I pulled up the quilt and covered my upper body. Sniffing, I lowered my head and calmly reminded Charles, "What's the point of asking this? Charles, don't forget you're Rita's fiance."
Charles seemed to be annoyed by what I had said. Suddenly, he pulled the quilt like a child throwing tantrums and angrily said, "Don't mention that woman. It's just you and me now."
"Even if I don't mention her, we'll be divorced soon," I snapped back. I pretended that I did not care, but I felt stuffy in my chest.
Annoyed, Charles looked at me with narrowed eyes. Unfortunately for him, there was nothing he could do to me. I realized that even without Rita, we would still have problems between us.
At that moment, my phone rang in the living room. I avoided his hand and propped myself up to get out of bed. "Excuse me."
However, he pinned me to the bed and kissed my neck lustfully. "Say you love me," he commanded in a stern yet gentle voice.
His gentle demeanor changed in an instant, and he kept kissing me on the lips.
A feeling of an electric current ran through my body.
Meanwhile, my phone rang relentlessly in the living room. "Let me answer the call," I protested weakly.
Charles pretended not to hear my plea and just continued what he was doing.