The Divorcee Amazed the World

Helena tilted her face slightly to look at him, her expression calm. “Yes, cousin.”

There was a clear stubbornness in her eyes.

A person accustomed to gentleness was still so quiet even when resisting.

Willis initially wanted to scold her, but suddenly couldn’t bear it. He raised the corner of his lips and said, “Alright, cousin it is.”

With a lift of his hand, he pulled her into his embrace.

Unprepared, Helena fell into his arms. She could smell his pleasant masculine scent mixed with the lingering aroma of cigarettes and alcohol, along with a strange sweetness, Susan’s scent.

Helena felt a wave of disgust. She shrugged her shoulders, trying to free herself from his embrace.

Willis tightened his arm, possessing her in a domineering manner. With polite yet distant tones, he said to Alick, “Thank you for bringing her back.”

Alick said, “No need to thank me.”

However, his eyes lingered on the arm Willis placed around Helena’s shoulders. He couldn’t help but feel that these two cousins seemed too intimate, beyond the usual relationship between relatives.

Willis cast a cold glance at him, hooked Helena’s shoulder, and led her to the elevator.

While waiting for the elevator, he stared at the ever-changing numbers on the panel, casually asking, “Is he pursuing you?”

“Not really, just admiring.”

“When a man says he admires a woman, the intentions are rarely pure.” He changed the subject, “Have you been in contact with him for the past three years?”

Helena’s expression changed slightly. She pulled herself out of his arms. “Are you investigating me?”

Willis raised his hand to rub her head, speaking in a gentle tone. “Don’t make it sound so unpleasant, call it concern.”

Helena moved back, avoiding him. “His grandfather knows my grandfather. Three years ago, he once offered a high salary to poach me.”

“Oh, so our Helena is so outstanding.” His tone was affectionate with a hint of teasing, and there was a subtle smile on his lips.

Helena’s ears tingled.

They had been married for three years, and this was the first time she heard the term “Helena” so affectionately from him. It felt somewhat uncomfortable and bittersweet.

With a “ding,” the elevator doors opened.

There was no one inside.

Willis pressed the button for the 21st floor and turned to look at Helena. His gaze was deep, and a faint glint of sharpness flashed, as if some suppressed emotion was about to be released.

A usually refined and restrained person suddenly showed a bit of a wolfish nature.

Helena felt a bit oppressed. Instinctively, she moved towards the corner, looking at him with big black eyes. “What’s wrong?”

Willis blocked the surveillance with his back, towering over her, looking down at her. “Did you intentionally tell him I’m your cousin to give him a chance?”

Helena understood; this was his way of settling the score.

“Well, I…” She was about to speak, but her lips were suddenly sealed by him.

He was skilled in kissing, whether it was a light touch or a deep plunge, he could stir one’s emotions.

Helena’s heart pounded, the turmoil within her resembling boiling water.

Worried that someone might come in and see, she raised her hand to push him away. In her heart, she was also annoyed. He had been so close to Susan, yet here he was kissing her.

However, she was slender, and how could she push a tall and sturdy man like him?

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Instead, it gave an impression of yielding in the face of refusal, adding a subtle allure.

Willis pressed down her restless hands, the other hand pinching her chin, kissing more forcefully, even lightly biting her.

No matter how you looked at it, it carried a hint of venting frustration.

Helena was kissed breathless, her breathing becoming erratic.

Only then did Willis release her, adjusting her disheveled hair and collar. He deliberately threatened her, “Dare you call me cousin again in front of others?”

Helena blushed at his teasing, flipping her eyes at him without saying a word.

Willis chuckled, his gaze lowered to examine her.

Her lips, slightly parted and moist, and the big watery eyes, resembling a young deer, were extremely seductive.

Just now, when she stubbornly called him cousin in front of Alick, he really wanted to teach her a lesson. He wanted to see if she would dare to call him cousin in front of others again in the future.

A person who was usually gentle, occasionally revealing a bit of sharpness, easily stirred up his desire to conquer.

The elevator rapidly ascended.

Suddenly, Willis asked without rhyme or reason, “Do you regret marrying me three years ago?”