Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet

Chapter 784 Call It Off

Chapter 784 Call It Off

Who did she think she was to Felix?

She was allowed to stay here only because she begged him over and over again. Felix never really got

physical with her. What role could she play in this castle?

"Am I a guest? His girlfriend? Or maybe..."

Bella's face paled as if she suddenly thought of something.

Felix, however, laughed.

The laughs were bone-chilling, carrying an edge that Bella couldn't understand. Still, her instincts told

her it did not bode well.

Felix then said in a low voice, "Get over yourself. You're only staying here because I'm compassionate.

Just mind your own business. And we're not together. You're not good enough to be my girlfriend,

understand?"

Bella's face went pale.

Felix didn't want to waste one more second on her. He crossed the door and left without looking back.

Though Queeny tried to hurry up, it was already nine when she returned to the castle.

Having had nothing for dinner, she was famished. Thus, right after she got in, she asked Donald if there

was anything to eat.

Donald was surprised to see her back. He asked a servant to prepare some food for her, then looked

back at her and asked, "Why did you come back alone? Where is Mr. Bissel?"

Queeny was taken aback by this question.

She looked up at Donald, her eyes filled with confusion and her graceful brows slightly knitted.

"Felix? I wasn't with him."

Donald's countenance altered.

"But he went out to look for you."

Queeny's expression changed at once.

Donald thumped his thigh in anxiety and said, "He went out more than half an hour ago. He called you

several times but you didn't pick up. And he even skipped dinner. Then, he suddenly told me to get the

car ready and went out. I thought he had gotten in touch with you by now."

Queeny caught on to the situation. She looked away, deliberated for moments, then said, "Don't worry.

He'll come back after he looks around and doesn't see me anywhere."

Donald froze on the spot.

His lips moved as if wanting to say something. But facing this heedless, cold-hearted Queeny, he

decided to swallow his words in the end.

Then, he just heaved a sigh and said, "I'll give him a call."

Felix came back just as the dishes were served.

Barely fifteen minutes had passed since Queeny returned. However, when Felix stepped into the

castle, his face was extremely somber. Even a fool could tell he was in a bad mood.

Queeny also noticed this.

But for some reason, she felt a little bit guilty when she saw Felix's dark face after his return from his

fruitless search for her, though she knew she hadn't done anything wrong.

She withdrew her gaze and said sheepishly, "You're back? I heard you didn't have dinner. You wanna

share this with me?"

Felix locked his cold eyes on her.

He took off the coat and revealed the close-fitting black shirt beneath it, which accented his beautiful

muscles.

He handed the coat to a servant and then sat down across from Queeny.

The atmosphere was rather tense.

"Where did you go today?" he asked in a deep, icy-cold voice.

Queeny was spooning the soup into her mouth, her eyes evasive. "It's not important."

"Tell me, where did you go?"

Felix demanded with a trace of repressed anger.

Queeny was alarmed. But she had to work with him for quite a long time. He was her foe, but she had

to use his power to find out who the real culprit was that ruined the Rosefinch Club overnight. That

person had sowed discord between the two clubs and made her take the blame. She would not let that

person get off scot-free.

But this was an immense task. She couldn't possibly do it on her own. Therefore, she must work with

Felix.

Thinking about this, Queeny glanced up at Felix, compressed her lips, and put down the spoon. She

then said with an earnest face, "I went out for something."

"What thing?"

"Some personal stuff."

She didn't want to go into the details. But Felix's pupils slightly constricted.

Queeny explained seriously, "Felix, I have every right to go out and sort out my business. We're

partners now. I'm no longer your prisoner."

Felix abruptly sneered.

It was as if his pent-up anger was discharged at this moment like a punctured balloon. Nevertheless,

the tension didn't ebb. Instead, an awkward, rigid silence descended.

After a long while, Felix finally remarked, "Right? Don't even get me started on this."

He took a step forward. The imposing vibe he emitted overwhelmed Queeny. She scowled slightly but

braced herself. Not flinching at all, she looked up at him with a cool face.

The next second, her chin was in Felix's grip. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Felix lifted her chin to make her look straight at him. In a deep voice, he said, "Don't you understand?

The moment you stepped into this castle, everything you're entitled to do is up to my will. Do you really

think we're partners now? How can you be so ignorantly confident?"

Each of his words pierced Queeny's heart like a steel needle.

Gazing at him, she suddenly giggled.

The sharp pain spreading from her chin caused her fingers to bend. She balled her hands into fists to

withstand the pain.

However, she didn't fly off the handle as Felix expected.

She was still calm, so calm that it was as if she didn't hear his words or mind his rude tone.

She said coolly, "Let go."

Felix stared at her aloofly but didn't loosen his grip.

Queeny repeated, "Get off me."

This time, Felix heard the coldness in her voice. His eyes flickered, then his hand let go.

Queeny took a step back before lifting a hand to touch her chin.

With a distant look on her face, she stared at him and said solemnly, "Felix, I always thought that to

have a fair partnership, we have to do things voluntarily and be of equal status. But now, it seems that

your idea conflicts with mine. So I won't insist on working with you. From now on, you go your way and

I'll go mine. We won't have anything to do with each other ever again."

With that said, she turned around with composure and went off.

The entire living room became quiet.

Not only Felix but Donald was stunned.

They never thought Queeny could be so decisive.

Seconds later, Felix finally came to his sense. He strode forward and grabbed her hand.

"Don't go."

"Hands off!"

A wave of strong force assaulted Felix. Queeny shook his hand off. Being caught off guard, Felix was

forced to stumble back. The two then scowled at each other with a sullen face.

He ordered coldly, "Queeny, come over here! I may have said something I shouldn't. Let's talk."

Queeny laughed humorlessly.

A wisp of grief rose in her heart. She couldn't tell why she felt like this.

It was just that she suddenly felt weary. It was like the entanglement with Felix in the past few days and

the emotion she had been holding back was suddenly amplified and erupted at this moment.

She shook her head and said, "I won't come anywhere closer to you. Felix, let's call it off."