His Dangerous Love

Chapter 69 Feeding Her

Chapter 69 Feeding Her

This posture stirred up memories of last night, and Elianna, who had just been dealt with, didn't dare to resist.

She felt a surge of anger but kept it to herself, staying silent.

"You've got quite the temper,"

Jefferson appeared to be in a good mood and didn't seem to mind, he applied a bit more pressure on her with his hands.

Elianna frowned and uncomfortably twisted her body.

"Wanna do it?" Jefferson chuckled with a hint of mockery.

Elianna realized what he was referring to and attempted to sit up, bracing herself against the armrest.

But just as she started to rise slightly, her shoulder was firmly pressed down.

"Don't be naughty!"

His voice was clearly tinged with impatience.

Thinking about her purpose for today, Elianna sat back down.

The chair beneath her was swiveled halfway to face the table. "You haven't eaten yet. Just have some food."

"He finally remembered that I hadn't eaten yet." Elianna thought to herself.

"I don't like leftovers,"

"Well, there's something fresh."

Jefferson was referring to the home-cooked dishes Kenley had brought.

They were stored in thermal meal boxes, so the food was still warm.

There were several small dishes, elegantly presented and colorful. Kenley even shaped the carrots into flowers. It seemed like she had put in a lot of effort.

If Kenley knew that after all her efforts, the food ended up in Elianna's stomach, she would probably be furious.

After all of these things, Elianna started to feel hungry. She ignored the man below and began to eat her delayed lunch.

The dishes had a slightly sweet taste, and Elianna felt a bit cloying after a few bites. She reached for some water, but her hand was intercepted by Jefferson.

He reached his hand over her chest and twisted open the cap of the mineral water bottle before bringing it to her lips. "Have a drink."

Elianna wasn't quite used to this kind of care and attempted to take it from him. "I can do it myself."

He shrugged his wrist, causing the water in the bottle to splash over his front.

"You..."

Before she could finish her words, the bottle was brought to her lips again.

"Be a lamb. Have some water."

She couldn't refuse and had to open her mouth.

Jefferson fed her with a playful smile.

After a few sips, Elianna didn't want any more water, but Jefferson kept pouring.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

She couldn't swallow all the water, and some trickled down her lips, flowing down her neck, further soaking the already damp area.

Seeing that he was about to pour more, Elianna struggled and managed to snatch the water bottle from his hand.

In the tussle, most of the water spilled over her.

"Jefferson!"

She jumped up from him, glaring at him, "Is it fun to play tricks on me?"

Jefferson raised an eyebrow, looking at the woman in front of him, whose entire front was soaked with water. The fabric clung to her body, making her look incredibly enticing.

"I just saw Kenley like this and wanted to see how you'd look."

Jefferson looked her up and down with a wicked smile on his face. "It's quite eye-catching." Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

Elianna had had enough of his teasing and immediately went to grab her bag from the couch without saying a word.

Just as she reached for the doorknob, she was forcefully turned around.

The man pinched her chin and lifted it, "Are you crazy?"

"You are the crazy one."

Elianna, for once, showed some backbone.

If it were someone else talking to Jefferson like this, they might have been thrown out the window or suffered something else.

But Jefferson couldn't help finding it a bit amusing when he saw Elianna pretending not to be afraid but clutching her shoulders so tightly that her collarbones almost locked up.

Obviously, she was scared to death yet daring to stand up to him.

He moved his hand that was pinching her chin downward, taking hold of her delicate neck.

Under his thumb, the pulse on the side of her neck throbbed, growing faster and faster.

Elianna stiffened all over, wondering if Jefferson might actually strangle her.

He probably wouldn't take it that far.

Jefferson noticed the change in her and leaned down to look at her.

"What else could I do? I'm quite angry now."

After a struggle, Elianna's attitude softened slightly. She whispered softly, "I'm angry too."

Jefferson chuckled, lightly tapping her wet clothes.

"Come on! Let's be a little reasonable. It's just one piece of clothing."

Elianna nearly rolled her eyes. This was definitely not just about a piece of clothing.

But he had given her an out, she'd better take it. Otherwise, she would be the one to suffer in the end.

She pouted. "It was clearly you who messed with me."

Her voice was soft, sounding like a blend of complaint and coquetry.