A Love Rekindled (Nancy and Bruce) novel Chapter 87

Bruce uttered his command by my ear. And suddenly, I was being pulled by the waist and into his arms.

Then, I caught a whiff of that familiar fragrance, and my heart began to race.

I lifted my head in confusion and saw a fiery gaze in Bruce's eyes.

Was I seeing things?

Just a second ago, Bruce wanted to chase me out.

I took a step back and declined, saying, "Thank you. I… I'm fine."

However, my backing up only drew Bruce closer to me.

With every step I took backward, he arrogantly took a step forward. And at last, I found myself by the sofa.

There was no way for me to retreat further.

As Bruce stood before me, he fixed his eyes on me, and there was an inexplicable feeling of aggression coming from him.

He was too close. He was so close to me that I could see the bobbing of his Adam's apple.

"Mr. Harold, I should…"

However, Bruce didn't give me a chance to finish my sentence. Instead, he forced a kiss on me to shut me up.

His breathing was heavy, and he kissed me in an overbearing manner. It felt as if he was about to consume me, and my reflex was awakened in a flash.

Perhaps it was due to the alcohol, but the word "desire" flashed across my mind at that moment.

Then, my rationality started to slip away from me as he passionately kissed me.

This was overly ridiculous. But at the same time, it felt extremely real.

Then, right at that moment, I felt Bruce's touch around my wrist.

All of a sudden, my fading rationality came back to me, and I turned my head away, looking disgusted.

Bruce's body was still against mine, but he stiffened up when he saw the look on my face.

In an instant, all the passion between us vanished and only awkwardness and tension remained.

A moment later, Bruce asked, "Is this wristband that important to you?"

If I wasn't mistaken, he had wanted to remove the wristband earlier.

Then, I was reminded of that horrible scar, and my chest tightened.

"Answer me," Bruce said in a stern voice.

It was obvious that he was feeling more irritable now.

"That was a gift from Douglas. Is that why it's so important to you, Nancy? You can't even bear to remove it even when we're being intimate?" he mocked.

…

The next day, I got to the office in the morning, and the first thing I did was to contact the lawyer.

I wanted to discuss our next plan of action. And since we were unable to come to a settlement, we could only go by the books.

After hanging up the call, I turned around and spotted Cindy standing at the door.

She was staring at me. Then, in a surprised tone, she asked, "Are you really taking Bruce to court, Nance?"

I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry.

Yes, I intended to take legal action against Bruce. However, she was the instigator of this matter. How could she dare to look at me with such an innocent look on her face?

"What else should I be doing then?"

"Don't rush it, Nance. I have an idea." Cindy curled her lips up into a smile and continued, "Brucey and I booked a private room at Rico Restaurant for tonight. I'll send you the time and location via text in a bit.

"Later tonight, you should come over together with Mr. Irvin. Just say that it was a coincidence that you bumped into us. Then, we can sit down and have a proper discussion.

"What do you think about that?"

Cindy's suggestion came as a surprise, so it caught me off guard.

But then, she added, "Tonight is our three-month anniversary."