Chapter 101: Chapter 101

Flora screamed again and frantically tried to grab the towel that had fallen to the ground. But Maxwell saw through her intentions and wickedly threw the towel onto the floor, sneering at her, "Miss Flora, what are you trying to cover? Many men have seen your body? Haven't there been plenty of men who have touched and kissed you?"

The image of her kissing Kevin involuntarily assaulted his mind again, reigniting the anger he had barely extinguished. He didn't want to see her with any other man before he completely lost interest in her!

"What do you mean?" Flora's cheeks flushed red with both embarrassment and anger, glaring at him furiously. She hated it when people insulted her dignity!

"What do I mean, can't you understand? Does Kevin do this kind of thing with you every day?" Maxwell completely failed to realize how strong his jealousy had become, as he stared intensely at her. One hand held onto her slender waist while the other gently roamed on her skin, warm and ticklish.

Flora was seething with anger and wanted to slap him, but her hands were tightly held by him, rendering her powerless. She could only glare at him with eyes filled with resentment, gritting her teeth, "Maxwell! Don't think that all men are as shameless as you, with such strong sexual desires, always thinking about how to toy with women!"

He had just been with Miss Chiyoko, and now he had brought her here again! Maxwell, can he not live without a woman? Isn't one Miss Chiyoko enough for him? Just the thought of him embracing Chiyoko made her feel repulsed! Furious!

Furious? Absolutely! Just moments ago, he had played with another woman, how could he embrace her in the next moment? Caress her? Even wanted to have sex with her? She didn't want it! With a certain kind of petulant mood, Flora began to twist and struggle!

The words she uttered made Maxwell's face turn even more livid. How dare she call him shameless? Very well!

Maxwell tightly held onto her body, took a few strides to the sofa in the living room, and roughly threw her onto it. His strong body pressed down on hers, and he passionately and forcefully kissed her, leaving deep imprints on her lips, sucking on them.

Flora was horrified and thrashed her head from side to side while shouting, "Let go of me! Maxwell, you bastard! What makes you think it's okay to constantly bully a weak woman like this!"

But her body was pinned down by him, and she was pregnant now! How could she engage in such actions? And in such an intense state, could her unborn baby handle it?

"Weak woman?" Maxwell sneered, gritting his teeth. "I don't see any signs of weakness. Your mouth seems pretty sharp, and you seem to enjoy being intimate with men, don't you?"

"I don't... I don't like it! I don't like it at all!" Flora wailed and struggled, unsure of what to do. Should she comply with him or fight with all her might? What would be better for the unborn baby?

"Don't like it? You can passionately kiss Kevin for ten minutes in public without any problem, and yet you dare to say you don't like it?" Maxwell finished speaking and kissed her even more forcefully, on her face, on her body, as if he wanted to drain her dry!

Flora was taken aback. He saw the scene where she was acting with Kevin earlier. But did he have to get so angry? What did it matter to him what she did with Kevin?

"What's wrong? Can't speak anymore?" Her sudden silence made Maxwell even more uncomfortable. The silence was equal to the agreement, was she agreeing? Was she acknowledging her relationship with Kevin?

Flora had no idea how to explain this situation. Should she tell him that she was acting? Was she scared that Henry would see her? Maybe she shouldn't explain everything to him. Why should she bother explaining to him?

Maxwell also didn't say anything, anger turning into kisses, raining down on her. His not-so-gentle hands hurt her, and at this rate, she would surely be tortured to death. Oh, no!

"Please, let me go! Maxwell, please let me go, I can't do this today... let go!" Flora screamed to the ceiling, trying to make him snap out of his desire-filled state. Right! Was there a vase here? She looked around and found one, but it was too far away, and she couldn't reach it!

Maxwell heard her cries and initially wanted to ignore them, but he couldn't help but stop all his actions. Staring at her furious expression, he asked expressionlessly, "Why?"

"Because... because..." Flora opened her mouth but couldn't tell him the truth. She couldn't let him find out that she was pregnant with his child! But what excuse could she use to make him stop?

After stuttering for a while, Flora still couldn't come up with a solution. Desperate, she lifted her bare foot and thrust it in front of him, desperately saying, "Because my foot hurts, it hurts so much!"

Maxwell grabbed her barefoot that she extended and glanced at the bloody heel. He smirked maliciously and said, "Don't worry, I'll be careful and won't touch your foot." Without another word, he effortlessly lifted her legs high and quickly removed his clothes, positioning her legs around his waist and forcefully entering her.

Flora let out a low cry. It had been too long since she had sex, and she couldn't adjust to his intrusion. She frowned and clenched her fists, alternating between pounding his chest and scratching his back with her nails.

"If you dare let Kevin kiss you again, I'll make sure you never leave this bed!" his cold warning echoed in her ears.

Flora remembered the days when she first arrived at the Smith Family Mansion, where she was miserable and stuck in bed every day. Those days were too painful, she didn't want that!

Maxwell pinched her jaw and stared at her coldly, "Did you hear me?"

"I... heard," Flora answered softly. Lost in the throes of desire, her mind was hazy. Even if he asked her to die, she would probably agree in a daze.

Maxwell knew she was just placating him, but his body willingly indulged in the passion that erupted inside. Embracing her slender waist, he wholeheartedly engaged in the sex.

It wasn't until a long time later that he reluctantly stopped all his movements, collapsing softly on top of her, breathing lightly.

With the passion gone, Flora opened her eyes and immediately noticed the tattoo on his back against the armrest of the sofa. She pushed his body, but it didn't budge, showing no intention of leaving.

In her boredom, she started tracing the tattoo on his back with her delicate fingertips, gently exploring the texture. Maxwell's body stiffened. This was undeniably a new round of teasing, stirring up desires that seeped into his core, causing his body to respond uncontrollably.

However, he didn't allow her to continue with such provocation. Abruptly standing up from her body, he carried her toward the bedroom. After tossing her onto the bed, he turned and walked toward the bathroom.

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later, Maxwell walked out with only a towel wrapped around him. He glared at Flora, who had already climbed out of bed, and sneered, "What? Can't give up? Still want to run away?"

"I want to take a shower!" Flora stared at him, tightly covered in the sheets, and declared loudly.

"You just showered, didn't you?" Maxwell frowned.

Flora coldly snorted and said something that displeased him even more, "I don't like your scent lingering on me, it makes me nauseous!"

Maxwell irritably pulled her back onto the bed and said indifferently, "Is that so? Looks like I'll have to make you get used to my scent because you can't escape from it!" Yes, every time after they were intimate, she was accustomed to taking a shower. It didn't seem wrong before, but today, he suddenly disliked her for doing it. His dominant nature began to show once again.

"You!" Flora struggled in frustration but was held tightly by him, unable to break free. This man! Once he decided on something, he would never easily change his mind. She had learned that a long time ago. So, after struggling for a while, she reluctantly gave up. Resignedly closing her eyes, she seethed with anger!

Seeing her anger, Maxwell not only didn't feel any nervousness but found it amusing. Playing with her, especially when he could make her jump in frustration, greatly improved his mood!