novelraw Chapter 1035: You... I Really Want to Slap You Twice
Chapter 1035: You... I Really Want to Slap You Twice
Thomas Fisher suddenly pulls Alice Turner back into his arms, but to his surprise, she doesn’t struggle; she just looks up at him quietly.
"I’ve made up my mind, completely made up my mind now." Seeing that she isn’t struggling, he tightens his arms around her, holding her even closer.
"But now I don’t want to kiss you, I mmm..."
Thomas Fisher suddenly lowers his head, sealing her lips with a kiss, swallowing the rest of Alice Turner’s words. One hand tightly holds her in his arms, while the other is clasped around the back of her head, preventing her from dodging him.
Alice never intended to struggle, nor did she intend to avoid the kiss, because earlier she wasn’t angry at all; she was just pretending to be mad at him.
The woman in his arms not only doesn’t struggle to reject him, but she also responds to him, and suddenly Thomas realizes that the woman in his arms was never angry; he’s been deceived by her.
But what a good trick, what a clever trick.
He holds the woman in his arms even tighter, kissing her more passionately, more fervently.
It is only after a long time that the kiss gradually comes to an end.
Alice lifts Thomas Fisher’s hand, with a watch on his wrist, to check the time. There’s still time, but she can’t continue to stay with him like this; if she does, who knows what he might come up with next.
"You hurry back to the dining room and eat; I’ll wait for you in the living room." She tries to withdraw her hand to head to the living room, but he holds onto it tightly, refusing to let go.
"I want you to join me for the meal." Thomas Fisher is not negotiating with Alice Turner about this; he is notifying her. After saying it, he pulls her back to the dining room.
Since earlier, he hasn’t let go of her hand; even as they sit at the dining table, he still holds onto her hand.
Alice looks down at the hand tightly held by Thomas Fisher and follows that hand up to look at him, "Do you plan to keep holding me like this? Not planning on eating?"
If he keeps holding onto her like this, who knows how long it will be before she can leave the house today.
"You’ll feed me."
Thomas Fisher not only doesn’t let go of Alice Turner’s hand, but even holds it tighter, as if the moment he lets go, she’ll suddenly disappear.
As he speaks, he uses his other hand to push the bowl of porridge in front of him towards her, "Whenever this bowl of porridge is finished, that’s when we’ll leave for work."
Imitating her earlier threatening tone and manner, he turns sideways to ’threaten’ her.
"You... I really want to slap you twice."
Alice raises her injured left hand, really swinging it towards Thomas Fisher’s head, but she doesn’t really hit him, stopping just a centimeter away from his head.
"My hand is hurt, I can’t feed you." Her left hand suddenly changes direction, waving in front of him; she doesn’t believe he’d really want her to feed him.
Seeing this situation, Thomas Fisher frowns slightly, how could he have forgotten that, "Alright, that’s enough for today, once your hand is better, you’ll make up for what you owe me today."
He pulls back the bowl he had just pushed in front of her, still holding her right hand with his left, not letting go. One hand is enough; drinking porridge and eating buns don’t interrupt each other.
"Hurry up and eat, stop talking nonsense, if you keep this up, we’ll both be late." Alice looks at the man with displeasure, urging him to hurry up and eat. She’s genuinely worried that he’ll keep talking on and on, and then being late won’t just be her concern.