Chapter 673

Alexander looked at Elizabeth coldly, clearly angry. "You gave it to me; I'm giving it back. If you like it, eat more of it," Elizabeth said, wiping her fingers.

Alexander didn’t expect her to be so extreme. He pondered, "Is it really that hard for her to take a bite of the dessert I gave her?"

"Mr. Tudor, if you see me in the restaurant next time, I hope you’ll be polite and not disturb me. Otherwise—" Elizabeth said, taking a step back and looking at the mess on the floor. She felt sorry, but it was Alexander’s duty to help clean up.

Then Elizabeth turned to leave. Alexander stood up, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back. His grip was so strong that Elizabeth gasped in pain.

Alexander turned to Magnolia, his tone irritated. “You go ahead; we talk about the contract later.” Magnolia knew she shouldn’t stay any longer, nodded quickly, and left without saying a word. The door to the private room closed.

"It won't be so nice," Elizabeth tried to struggle. She knew that Alexander had finally lost his temper after holding it in for so many days. She had completely angered him. But she wasn’t afraid of him. She wanted him to know that he had crossed way over the line! And it made her extremely unhappy.

“Elizabeth, you really have some nerve,” he said, pulling her close to him, his palm gripping her waist tightly. Elizabeth could only press against him. They were so close that Elizabeth’s toes inexplicably lifted. He was so tall that she had to lean into him. When he stepped back, Elizabeth had to step back too.

Alexander’s gaze was fierce, like an enraged lone wolf. Elizabeth’s back pressed against the wall, her whole body chilled. “You can give, but I can refuse?”

“You were so happy eating with Ivan, but taking a bite of the dessert I gave you is too much?” Alexander questioned. He wasn’t usually so persistent about anything, but this really got to him!

"Ivan and I are friends. What’s wrong with having a meal with a friend? But what’s wrong with you?” Elizabeth questioned furiously. She knew exactly what he didn’t like to hear, yet she kept repeating it.

Chapter 673

Alexander let out a cold laugh, his face still smeared with cream, looking a bit disheveled but still imposing. He grabbed her neck with one hand, his gaze falling on her red lips. His fingers touched the corner of her mouth and then rubbed hard.

Elizabeth frowned and cursed, “Let go of me!” Alexander raised an eyebrow. Then he pinned her arms with one hand and rubbed her lips again with the other. His eyes, fixed on her red lips, were burning with a wild intensity. “You have to—rat—"

Before Elizabeth could retort, he leaned in to kiss her. But Elizabeth turned her head, and his kiss missed. Alexander’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, his last bit of patience completely worn out. She laughed and joked with Ivan, but with him, she was cold and wouldn’t even take a bite of dessert.

Alexander didn’t want to treat her this way. But she forced him to do so. He pinned her against the wall, grabbed her neck, and decisively kissed her enticing red lips. Cream smeared everywhere, and Elizabeth felt a wave of discomfort. She used all her strength to push him away and slapped him hard, shouting, “Alexander, you lunatic!”

Alexander looked up, his gaze fierce, almost heart-wrenching. “I am crazy because of you! Why can’t I forget this? Elizabeth, tell me why!” His right hand clenched into a fist and pounded the wall, his roar piercing—