Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1330: This Way, You Won’t Leave Me Anymore, Right?

Chapter 1330: Chapter 1330: This Way, You Won’t Leave Me Anymore, Right?

What is he doing?

Willow Crawford blushed and quickly reached out her small hand to push him away, "Miles Linden, are you crazy? Vivi! Vivi is still watching at the door!"

Miles turned his head, and with a single glance, directed a killing look towards Vivi Xavier standing at the doorway.

Vivi was already stunned, oh my God, what did she just see? A classic scene from a romantic drama, wall bang... oh no, bed bang played out right in front of her; brother-in-law is really so handsome, irresistibly so.

She’s still so young, was it appropriate to have this scene played out in front of her?

Ultimately, someone as young as her had to endure all this.

Now, with Miles’ killing gaze shooting towards her, Vivi was so scared that she took a step back and quickly covered her eyes with both hands, "I... I didn’t see anything, you guys continue."

After saying that, Vivi turned and walked away.

Willow had hoped Miles would mind Vivi’s presence and let her go, but to her surprise, Vivi ran off first, "...Vivi!"

As if hearing her call, Vivi suddenly stopped and turned back. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Willow’s eyes lit up, she knew her Vivi wouldn’t just run off and leave her behind like that.

Vivi returned, extended her small hand, and directly closed the door to the room, "Sister Willow, brother-in-law, I’ll help you close the door so no one disturbs you, hehe."

Vivi’s smiling face disappeared along with the closing door, Willow, "..."

"Miles, don’t be like this, are you angry? Let me go, I can explain!" Willow struggled, feeling this pose was very awkward.

Miles effortlessly clasped her slender wrists with his long fingers, pressing them above her head as he looked down at her from above, "Alright, I’m giving you a chance, go ahead and explain it to me properly."

"I..."

"Who is that Quinn Young, and why do you call him ’senior’ so intimately? Willow, I realized you really have many seniors. It was him who sent you messages during school, right? Why did you lie that he was a girl, and when you went shopping with him, you lied that you already went home. And now, alright then, you said he is a teacher helping you with your homework, then tell me, why did you both end up rolling together? If I hadn’t shown up, what would have happened next?"

Willow intended to explain, but he rudely interrupted her and bombarded her with so many questions at once, forceful and harsh, leaving Willow suddenly at a loss for words.

"Willow, weren’t you going to explain to me? Why aren’t you speaking, are you mute now? Speak up!" Miles growled hoarsely from his throat.

Willow shrank back in fear, she had never seen Miles like this, he was really frightening.

Miles’ eyes were smeared with blood, looking sinister and fierce, his chest heaved up and down rapidly, like a runaway wild horse, he was almost out of control.

It was Willow’s first time seeing him so out of control.

"Miles, I..."

Willow tried to speak, but suddenly her vision went dark, Miles leaned down and directly kissed her lips.

What was he doing?

Willow had been forcibly kissed in the alleyway that night, seeing his current aura he was certainly going to repeat the offense, Willow immediately turned her head, avoiding his kiss.

Miles’ thin lips landed on her hair, and his handsome eyes closed as he began to kiss her hair.

Willow’s small face was flushed and pale by turns, what was he doing kissing her hair, was he some kind of pervert?

In the past he had also kissed her fingers, one by one.

Now their bodies were pressed together, he appeared slender in clothes but was muscular underneath, brimming with muscle and a modern edge, pressing down, so heavy that Willow felt she couldn’t breathe.

"Miles, let me go, get up, you’re so heavy, don’t press down on me!" Willow protested.

Miles held her wriggling little body firmly beneath him, "I’m pressing you down, and you find it heavy, but when that Quinn Young was pressing you down, why didn’t you find it heavy?"

Now in his mind, he could remember the scene of Quinn pressing down on her; he couldn’t bear to press her, that night he secretly did and soon left.

He was careful not to touch her because he couldn’t bear the thought of her with another man!

Willow’s eyelashes quivered; just now, it was only a second when Quinn pressed her, she hadn’t had time to think it through, but he was different, pressing her like this, her face grew redder, they couldn’t continue like this.

"Miles, are you... jealous?" Willow suddenly realized that he seemed to be jealous.

Jealous...

Those two words made Miles stiffen, he suddenly realized it too, he was indeed jealous.

Miles had never been jealous before, this was probably the first time, it turns out that the feeling of jealousy was so overpowering, making him lose control.

Willow looked up with her big watery eyes at him, "Miles, sometimes I find you so unfamiliar, when you’re angry, when you hit someone, when you’re jealous, and also when you’re silent, I don’t know what you are thinking."

Miles’ face turned so somber, it was almost dripping; indeed, she didn’t know him at all, she didn’t know what kind of person he was.

He had deliberately approached her, he would check her phone, track her location, his heart was dark and twisted, with a strong possessive desire towards her.

Just earlier, when he was driving the sports car, he nearly crashed, would have crashed her to death too.

Miles pursed his thin lips, then hoarsely asked, "Willow, do you like me like that?"

Willow shook her head, "I don’t."

I don’t.

She was quite sure, she didn’t like him that way.

Willow had grown up as a noble girl, a darling of heaven, in love and being loved, surrounded by privileged children of fortune, weren’t these people attractive, while she didn’t have a penchant for someone with a dark heart?

She liked Miles for being someone who stood up for her sister with a knife, a cool yet warm boy.

Miles knew she was telling the truth, if one day she discovered who he really was, nobody else would need to break them apart, she would leave him on her own.

The thought that one day she would leave him for another man, darkened Miles’ eyes, like two unfathomable small abysses.

Miles slowly released her wrists.

As soon as she was freed, Willow immediately thought of getting up.

But, Miles’ fingers moved down, suddenly landing on the buttons of her clothes, starting to undress her.

"Miles, what are you doing?" Willow’s pupils contracted, quickly covering herself.

She didn’t know what Miles was doing, nor was she prepared for it.

Miles didn’t have much of an expression as he looked at her frightful eyes like a little deer shrouded in mist, and slowly curved his thin lips into a dangerous smile, "Willow, like this... you won’t leave me, right?"