章節 33: Going out to dinner
Christopher took some time to come back to his senses. "Abi…" He murmured, realizing that she was not inside the room. He suddenly felt empty in his stomach.
Such a sensation was unsettling. It gave him the impression that he had lost something valuable.
He dashed out of the room and saw her leaving. He ran up to her and stood directly in front of the main door, blocking her path.
Abigail was determined. She wouldn't stay here when he was so suspicious of her.
"Leave my way," she said.
"No… You are not going anywhere," he stated unequivocally.
"I have no reason to stay here. Your parents are right. This marriage should end. I am not suitable for this family… for you…" Her voice broke at this point. "Vivian is perfect for you."
"What nonsense! Why do you bring her up? Hiss…" He wrinkled his nose in annoyance. "Why are you even saying all this? Do you think I will leave you?"
He grabbed her arm once again and snarled, "I married you to keep you by my side forever."
His voice was deep, full of authority. His demeanor exuded possessiveness.
"I will never leave you. Try to run away from me… I'll bring you right back here. I don't care if I like you or not. You are mine, and that is all that matters."
He held her head and kissed her. His kiss was fiercer than hers.
Abigail was out of breath. Her entire body went numb. She felt as if she would stumble and pass out.
"This is to remind you who you belong to," he said, releasing her. "Go get ready. We are going out."
Abigail remained rooted there, numb. Her heartbeat could be felt on her lips.
Christopher held her hand and took her to the bedroom.
Abigail followed him in a daze, her mind replaying the kiss he had just given her. She had not closed her mouth yet as if she had been relishing the sensation of his lips on hers.
Something hit her in the face, jolting her back to reality.
It was a dress.
She held it and looked around, only to discover that she was inside the closet.
"You have got fifteen minutes to get ready." He walked out.
Abigail was still in a daze. She, however, put on the dress and paired it with stilettos. She applied light makeup and went out in reverie.
The sudden, fierce kiss was what was going on in her head.
She was so disoriented that she forgot to bring her purse with her. Her phone was also left in the room. Her befuddled mind was incapable of comprehending that the weather was cold and that she needed to bring her overcoat.
Christopher had not returned to normal yet. He was still mad. When he saw her walk down the stairs, he went out. He didn't even properly check her.
Christopher's Bentley was running down the road in the next few minutes.
The silence gradually calmed him, and his mind recalled the events that had occurred at home.
Abigail had kissed him unexpectedly, and he had then kissed her in a frenzy. All of this was unplanned and unexpected.
He had first kissed her on that drunken night six months ago. He again kissed her this evening. But he had not savored the feeling this time either.
Christopher subconsciously brushed his lips with his fingers, glancing at her.
Abigail was static in her place as if she were a statue. Her eyes were transfixed on the road ahead. Her fingers were interlaced in her lap.
It was only then that Christopher noticed her sleeveless red wine dress. He vaguely remembers picking out a red dress and tossing it on her. He hadn't realized the dress's neckline was a deep V-cut at the time.
Her cleavage was on display.
Christopher couldn't stop looking at her again and again. Every time his eyes went to her cleavage.
He regretted selecting that dress, thinking the other men would look at her lustfully. He was irritated. There was another feeling in his heart that he couldn't put into words.
He wasn't sure why he felt that way. Didn't he resolve that he would never be intimate with her again? How could he think that way?
He had forgotten what he had vowed. He had kissed her and then desired to have sex with her!
Surprisingly, he didn't feel bad about it. Instead, his desire grew stronger.
He wiped his chin and tried to focus on the road.
They arrived at the restaurant, where Christopher had already reserved a table.
He led her inside, his hand on her lower waist. His eyes moved to her back unwittingly, and he realized it was a backless dress.
Christopher suddenly felt a headache. He didn't remember buying her such provocative dresses and figured out she had purchased all such designer, sexy outfits the day she went shopping with Britney.
'Britney…' He ground his teeth.
"Where is your overcoat?" He finally broke the silence.
"Hmm?" Abigail realized she hadn't brought any warm clothing with her. She looked down at her hands, which were empty. She had no purse or phone.
"I forgot," she murmured.
"Forgot…" He grunted as he took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders.
He escorted her to the corner table and pulled the chair out for her in a gentlemanly manner.
"You should be aware that the weather is chilly. Why are you so careless?"
"I will be more careful," she said docilely, not wanting to irritate him further. She had had enough arguments with him for an evening and didn't want to start another one.
She had also decided to inform him of her training at the Essence Concierge. So it was best if she didn't do or say anything that would anger him.
Christopher was pleased with how obedient she had become, in contrast to her defiant attitude. He would never be angry with her if she always obeyed him. His mood improved as he took his seat and checked the menu.
A waiter soon came and took the order.
"And pistachio ice cream for dessert," he added at the end.
Abigail raised her head and looked at him in surprise. She didn't expect him to remember that she liked to eat pistachio ice cream. She was now more determined than ever to tell him everything.
The waiter left.
She pursed her lips and then released them, nervous. "I need to tell you something," she murmured.
Christopher peered at her, curious as to what she had to say.
"You wanted to know why I was meeting my old friend these days. It's because…"
Abigail stopped talking abruptly, her pupils dilating. Her entire body tensed. The next minute, she sprang to her feet and ran away.
"What?" Christopher was dumbfounded.
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