Can't Resist the Billionaire

Chapter 29 If you dare to divorce, I dare to marry you

Vincent himself was blocked by his own words and couldn't speak . He didn't know what to say to make

himself feel better. After a long pause, he suddenly said to me cautiously. "I like you, Jasmine, I really

like you!"

I opened my eyes wide, thinking that I heard it wrong, so I kept silent. Vincent probably thought that

there would be a surprise after he said these words. But after waiting for a long time, I just stared at

him like a fool and didn't say a word.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became dull. Seeing that I kept silent, Vincent shouted at me

again. "I'm talking to you. Are you stupid or deaf?"

"I am not stupid, and I am not deaf!" I awkwardly twitched the corner of my mouth and looked

speechless. "In this case, how many women have you told ?"

"Fuck, I didn't tell anyone about this, okay?" He was so angry that he lost his temper again. The glass

of the car almost exploded.

"Oh!" I really didn't know how to talk to Vincent for a while. After a long silence, I uttered a "oh" and was

about to open the door to the hotel.

However, just as I reached out my hand and touched the car door, Vincent suddenly reached out and

held my hand down. He stubbornly asked me. "I told you I like you, didn't you understand?"

"I got it. What do you want?" I sighed helplessly and withdrew my hand. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"When do you plan to divorce Christopher?" Vincent looked at me coldly without changing his

movements.

"I..." My eyes flashed. For a moment, I didn't know what to say to him. In fact, I hadn't thought about

whether I should divorce Christopher. There were many things that couldn't be solved with a single

word.

"What did you say?" Vincent turned around and placed his hand on my left hand. He gently held it in

his palm and said firmly. "I didn't touch you today. Actually, I'm not here to sleep with you. I just want to

know the result. When are you and Christopher going to showdown.

I pulled out my hand lightly, but didn't pull it out from the center of his palm. This time, I guessed that he

was serious, wasn't he?

"Even if I do, what can I do? Do you think Christopher will happily divorce me? He's counting on me to

earn money for him right now. If I leave, where will he go to get money?"

"Don't worry about that. If he doesn't agree, I have many ways to get him to agree!" When Vincent said

this, a scary evil spirit flashed in his eyes.

Frightened by the cruelty in his eyes, I couldn't help but blurt out. "Don't touch him!"

Perhaps it was because I was cheap, but Christopher and I had been in love for four years after all.

Even though he had done such a thing that had wronged me, I still couldn't let him go. I even imagined

that he was doing this, perhaps because he had some unspeakable secret.

But in fact, we all know that no matter how difficult it was. No matter what he had to do, it should not be

the reason to betray his wife!

Vincent never imagined that even now, I would still have to think for Christopher. His originally hidden

murderous aura had exploded at that moment. He had used to grab my hand but ended up grabbing it

ruthlessly. He couldn't have crushed my hand!

"Jasmine, Christopher is that good? You're not willing to give up on him even he treats you like this?"

Vincent was so angry that he was about to grit his teeth. The air in the car was filled with the aura of his

raging flames.

"No, I..." For a moment, I was at a loss for words. I didn't even know how to reply to him. That's right,

Christopher treats me this way, what am I still missing from him?

"Vincent, I'll tell you the truth. Even if Christopher and I divorce, I won't be able to stay with you!" That

was right. This was my true intention. I didn't love Vincent and couldn't see the future from him. Even if

I couldn't go with Christopher, I wouldn't stay with Vincent.

Because although I'm like this now, I'm not willing to degenerate and be someone else's mistress. I'm

not that kind of person!

There were obvious traces of injury on Vincent's face. He took my hand and gradually loosened it.

"Why?"

"I know you won't really marry me, and I don't have any expectations of you, so..." I chuckled and finally

spoke out my true thoughts. "Christopher treated me this way, so there will be an eye for an eye sooner

or later. However, this has nothing to do with you, do you understand?"

"Who said I wouldn't marry you?" Vincent finally found the reason why I kept rejecting him, and his

eyes suddenly flashed with hope again. "Jasmine, as I said, if you dare to leave, I dare to marry!"

"Vincent, it's not what you think. I..."

I really don't love you. I choked in my throat, but I couldn't speak for a long time. Vincent looked at me

persistently, waiting for my next words. I knew that if I didn't make it clear to him today, he would not let

me go!

"I don't love you!" These were four words. In fact, I had said them many times before. But today, I

deliberately said them seriously. I knew that today was definitely the best time to make Vincent give up.

Vincent's face darkened because of these four words. "Is this the reason you gave me?"

"...Yes!" I gritted my teeth and nodded firmly at him. "So you'd better let me go. We're really not

suitable. Whether Christopher and I will break up or not, I think that my future husband will definitely not

be you!"

"Am I really that bad?" Perhaps in Vincent's life, no woman had ever turned down his love confession

so rashly. So at this moment, Vincent must be in an extremely bad mood.

I was afraid that speaking too much would lead to his ruthless revenge, so I tried my best to be polite.

"It's not that you're bad, nor that Christopher is outstanding enough. It's just that we are impossible!"

"What do you want me to do to make it possible?" Even though what I said was very heartless, Vincent

still didn't give up.

"Vincent, don't be like this. We're really not suitable!" In order to completely disentangle himself from

him, I earnestly said to him. "You know, our beginnings are in a mess. If we continue to go on, it will

only make me feel sick. So, the best way for us is to disappear from our lives. Let's take it that no one

has seen anyone, okay?"

"Well, I see!" Vincent seemed to have finally understood my determination. After desperation flashed in

his deep eyes, he said to me coldly. "Get out!"