Chapter 237 You Are Very Charming
Chandler laughed.
He suddenly recalled that Meryl had explained her initiative to pursue him publicly was to prevent the perception that he was inferior to Dalton. Unexpectedly, it became an important part of his counterattack against Dalton.
“Dalton, face reality. A qualified ex-boyfriend should disappear from her life. Or are you going to ignore etiquette and morality and pester my wife despite being married? Even if you are shameless, do you think the Aniston family can tolerate you?”
Dalton clenched his fists tightly. Chandler hit the nail on the head with just a few words, leaving him speechless and unable to retort. He was right. The prestigious Aniston family would never allow such a scandal. It seemed like Dalton had walked into a dead end and even lost the right to challenge Chandler.
Why did Chandler marry Meryl? How could this happen?
Chandler cast a deep glance at Dalton, his gaze as sharp as an icy blade. “Dalton, this is the second warning. If it happens again, I will not show you any mercy.”
The sea breeze was a bit cold. Suffocation washed over Dalton, as if his neck was gripped by a pair of invisible big hands. Watching Chandler walk away without hesitation, he stood on the beach, unable to recover for a long time.
Later, he left with heavy steps. Sorrow overwhelmed Dalton. He hated the seaside. He would never come to the sea again in his life. He bought a plane ticket for that night and returned to Kingsdom. He went to a bar and got hammered like a puppet that had lost its soul.
Meanwhile, Chandler went back to the presidential suite. Hearing the noise, Meryl came to open the door in her pajamas.
At the entrance, Chandler clasped her slender waist and planted a passionate kiss on the corner of her lips. She was stunned. Chandler hugged her tightly and held the back of her head. Gazing at her possessively, he almost wanted to rub her into his body. Meryl couldn’t bear it anymore. She looked up at him in surprise and asked softly, “What’s wrong?”
Chandler’s handsome face loomed before her with a smile. He pressed his thin lips against her ear, and his hot breath brushed her earlobe. “You are very charming, Mrs. Aniston.”
Meryl shook all over, as if her heart was gently tickled. Chandler tucked the loose hair on her temples behind her ears. It was obviously a very gentle gesture, but his tone was vicious. “My nephew actually dared to contradict me for you.”
Meryl was slightly startled. Dalton? It turned out that she was not mistaken just now. On the beach, in the midst of the crowd, as fireworks shot into the sky, Meryl vaguely heard Dalton’s voice. He was wailing. Was he in trouble?
Chandler’s hands felt as though they were on fire, sliding over her back inch by inch and jolting Meryl back to her senses. He turned his head, buried it in her neck, and pecked her. His voice was low and deep. “Mrs. Aniston, how can you think of another man when you’re with me?”
Like a punishment, the man’s deft tongue tip sucked on her sensitive area. Unable to withstand Chandler’s flirting, Meryl trembled a little. He cupped her cheeks with both hands and pressed his forehead against hers, asking, “Can’t you sense that I’m jealous? Mrs. Aniston, why don’t you comfort me?”