Chapter 76 Your So-Called Self-Esteem Is Worthless
Chapter 76 Your So-Called Self-Esteem Is Worthless
Every time I hesitated, as long as he spoke, I knew that I would definitely compromise.
He was right. I couldn't afford rent now. Even though my father was doing well after the surgery, he still
needs a lot of medication to maintain his health. I was the sole breadwinner for my family.
Actually, I had a brother, but he was unemployed. He definitely wouldn't be able to help with my father's
hospital bills. It would be good enough if he didn't ask my parents for money.
So the financial burden of the whole family rested on me alone. I used to live a relatively easy life when
my father was in good health, but now my father's health was getting worse and worse, so I felt a little
overwhelmed.
"Since you can't afford it, listen to me. Your so-called self-esteem is worthless."
Brandon seemed to be able to guess what I was thinking. Just as I was hesitating, he said these words.
Although his attitude made me very dissatisfied, I had no other choice now.
"Thank you."
Although I knew what his purpose was, he did give me a place to stay after all. I was still grateful to him
in my heart. If it weren't for the apartment he bought, I might really have to sleep on the street.
He drove very fast. After a little more than ten minutes, he arrived at the Serpent Road.
He went upstairs with me. It was inevitable that we would have sex at night.
I wasn't really in the mood to do it with him tonight, actually. I had just quarrelled with Evie, and I was
feeling annoyed.
But this apartment belonged to him, and I couldn't drive him away, so no matter what emotions I had, I
could only swallow them.
After entering the door, I dragged my luggage into the bedroom to unpack. From today on, I was going
to live here. I didn't know how I really felt.
Brandon followed me to the bedroom. He ignored that I was trying to unpack and hugged me from
behind, kissing my neck.
I felt numb. I knew that this man must be in heat again. Every time he saw me, he wanted to have sex.
"Brandon, I'm still unpacking my clothes. It's getting late. I have to work tomorrow." Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.
I didn't push him away, but I still reminded him in a low voice.
After such a long time, I could understand his character. If I pushed him away, he would definitely get
annoyed. He was a person who takes advantage of the weak rather than the strong.
"You can also unpack your clothes tomorrow. You will live here in the future anyway. It doesn't matter
when you unpack them."
His slender fingers lifted a strand of my hair, and he kept playing with it in his hands. He had an
ambiguous smile on his angular face.
My heart sank. I knew that when this man wanted sex, there was nothing I could say that would deter
him.
I closed my eyes and sighed helplessly. I turned around and lay flat on the bed, and waited for him to
do what he wanted, hoping that he could finish it as soon as possible.
He didn't expect me to have such a reaction. Brandon raised his eyebrows and his voice became a
little hoarse. "Hollie, what are you doing?"
"Don't you want to have sex? Hurry up and finish it earlier. I want to rest."
I opened my eyes and looked at him.
I had thought that he would just pounce on me and do the deed quickly, but he didn't.
"Hollie, this thing is for both of us to enjoy. Why are you treating it like a task?"
His handsome brows were tightly knitted, and his deep eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.
"You also know that it's a process for both sides to enjoy. You want to have sex tonight, but I don't. If
you insist, what else can I do? I can only hope that you can finish it quickly."
How could this man have the nerve to tell me that doing that was a process for both sides to enjoy?
We had had sex so many times. Sometimes I initiated sex, but most of the time, it was he who wanted
it and I just had to obey.
"Hollie, are you trying to use my own words against me?"
His voice rose slightly, and there was already anger on his handsome face.
"I'm just stating the truth, am I not?"
I stared straight into his eyes and asked.
"Hollie, you are the most disobedient of all my women!"
Brandon strode over to me. His deep eyes were shining with a strange light, as if he would swallow me
at any time.
I was forced to endure his gaze. I didn't want to show weakness, but the dangerous light in his eyes
weakened me.
I shifted my gaze elsewhere and didn't dare to meet his eyes again.
I always compromised to his demands. How could he say that I was disobedient? Also, why should I
listen to him? We were just f*ck buddies, I wasn't his mistress.
He stared at me without saying a word, and his cold eyes, which were as dark as ink, were swirling with
anger. At this moment, he exuded a kind of dangerous aura.
I admitted that I was a timid person, so I backed down.
"What do you want? If you want to have sex, do it. I didn't refuse you. Am I not obedient enough?"
"I'll spare you tonight for the sake of your bad mood, but tomorrow night, I want you to satisfy me two
times over!"
His words surprised me, but I was glad that I had escaped tonight.
Wait! Did he just say that I would have to satisfy him two times over tomorrow night? Did that mean that
he would come here tomorrow night?
I looked at his face. After confirming that I was right, I wanted to cry, but my eyes were dry. My decision
tonight had just come back to bite me in the butt.
"I think it's better for you to come here less often in the future. Although you are not a celebrity, you are
still a public figure. If others see you coming here to see me all the time, won't our relationship be
exposed?"
Knowing that Brandon doesn't want others to know our relationship, I can only use this to block him.
"You don't have to worry about that. I know what to do."
On the surface, I said it for Brandon's good, but he seemed to be able to guess what I was thinking. He
glanced at me knowingly and said lightly.
In front of this man, no matter what I did, I couldn't gain the upper hand, so I stopped talking. I knew
that I wouldn't be able to change his mind no matter what I said.
I sighed helplessly, turned around, and tidied up my clothes again. Then he left.
After he left, I felt a lot more relaxed. But I still felt a little uneasy in a strange environment. I missed the
days when I was with Evie.
Although Evie was only my friend, we were like family. But now I'm not sure if the two of us can return
to how we were in the past.