Chapter 153 Love and Hate
Chandler snapped and lost all sense of rationality! He wanted to show Erin through his actions that even if she wanted to resist, it would be futile.
For a full half an hour, shreds of Erin’s chiffon dress scattered in various corners of the car. Her suppressed crying filled the entire back. seat. Even the driver in the front could laintly hear it. The sound of her sobbing was heartbreaking and pitiful, but as Chandler’s driver, he had no right to intervene, nor did he dare to.
The driver had parked the Rolls–Royce steadily in the courtyard of a villa at a winery.
The sensible and shrewd driver quickly got out of the car and hurried into the villa’s hall. He whispered a few words to the female housekeeper, who seemed to be in her forties or fifties, in the hall. Instantly, she nodded in understanding.
Meanwhile, inside the car, Chandler was a ruthless predator, and Erin continued to be a helpless victim.
Her enraged eyes shimmered tears of sadness that pierced into the bone. In a hoarse and alluring voice filled with cold disappointment, she uttered, “I hate you” 1
Chandler looked down at the woman who was forced into submission, feeling an asphyxiating pain in his heart. He felt as if they’d returned to that past relationship. Fleeting waves of regret and fear passed through his mind several times. Nevertheless, when he thought about Erin’s resolute choice to leave him, the fury deep within crept up and swiftly enveloped his restless and uneasy heart like ivy climbing up a wall.
Erin closed her eyes and endured it, lamenting that she and Chandler were cursed in their damned relationship. She didn’t know how much time had passed; she only remembered that she passed out at the end of Chandler’s ravaging.
Later that night, when Erin woke up again, she was still in Chandler’s embrace. She was so exhausted that she could barely keep her eyes
open.
Gradually, the memories of those beautiful romantic moments became blurry in her mind, and Chandler’s touch made her feel disgusted.
She suddenly gritted her teeth and said, “Chandler, even if I am pregnant, I’ll abort the child!”
Erin’s words struck Chandler like a barrage of arrows, pinning him in place! He was startled and immediately got up from the bed. He couldn’t see her facial expression clearly, but her words brought the entire bedroom to a freezing point.
Erin didn’t see the tear that rolled down Chandler’s cheek as he turned and left.
Following his sudden departure, she instantly sat up and started searching for her clothes. Groping around in the dark, she found the light switch and turned on the lights. She saw a doorway not far away, and her intuition told her it was a walk–in closet. 1
As she walked over, the sensor lights automatically turned on, and with a swipe of her hand, the doors of the wardrobe slowly opened. After opening it, she was momentarily stunned to see that half of the clothes in the wardrobe were women’s clothing. Erin checked the
sizes of these clothes.
She couldn’t help but wonder if they were Alana’s clothes. But when she looked at the sizes, she found that they were all in her size–even
the shoes were her size.
Alana had a tall and curvy figure. Based on her experience, Erin estimated that Alana should be roughly a medium size.
Were these clothes all prepared for her by Chandler?
Chandler, who had left and come back, stood silently about thirty feet away from her at that moment. He was wearing a pair of white
casual trousers.
His messy short hair gave him a somewhat wild and unrestrained look, and his face, as beautiful as a Michelangelo sculpture, was even more captivating. Smoke seeped out from the corners of his lips, and there was a cigarelle between his slender fingers.
The words Erin had said to him earlier chilled him to the core. When she said those words, he was extremely infuriated as blood rushed to his head, clouding his judgment. He was genuinely afraid that he would accidentally strangle this woman whom he loved and hated. When this thought crossed his mind, Chandler suddenly felt powerless in the face of destiny–he’d unknowingly fallen in love with Erin. 2
Gazing at her body that held a fatal attraction to him, Chandler suddenly asked, “Erin, you didn’t mean what you just said, did you?”
His voice made Erin’s heart race. She casually grabbed a dress in front of her and put it on herself; she couldn’t be completely naked.
The flustered way she put on clothes made Chandler snort. “I’m familiar with every part of your body. Every part of it is engraved in my
heart.”
Blushing, Erin turned around and asked, “Where is my bag? Where did you put it? I’m leaving!”
His face fell immediately. “You plan to go back at such a late hour? Erin, do you have any common sense? You only know how to throw tantrums like a little girl without any regard for your personal safety.”
Chandler’s mere presence annoyed Erin greatly at that moment. “I don’t want to argue with you. Just tell me where my bag is.”
Her bag contained her wallet and phone. She could call Holly to help her book a taxi.
Chandler’s gaze turned frosty. “Stop making a fuss. You can sleep in the bedroom. I’ll go to the guest room. We’ll leave when it’s daylight!”
He turned around and ignored her, walking straight ahead.
“Give me my bag back now! If you don’t. I’m just going to leave like this!” Erin walked in his direction huffily.
Chandler frowned slightly; he was getting annoyed at this unreasonable woman. Without another word, he grabbed her arm and dragged her toward the bedroom. Erin resisted and struggled, but he lifted her up and threw her onto the bed forcefully. She hit the bed hard and
felt a bil dizzy. When she regained her senses and tried to react, his strong arms forcefully pressed her back down.
Chandler’s face hardened as he commanded, “Go to sleep!”
Naturally, Erin didn’t listen. She tried to get up using both her hands and feet, but Chandler’s strength was overwhelming, rendering her
unable to move even an inch.
“Why are you so unreasonable, Chandler? You shameless scoundrel!” She couldn’t hold her tongue and cursed at him.
To her immense surprise, the man pressing her down had suddenly fallen asleep without any warning. Erin listened to the even breathing
coming from above her head. The situation was so absurd that she was at a loss for words.
“Wake up, Chandler! Hey! Are you a pig? How can you just fall asleep like that?” Erin was exasperated and didn’t know whether to laugh or
cry.
She didn’t want to lie in the same bed with this man!
But how could she escape when he kept her locked in his embrace? His body was like a wall of steel.
After trying more than a dozen times to no avail, Erin resigned herself to the situation. After all, she was a weak woman with little to no physical strength. She couldn’t compare to the tall and strong Chandler, not to mention his terrifying combat skills.
When Erin finally exhausted all her strength, she inevitably fell asleep.
Once she was asleep, Chandler, who had been restraining her, suddenly opened his eyes. He gently moved his limbs away from her body and covered her with a silk blanket to prevent her from catching a cold in the air–conditioned room.
Supporting his head with one hand on his pillow, Chandler looked at Erin thoughtfully, his eyes seemingly chilly but subtly revealing tenderness. His fingers lightly stroked her cheek, and the delicate and smooth sensation was transmitted to the depths of his heart. His voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
“Erin, what should I do with you?”
