Chapter 20 Not the First Time
Of course not.
William had never touched her from the beginning to the end, and Jessica, who had been chasing after him for ten years, naturally wouldn't let other men touch her.
But it was this kind of woman who had her first kiss stolen by another man.
God knows how much he had wanted to strangle her at that moment, and he was equally jealous and crazy.
"Mmm --" Jessica widened her eyes in shock, subconsciously trying to retreat, but was held tighter by William, who kissed her deeper, pulling her tongue into his mouth to suck, trying to wipe away all the traces and breath left by other men on her body.
"Taylor, if you want David Thompson to be locked up in the police station for the rest of his life, you better keep resisting," William bit her ear and said word by word.
Like being cursed and unable to move, Jessica trembled and closed her eyes, allowing William's hands to stroke her body, and her clothes to fall off one by one.
One night of passion, full of romantic and seductive atmosphere.
The next day, Jessica slowly opened her eyes and saw William standing by the French windows making a phone call.
William's tone was icy as he spoke, "Uh-huh, continue to detain him. For how long? Well, he will remain detained for the duration that befits an economic criminal. I want to see him disgraced and ruined."
Jessica was shocked, quickly got out of bed, but accidentally pulled on the pain between her legs and collapsed on the ground.
"Mr. Davis, what do you mean by see him disgraced and ruined? You promised me last night that as long as I moved into your villa, you would let him go," Jessica questioned, as she couldn't care less, enduring the pain as she climbed up from the ground and grabbed William.
Thinking back to last night, William's eyes were full of coldness.
"When did I ever say that I would let him go? You're my wife, isn't it only natural for you to move into my villa?" William said, clenching his fists tightly, "Moreover, what makes you think that if David Thompson slept with my woman, I could still let him go?"
Jessica trembled all over and immediately understood what he was saying.
Last night, she didn't bleed...
But David had never touched her, and her hymen was not --
Jessica's face turned pale, and her voice was on the verge of tears, "This has nothing to do with David. He has never --"
"Enough!" William interrupted as he pushed her away. His charming face was already filled with immense anger. "Who touched you has nothing to do with me, Taylor. A shameless woman like you who is unprincipled and fickle, I feel disgusted even touching you!"
William felt like he was insane last night!
He should have agreed to her request to die and freed her and himself from this mess since she first mentioned it.
Such a woman was full of lies.
She said she had loved him for ten years, but in a blink of an eye, she stopped loving him.
She said she had been chasing him for ten years, but in the blink of an eye, she was already playing around with other men.
He had never seen anyone like her, a woman who stabbed him in the heart repeatedly!
After speaking, William left without looking back, as if looking at Jessica would stain his eyes.
The moment the door slammed shut, Jessica felt like all the strength in her body had been drained. She collapsed on the ground, covering her eyes and crying uncontrollably.
She had always been suppressing her emotions, so she had never experienced the kind of satisfying release that came with wailing and sobbing.
But so what? Her heart had still been torn out and trampled on, each step like a fresh wound bleeding anew.