Chapter 767 - 755: I Want You to Marry Me (42)

Chapter 767: Chapter 755: I Want You to Marry Me (42)

’A... beast... so much of a beast... that he’d even... touch... a... disabled... person??’

’Heh... is he... really... that... desperate??’

Seeing Archie Lockwood’s mocking, disdainful expression, Eleanor Bishop felt her unease grow. "Archie Lockwood, if you don’t agree, I’m not sleeping with you!"

"You dare threaten me?" Archie Lockwood’s expression darkened, and he spoke through a cold, mocking sneer.

Eleanor Bishop gritted her teeth, her lips pale as she retorted defiantly, "So what if I am?"

"Heh, getting bold, are we?" ’She dares to provoke me? Does she not know that I’m the kind of person who’s never afraid of a challenge? In fact, the more someone provokes me, the more I enjoy doing the exact opposite!’

"..." Eleanor Bishop was so frightened by Archie Lockwood’s vicious expression that she didn’t dare say another word.

’Every time she argued with Archie Lockwood, she never won. Or rather, she simply never had the courage to say a second sentence...’

’In truth, she hated this about herself. But she had no leverage to fight back.’

Once in the room, Archie Lockwood carefully placed her on the bed.

Then he went into the bathroom to run the water for a bath.

Eleanor Bishop watched Archie Lockwood bustle about the room, her brows knitting in confusion. She had no idea what he was planning to do.

"Take off your clothes."

It wasn’t until Archie Lockwood came to her side and uttered those astonishing words that she got a real fright.

"Huh?" Eleanor Bishop looked up, startled.

Archie Lockwood, holding back his impatience, raised an eyebrow and repeated in a low voice, "Take off your clothes."

"T-take off my clothes? Wh-what are you going to do?" ’Didn’t he just say he wouldn’t touch me??’

Archie Lockwood gave a roguish grin. He leaned down, bracing his hands on either side of Eleanor Bishop, and said with a devilish smirk, "To give you a bath. What else? Unless... you’re hoping I’ll do some ’unspeakable things’ to you while I’m helping you wash."

"..." ’Unspeakable things? That’s not what I was thinking at all...’

"Heh. Since you’re so sincerely inviting me, I suppose I have no reason to refuse. After all, I’ve been holding back for many years. It’s about time I found a suitable time, and a suitable person, to properly let off some steam." As he spoke, Archie Lockwood raised a hand to stroke Eleanor Bishop’s cheek, his breath warm against her skin.

A shiver ran through Eleanor Bishop. Her voice trembled and her face flushed red as she tried to shrink back. "Stop flattering yourself! I wasn’t thinking that at all! Get away from me."

"Heh, I’m flattering myself?" Archie Lockwood let out a self-deprecating laugh. "I seem to recall someone shamelessly climbing into my bed back in the day."

"..." At the mention of the past, Eleanor Bishop’s expression darkened.

Archie Lockwood’s fingers traced a path from her cheek to her chin. "And I wonder who it was that pestered me to... even during her pregnancy."

"Archie Lockwood, that’s enough!" ’She could admit to climbing into his bed; that had been her mistake. But he didn’t have to relentlessly grind her dignity into the dust!’

’It wasn’t as if she’d wanted to act that way during her pregnancy. It was just that her urges during that time had been especially strong...’

"Since that’s enough, then I suppose I don’t need to walk you down memory lane any further, do I? Eleanor Bishop, you need to understand something. Between us, you have always been the one scheming against me. From the very beginning to the very end, it was all your plotting. So for you to try and act all prim and proper now, to try and draw a line between us... you’re being far too naive."