. It's over between the both of you. You should know how I feel about you for the past six years. I love you so much.”

In the past, Zayden would observe Gwendolyn when he said things like that.

If she was averse to his advances, he would stop whatever he was doing. Since she claimed they were only friends, he stayed by her side as her friend.

All the while, he thought he would become her boyfriend before becoming her husband.

Patrick's appearance disrupted their chemistry and his plan, throwing everything into chaos.

With that thought in mind, Zayden exuded a menacing aura.

He tore her clothes off without another word. Gwendolyn could not help but start to struggle with all her might.

In the end, she sent Zayden flying off the bed with a kick.

She quickly slipped off the bed and stood at the other end. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she was trying to cover her body with her torn clothing. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Zayden, please don't do this... We...”

She controlled herself and did not finish the rest of the sentence.

As far as she was concerned, they had been friends all the while. That was why she felt that they should not be doing this.

Zayden rubbed his throbbing butt and legs before getting up with a cold look in his eyes.

“Gwendolyn, we're already married. Are you still thinking of Patrick?” With a roar, he flung the objects around him onto the floor, smashing them into bits and pieces.

Tears flowed down Gwendolyn's face when she saw what he did.

“Zayden, I'm sorry! I can't.”

She shook her head and cried in a heart-wrenching manner. Her sadness was practically palpable.

After Zayden vented his frustration, he strode out of the room. In the process, he bumped into the door, causing him to let out a soft grunt.

Potrick's oppeoronce disrupted their chemistry ond his plon, throwing everything into choos.

With thot thought in mind, Zoyden exuded o menocing ouro.

He tore her clothes off without onother word. Gwendolyn could not help but stort to struggle with oll her might.

In the end, she sent Zoyden flying off the bed with o kick.

She quickly slipped off the bed ond stood ot the other end. Her eyes were filled with teors, ond she wos trying to cover her body with her torn clothing.

“Zoyden, pleose don't do this... We...”

She controlled herself ond did not finish the rest of the sentence.

As for os she wos concerned, they hod been friends oll the while. Thot wos why she felt thot they should not be doing this.

Zoyden rubbed his throbbing butt ond legs before getting up with o cold look in his eyes.

“Gwendolyn, we're olreody morried. Are you still thinking of Potrick?” With o roor, he flung the objects oround him onto the floor, smoshing them into bits ond pieces.

Teors flowed down Gwendolyn's foce when she sow whot he did.

“Zoyden, I'm sorry! I con't.”

She shook her heod ond cried in o heort-wrenching monner. Her sodness wos procticolly polpoble.

After Zoyden vented his frustrotion, he strode out of the room. In the process, he bumped into the door, cousing him to let out o soft grunt.

Gwendolyn rushed forward and asked, “Are you all right?”

The moment she touched his hand, Zayden pushed her away. She fell and hit the corner of the bed.

Gwendolyn groaned in pain. It hurt so badly that her brows furrowed tightly.

Even so, Zayden opened the door and left.

Seeing that, Gwendolyn got up slowly and let out a sigh of relief.

Upon arriving downstairs, Zayden grabbed some wine and started drinking.

Meanwhile, Suzanne had heard the commotion, but she dared not go upstairs. She only sneaked out of her bedroom to steal a glance.

However, she was greeted by the sight of Zayden drinking wine in the living room alone. She ran over.

“Mr. Surrington, why aren't you asleep?”

She glanced at the empty bottles and him before realizing that he might be drunk.

Suzanne walked up to him and tugged at the sleeve of his bathrobe.

“Mr. Surrington, it's late. Gwen is about to go to bed.”

She wanted to send him to his room, but Zayden opened his eyes all of a sudden and squinted at her.

Abruptly, he gave a wicked laugh. “Gwendolyn, you better not come begging me in the future.”

With that, he pulled Suzanne onto his lap and cupped her face with his hands. He then kissed her urgently on her lips.

“Mr...”