I Can't Stand It

His lips were a little cold, but his kiss was fiery.

With a domineering and unquestionable strength, his tongue pried her tightly closed lips and moved forward, sucking and plundering.

It swept across every inch of her mouth and controlled every breath she took.

Ann was unable to stop him, she continuously pounded on Phillip's chest with her hands. In the end, her entire body began to tremble.

Phillip felt a slight bitterness in her mouth, it was her tear.

His gloomy eyes were slightly clear and he stopped the French kiss.

He saw her tears, her trembling body, and the despair and pain in her eyes.

His heart tightened, and he quickly pulled Ann into his embrace, gently stroking her back.

"Sorry."

He had promised to give her time to calm down, but when he saw her go on a blind date with another man, even though he knew that it was impossible for them, he could not restrain the jealousy in his heart.

Yes, he begrudged. He begrudged every second Ann spent with another man.