Chapter 489 You’ll Regret It
Not knowing what would be awaiting her, Whitney nervously twisted her hands together. She sat on the living room couch for a long time, but it wasn’t until over an hour later that a sound came from the door.
She looked up at the door. Dressed in a black suit today, Douglas walked with a stagger as a faint flush suffused his good-looking face. Whitney stood up and approached the man, upon which the smell of alcohol on him became apparent. Looking at him with a frown, she asked, “Did you drink alcohol?”
Douglas had probably drunk a little too much. His eyes narrowed slightly, which made him seem somewhat cool and distant. He rested his slender and bony fingers casually on his tie, pulling at it impatiently as if it were suffocating him. However, the tie seemed to tighten as he tugged at it. Feeling even more disgruntled, he knitted his brows in displeasure.
Whitney took a step forward and put her hands on his tie. Then, with a slight movement of her fingers, the tie loosened instantly.
After the tie loosened, Douglas’ breathing became much more even. Heaving a sigh of relief, he took off his suit jacket and tossed it onto the floor. After a while, he finally looked up at Whitney. Then, without saying a word, he immediately dragged her upstairs.
Whitney staggered and nearly fell when he dragged her. Luckily, she managed to steady herself in time to prevent herself from falling.
After they went all the way upstairs to the villa’s master bedroom, Douglas threw her onto the bed. His eyes were bloodshot from the alcohol as he stared hard at the woman beneath him.
Whitney seemed to realize what he was going to do. Putting up her hands before her chest in resistance, she said, “Don’t do anything silly, Douglas. You only want to do something to me now because you’re too drunk to think properly! You’ll regret it once you’ve sobered up.”
Douglas clapped his hand over her mouth; the soft touch on the palm of his hand made him feel somewhat comfortable. In a hoarse voice, he said, “Whitney, what I regret the most is not having slept with you back then.
Who knows how many men you’d slept with after you left me?” Fortified by liquid courage, he ripped her clothes apart right away as he spoke. He was so strong after drinking alcohol that he pulled the clothes off with a loud ripping sound.
Horrified, Whitney rejected him by pushing him with her hands. Douglas was already married with kids now. If he were to actually do this, he’d feel guilty about it. “Wake up, Douglas! I’m Whitney, not Emily!”
However, Douglas was so under the influence of alcohol that he didn’t notice it at all. Instead, he kept on pressing down on the woman beneath him. “Whitney, you’ve got to be aware of the consequences after betraying me!” He stretched out his hand and gripped her chin with all his might.
Whitney replied, “Douglas, you should feel happy now that you already have a wife and kids. You don’t have to get yourself into trouble because of your hatred for me.
You’ll regret it.” Her voice hoarsened as her bright eyes had a somewhat dazed look in them. Having betrayed Douglas, she didn’t want to see him getting hurt once again by earning a bad name for cheating on his wife.
Douglas’ eyes were red. Staring hard at the woman beneath him, he let out a warm breath before lowering his head to kiss her clavicle. “Get myself into trouble, huh?”
He smiled a smile that made him seem devilishly handsome as his hand slid along her collarbone. “Let’s get into trouble together, then. None of us are gonna stay out of this!” he said cruelly, taking advantage of the situation to undress her.
It hurts… thought Whitney. The pain was sharp. She opened her mouth without being able to make a sound. She had been yearning for the man on top of her day and night, but now, she couldn’t bring herself to be happy at all.
Now she was a homewrecker who wrecked someone else’s family… She realized that not only was she hurt physically, but she also felt a sharp twinge in her heart.
