I Only Want You novel Chapter 110

"I..." Elizabeth opened her mouth and blushed. She didn't know how to fight back.

Didn't she say that she didn't? But judging from her behavior just now, it was indeed a little inappropriate, too intimate.

If they were relatives or lovers, it would make sense. But they were just a couple with fake marriage!

Her feelings for him were somewhat complicated. It seemed that she liked him, but it was also like he was her rescuer that she can depend on. But as for James, maybe she shouldn't have done that.

The hand that helped him button up was a little hot. And that heat rushed through every part of her body, and her heart was thumping. She's excited and embarrassed.

"What? You what?" James finally restored his wits from the long daze. He suddenly felt refreshed, so he began to roar in a swaggering manner—

"All right! You're getting bolder now! How can you touch my precious body? Aren't you afraid of your shaking hands might hurt me?"

"How is it? My chest muscles are strong, aren't they? It's not worse than the male model in your school, is it?"

"How can you not be attracted by my beauty? You are exposed, aren't you? Today, I am here to tell you clearly that don't try to seduce me!" Upon hearing this, Elizabeth could no longer hold it back. She wanted to refute, "Hey! I..."

James reached out a hand to stop her from saying what she wanted to say. "Don't talk! Let me finish my words!"

"Do you understand what kind of relationship we have? Ah? Don't think that you can destroy my defense line just by buying me a piece of clothes! I'm a disciplined young man, understand?"

Elizabeth blinked her eyes and looked at him who were babbling. It took her a long time to come to her senses.

"I don't... I'm just..."

"Ah! Elizabeth! How dare you argue! Didn't you just..." He muttered, in such a low voice that no one else could hear.

Elizabeth leaned to one side and wanted to listen carefully. "Hmm?"

But at the moment when she raised her head, she suddenly widened her eyes and looked at James with suspicion and curiosity. "Gee?"

"Why are you so excited?" James grunted arrogantly and cleared his throat.

She stretched out her hand and pointed at his face. "Your face is so red!" He said that she was not shy, but why did he blush?

James didn't expect that she was "gee" because of this. Immediately, he felt as if he was a thief caught and exposed on the spot. His heart collapsed. Suddenly, he's flustered.

He stared at Elizabeth for a few seconds before he roared, "Elizabeth! You... you... you..."

"You" had been repeated several times, but he didn't come up with anything more. He glared at Elizabeth fiercely, patted his head irritatedly, and quibbled "I don't want to talk to you!" Then he turned around and left.

"Bang"James, who had just turned around in a hurry, bumped hard into the water dispenser behind him.

He hit the bucket so hard that it fell to the ground with a bang. The water spilled all over the floor. The pair of cloth slippers on his feet were not spared, and even his trousers were wet.

James closed his eyes in annoyance and went crazy.

What's wrong today? First, he was ridiculed by Elizabeth, and then he hit the water dispenser and he's in a mess now... Damn it!

James gritted his teeth ferociously, "Hurry up and clean it up. Why are you standing there like a fool?"

He didn't want to stay any longer and went upstairs. Oh no, it seemed that he fleed in a panic.

Elizabeth's shocked when the bucket was knocked over. Now she was stunned by his roar and then she shook her head helplessly. She knew he's fidgeting, which was cute!

Suddenly, she wanted to play a prank on him. She shouted at James's back, "You look handsome."

James almost stumbled and then managed to stand firm. Then he cursed in a low voice and walked faster, and soon disappeared from Elizabeth's sight. "Bang —" The door of the bedroom was slammed close, and it could be seen how bad his mood was at the moment.

Elizabeth burst out into laughter. After laughing for a long time, she took a mop to clean up the battlefield that he had just left.

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It's time for dinner, James had not come down yet. Elizabeth had to go upstairs and ask him to go downstairs for dinner.

At this moment, James had changed into clean clothes. He leaned against the sofa chair with his hands holding a cigarette. The rising smoke did not diffuse his depression.

Suddenly, he heard someone knocking on the door. He sat there, still in the same position. He didn't open the door or make a sound.

"Alas! He just reaped what he sowed!" He stood up in annoyance and went straight to the balcony, trying to calm himself down by the night wind.

When he finished a cigarette and popped it out, he saw a dark shadow slowly approaching him.

In close observation, he saw that it was a basket that had been tied to the rope and was lowered down slowly from the third floor.

James's stunned. He poked his head out and looked up, only to see on the other end of the rope was Elizabeth slowly lowering the basket down. At this moment, when she saw him, she stopped and then waved at him.

There was a pure and innocent smile on her face. It seemed that she didn't expect that he was standing there, and she was surprised by his unexpected appearance.

It was that smile that mesmerized him into a daze.

He remembered that when he was young, after he fought with Benjamin and Isaac, he would be punished by his father and grounded in his own room. One time his dad was really pissed off and he was beaten and not allowed to have food. His mother had thought of a way to send him food.

The same way as she was doing now. Her mother tied the basket and put the food in it.

He was really hungry at that time, unbearably hungry. He thought that he could endure that one night if he simply closed his eyes and slept. But could he really fall asleep so easily when he was so hungry?

He didn't know how long it took, he heard something hitting the window, and then he found that his mother had lowered the basket down to him. He untied the basket and poked his head out, only to see his mother waving at him with a smile, just like what she did now.

He returned back from his memory when the basket was lowered to where his hands could reach.

He looked at the basket and then looked up at her. She pouted at him and motioned him to take off the basket.

He couldn't tell what the emotion in his heart was, but he knew that it was neither anger nor irritability. He couldn't tell what it was.

When he entered the room with the basket, he hadn't cleared up the strange feeling in his heart, but the smell of the food made his thoughts more confused.

He opened the lid of the basket, and the first thing he saw was her handwriting—sticky note!

On it, there was a little boy, who was wearing a shirt and a pair of trousers, standing there with a proud expression on his face. Next to him, a little girl put her palms together and muttered, "I shouldn't have laughed at you just now, but for the sake of such delicious food, shall we reconcile?"

After looking at it for a while, he raised his eyebrows and said with disdain, "You want to reconcile with me? You think it's a good idea!" Although he said so, his hand had already taken the phone over and slid open the screen lock. He found Elizabeth's WeChat and sent her two words —okay with emoji showing arrogance. Elizabeth, who had just gone downstairs, looked at the message and grinned.