Chapter 592
Chapter 592:
Pouring himself a chilled glass of red wine, the cold beverage soothed his throat and brought him some comfort. He wasn’t particularly hungry, so he only nibbled at his food.
He silently observed Candice as she ate.
Her hair, though slightly disheveled, seemed to accentuate her allure. The blend of her strength and femininity was captivating, making it difficult to look away.
Unable to resist, he reached out to smooth her hair, his slender fingers gently grazing her neck.
Sensing his movements, Candice instinctively recoiled, a shiver coursing through her. Would he continue? Overwhelmed, she hastily pressed the emergency call bell for the airline stewardesses. Milton’s anger flared at her actions.
What was she implying? Not only did she dodge his touch, but she was also summoning help?
What perception did she have of him? A libertine?
The anger he’d struggled to contain was threatening to break free again, but this time, he managed to control it. He reminded himself that she was still recovering from the trauma of witnessing a car accident, her PTSD not yet healed. He couldn’t force her.
“No one’s coming. Stop it.”
Milton looked at Candice in silence, unable to find the words. “Relax, I won’t do anything. Whether you can evade me or not, is up to me, not you. Do you understand?” His words left Candice speechless.
What exactly was he implying? Did he suggest that the cabin crew believed they were engaged in an intimate act, thereby ignoring her call for assistance?
She found herself unable to utter a word.
Her dignity had been trampled upon. Could this be one of his peculiarities?
They had done nothing, yet they ended up being misunderstood by numerous people—an unprecedented occurrence for them.
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His nonchalant demeanor suggested he wasn’t bothered. While he exhibited shamelessness, she, on the other hand, did not share that trait.
What were his exact words moments ago? Whether she could evade him depended on whether he wanted to let her? It was clear he was asserting her inability to reject him. Did he perceive her as a mere possession?
Candice retorted with indignation, “I am a free individual. I am not your property. I can make my own choices. We exist in a world governed by laws. You don’t hold supreme power over everything…”
She suddenly fell silent as Milton shot her a menacing glare.
Milton warned in a low tone, “One more word from you, and I won’t remain this courteous. Would you like to test that?”
Candice fell silent once more.
Fear took hold of her as she instinctively clutched at her collar.
She didn’t want to provoke him.
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