Jane Eyre was just over five feet and five inches tall, with a slender and thin figure, she was like a weakling in front of Edward Cullen. Her punches and kicks were like tickling to him. "I was wrong, I was wrong, cant I just roll away?" The man was really petty, wasnt he? She was angry at Noah Calhoun and thought about being with a man who was more handsome and richer than him to make Noah jealous and let him taste the feeling of being cuckolded. But now she regretted it; it wasnt worth being so impulsive and carelessly giving up her innocence.
"Too late!" Edward said coldly. If admitting mistakes and regretting could solve all the problems in the world, it would be too simple.
"Let me go, you bastard!" The last thread in Janes mind was about to break. She lifted her leg fiercely and hit Edward with her knee. Edward hissed in pain, pressed down on Jane, and bit her neck fiercely. He only released his teeth when he heard Jane cry out in pain.
Jane whimpered and cried, like a child who had been bullied and felt wronged. In the room, Edward looked at the woman in disbelief. "It turns out to be..."
Edwards hand touched Janes face, which was full of tears, and he continued with relish. The temperature in the presidential suite continued to rise, leaving a room full of spring colors.
The next day, in the presidential suite.
Edwards biological clock woke him up at six-thirty in the morning. A thin blanket was draped around his waist, and his abdominal muscles were vaguely visible. The petite woman was nestled in his arms, snoring softly.
"Knock knock knock." The door of the presidential suite was knocked gently.
Edward was about to get up when he was hugged by Jane, who mumbled in her sleep, "So noisy." Jane rubbed Edwards chest in her drowsy state, found a comfortable position in his arms, and continued to catch up on sleep.
The person outside waited for a while without any movement and made a phone call again.
"Buzz buzz buzz." The phone vibrated constantly. Edward tried to reach the phone on the bedside table without moving his body. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Jane, who was grumbling in her sleep, cursed and swept the vibrating phone under the bed with a wave of her hand.
Edward raised his eyebrows, hooked the corners of his mouth, and looked down at the person in his arms. He seemed to be in a good mood.
The phone vibrated for a while, and when no one answered, it finally stopped. Jane turned over and continued to sleep, cursing in her sleep.
Outside the room.
"Feite Assistant, the president didnt answer the phone, is he..."
Fiona slapped the bodyguards head and said angrily, "You guys are such fools. The president obviously had a short spring night and doesnt want to get up. Lets go, lets go!"
The bodyguards left dejectedly, and Fiona stood at the door of the room, took out her phone, and called the introducer from last night.
"You introduced the girl inside, and I am very satisfied. Im afraid I want to keep her."
The person on the other end of the phone said something, and Fiona screamed in disbelief: "OMG! What are you guys doing!"
Fiona hung up the phone and left angrily.
In the room.
Edward lowered his head and looked at the little thing in his arms. Since she had climbed onto his bed, she was his woman.
Over the years, this woman was the first one who could sleep so peacefully after climbing onto his bed!
She was so bold, daring to drop his phone in front of him and curse!
She was just asking for a lesson!
But she was still young and needed patience.
Edward leaned closer, looking at the person with a slightly wrinkled brow and slightly open mouth. His narrow eyes were full of deep smiles. He had the patience.
He got up and got out of bed, turned his back to Jane, took off his bathrobe, and walked into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of water could be heard.
When Edward leaned over, Jane had already woken up, but her natural vigilance told her that the person next to her was very dangerous, and she couldnt afford to provoke him at all, so she simply pretended to be dead.
After waiting for the mattress next to her to bounce up, Jane slowly opened her eyes. The hangover made her almost die, and her scalp was still numb, and her whole body was weak...
But as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the muscular and strong back and the long and powerful legs... It was too perfect. Janes voice was hoarse and she almost coughed out. Finally, she waited until the man went to take a bath, and Jane suddenly sprang up from the bed.
"His..." Her head hurt so much that she was pressed back down by the pain all over her body as soon as she jumped up. After struggling for a while, Jane felt the pain becoming more and more intense, and she was about to scream out of control!
The man just now must not be Noah! Noahs chicken where could be so strong! Besides, that scum white face was busy "communicating" with another woman yesterday, how could he care about her? So, who was the man just now!
Jane vaguely remembered that she was carried here by someone last night, and then did a lot of shy things! Hotel, man, woman, besides that, what else could be done!