I Am the Sweetheart of Mr. CEO

Chapter 736 - 733: Shameless CEO (3)

Just as she picked up the disposable chopsticks, a large hand reached over. He took the unopened chopsticks from her, separated them, and carefully inspected them for splinters. Kris Cooper then picked up a piece of green vegetable with the chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He chewed for a moment, his brows furrowing."It tastes awful."

She pursed her lips, not saying a word. Irritated, she snatched the spare chopsticks, broke them apart, and put a few grains of rice into her mouth.

While chewing her rice, she saw his long legs move around the coffee table. Then, the sofa beside her dipped as he sat down next to her.

She took some rice, and so did he. She picked up vegetables, and he did the same. He even snatched a piece of green vegetable she had just picked up.

Vera Wave had reached her limit. She slammed her chopsticks down with a CLACK and turned to glare at the man beside her.

"Kris Cooper, what on earth do you want?"

"Nothing much," the man replied, reaching over to pluck a grain of rice from the corner of her lips and popping it into his own mouth. "Just eating!"

"If you want to eat, then eat! Why are you eating my food?" she yelled, exasperated.

"We’re husband and wife. Why draw lines between yours and mine?"

Having said that, he reached out again with his chopsticks to pick up another piece of vegetable for himself.

"Fine, you eat!"

She stood up, grabbing her purse, and headed for the door. He rose from the sofa and followed, draped only in a bath towel.

Her gaze swept over his bare feet, and Vera Wave whirled around.

"What... What on earth do you want?!"

He looked at her calmly, a drop of water from his wet hair still clinging to the tip of his nose.

"Wherever you are, I’ll be. Wherever you go, I’ll go. If you don’t come home, I’ll follow you always."

"You..." She was so furious her hands started to tremble. "Do you find this amusing?"

"I find it very interesting."

She gritted her teeth and turned to leave, opening the security door. He actually followed her out, barefoot and still wearing only the bath towel.

She couldn’t stand it anymore. Turning, she walked back, and he still followed. She headed for the bedroom, intending to lock him out, but he grabbed the doorknob first.

She was no match for his strength, and he forced his way in.

She tossed her purse onto the bed and sat down, frowning. He turned sideways to sit beside her and spoke in a low, soft voice,

"Honey, come home with me, okay?"

"No!"

She retorted, huffing, and turned her head away.

The man remained unfazed. Lifting a strand of her long hair with one hand, he leaned in, his lips brushing her earlobe now and then.

She endured it for two seconds before her heart began to pound uncontrollably.

Standing up abruptly, she gritted her teeth and glared at him.

"Don’t you get it, or what? I don’t like you! I don’t love you anymore! I don’t want to be with you! Do you understand or not?"

"I don’t understand!"

Kris Cooper stood up. His tall figure instantly seemed to envelop her. Meeting his gaze, she felt an inexplicable wave of guilt and quickly lowered her eyes.

He lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him.

"If you don’t like me anymore, why did you care that I showered with cold water? If you don’t love me anymore, why did you call Kate Palmer, so concerned about the Peacock River project? Tell me!"

"I... I just... I just don’t want to be indebted to your family."

"Really?" He leaned closer, his face near hers. "Then why do you feel something when I kiss you?"

"Who said I did? I didn’t feel anything at all!"

Her sharp tone was an attempt to mask her panic.