All Out Of Love novel Chapter 248

"Are you hurt?"

The hand around her waist seemed to be aggressively plundered.

"Honey, you will feel better soon."

She was forced to look at him, but his eyes were full of gentleness even if he was still angry.

Hypocrisy and tenderness were two of his usual tricks.

How could she be moved?

As she put on her hands on his shoulder, she felt her body become lighter and lighter, and her vision became blurred.

After that, he took her to the bathroom.

When he held her and kissed her in the shower, she felt powerless, but her eyes were cold and rejective.

"Carlos, do you know what you just did? Violence! "

She couldn't say a word anymore. Carlos held her in his arms, but suddenly laughed wickedly and coldly.

"Celia, what are you talking about? Do you know what force is? "

He held her up and smiled even more evilly.

Celia Ling only had one boyfriend, Ron, in the past few years.

Others had been together for many times and were quite close.

But for Ron. She felt uncomfortable. He wanted to kiss her, but she refused him for various reasons sometimes.

Celia Ling even had a strong aversion to getting along with men, especially intimate ones.

She remembered that Christmas night, when her classmates were drinking together, she was a little tipsy, as if she was carried to bed.

Then, when she opened her eyes again, what she was scared of happened. She saw that Ron was kissing her.

Ron was not as gentle as usual. The heavy breath of his kiss smelled like a strong sexual sense, which frightened Celia.

Only a kiss was enough to make her completely unbearable.

She began to push him away and beat him. Without hesitation, she picked up whatever she could get and threw them at him.

Looking at the trembling Celia, Ron finally let go of her.

Later, when he gently touched her forehead, she pushed him away.

Such an action of rejection stunned not only Ron, but also Celia.

She had never thought that she would reject him so much.

However, people's instinct was like this, and her body rejected the touch of this man.

Later, they were still a couple, but they only seemed to be a nominal couple.

After getting along with each other for such a long time, their intimacy was only limited to kissing forehead, holding hands and hugging.

Celia was also bothered by such situation. She even wondered if she was ill.

It seemed that she could not be his normal girlfriend.

Until she met Carlos...

After endless tangles, she seemed to get rid of the initial rejection. Even if she was rejected mentally, her body could not help doing that.

After hearing his words, she couldn't help saying.

"Carlos, I will sue you!"

Although the girl's voice was soft and delicate because of the pain.

But Carlos knew that what she said was true. The way she looked at him was so cold. She was not joking with him, nor was she a coward who would reject him.

She wanted to sue him.

Moreover, in the extreme mood, she changed a more unpleasant word, saying that it was rape.

Celia was stunned. From the man's action, she knew what was wrong.

Closing her eyes, she fell into despair completely.

It seemed that her words completely irritated Carlos. From the Mo Clan to the late night, and finally to the early morning.

He took the divorce agreement that Celia drew up from a lawyer and leafed through the pages.

Finally, the more he looked at it, the more annoyed he felt. So he fumbled for a cigarette from the coffee table in the living room, held it in his mouth and lit it on the terrace with a lighter.

Grace came in with a first aid kit.

Looking up, and seeing the master on the terrace, she was slightly shocked.

In the early morning, Carlos was standing by the French window of the first floor, with a cigarette between his fingers. Surrounded by the smoke, his handsome face was especially gorgeous. And he became indescribably sexy after he just quit from the lovemaking.

Carlos' eyes darkened.

The divorce agreement on the terrace table was refreshing by the night wind.

Smoking, Carlos seemed to have realized something. He suddenly sneered in a sarcastic tone.

In the first quarter of the moon, the moon was cold and chilly. The night wind raised a corner of his shirt, revealing the ferocious scratch on the side of his waist. There was a wound on the arm that had rolled up the sleeves that was still soaked in blood, obviously just a bite mark.

Grace didn't come forward. She could feel Master's loneliness, just like what happened when she first came here.

His mood was so low.

It seemed that others didn't need to feel it on purpose but they can feel it.

Finally, she sighed, put down the medical kit, and then walked away.

On the table of the terrace.

The lawyer's letter was divided into two copies. On the divorce agreement, there was a signature: Celia Ling.

Frowning, Carlos ignited the pages until they were vanished.