Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 639

All of Emily's struggles were in vain. She was carried by him all the way and stuffed into his Cayenne.

However, the only thing that made her rejoice was that the woman was not here...

When night fell in Ice city, it was ignited by the neon lights. The Cayenne was rampaging on the street. When the car was waiting for the green light, Emily turned around, trying to open the car door and escape.

However, Simon seemed to have expected her action. The moment she touched the door handle, he locked the car with a click.

Emily glared at him angrily. "Let me go!"

Simon, who was holding the steering wheel with one hand, squinted at her and said with a cold voice, "What? You don't want to ride in my car? You want to ride in your exboyfriend's car?"

"You..." Emily was shocked.

How did he know?

Without waiting for her to speak, Simon's mocking voice sounded again. "A leopard can not change its spots. You have no selfrespect, don't you?"

"What do you mean?" Emily frowned and looked at him in confusion.

"Who kept scolding herself for being cheated?" Simon's thin lips showed off a hint of sarcasm, and his voice was gloomy. "Since he betrayed you and had an affair with other women, why are you still willing to reconcile with him again and again?"

"Only fool will be infatuated with that man. If you don't listen to me, you'll be made to sweat for it! He betrayed you once, he will cheat on you again and again. How can you ruin yourself and return to him! Don't you feel ashamed of yourself?"

Thinking of last night's image and tonight's, Simon couldn't help but being vicious.

Emily's face turned red because of his monologue of mockery, and the blue veins on her neck stood out. Those words were like hitting on her face, but she didn't intend to explain, and replied angrily, "Yes, I'm still loving him. Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Let me go. I want to get off the car. Simon, let me off the car!"

Emily couldn't open the car door, so she could only keep knocking on the car window.

At this time, she was in a peeve. All the blood in her body rushed to the top of her head, stirring her heart, liver, spleen, and lungs together and her whole body seemed to be reversed. Just like before, she didn't want to stay with him for a second.

When the signal light turned green, Simon's car was the first to rush out from the front line.

Although the scene wasn't as horrifying as he sped that day, it couldn't be worse. He didn't stop, nor did he take her home. Instead, he dorve straight on the bridge at the maximum speed. In the blink of an eye, they had already driven out of the suburbs, and braked on a desolate path.

As soon as Simon pulled up the handbrake, he tilted his head. His eyes were fierce and he was furious when he said every word, as if he wanted to swallow her alive. "Say what you just said again!" Although Emily was kind of afraid, she replied while straightening her neck due to the stubbornness in her nature. "As you wish. It had nothing to do with you! Simon, don't forget our agreement!" "Oh?" Simon seemed to be irritated by her, and his eyes changed color from light red to crimson with his voice turning deep, "I told you that no matter what we are legally married couple. I don't want to be cuckolded!"

The door of the car was suddenly opened. Emily saw him turn around from the front of the car, and then the night wind poured in. Her right arm was pinched by his big hand.

Emily's heart missed a beat. "What are you doing!"

"I'll teach you to fulfill your duties as my wife!" As Simon finished speaking, he forcefully pulled her out as before. Then he opened the door at the back, easily pushed her in, and rode her.

His hands, which usually held scalpels, lifted the hem of her clothes.

"Simon, no, don't touch me!" Emily turned pale with fright.

Although they were already out of the suburbs in the night and there was almost no one around, she absolutely did not expect that he would be so crazy. Simon's half-closed eyes flashed a trace of violence, and his breath was full of the power of conquest. "I am your husband. If I want you, you have to obey!"

He couldn't wait and began to tear her clothes.

"No, go away!"

"I want you!"

Simon year exerted his strength, and so did Emily, but the targets of them were different.

One wanted to possess the other side crazily, while the other desperately struggled.

"Simon, I can sue you for marital rape!" Emily gritted her teeth, also panted.

"Whatever!" Simon's thin lips curved into a lazy and arrogant shape. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his voice was deep and husky. "But before that, I have to commit this crime, don't I?"

In terms of physical strength, a woman never wanted to take advantage of a man. Emily screamed helplessly. He pinched her chin and kissed her fiercely. Finally, she couldn't even make a sound. When she felt a chill on her bosoms, she also felt her heart was cold.

Without any foreplay, Simon directly pushed inside of her.

The memory of the night before was vague. Although she had also drunk tonight, she was conscious so that for the first time, she really felt that he vigorously filled her.

"Simon, be f*cking gentle!"

Emily grimaced in pain and bit on his shoulder as if she couldn't bear it.

However, after a muffled sound, he answered, "No way!"

The night was getting darker, far away from the city's clamor, the moonlight was even quieter. The door of the Cayenne was tightly closed. Simon only wore a thin shirt and leaned against the front of the car. With a cigarette in his left hand and his face slightly lowered to the left, his expression could not be seen clearly. She could only see the light of the fireworks between his fingers.

He didn't know how long he had been standing there. It wasn't until he smoked all the remaining cigarettes in the box that he put the lighter back in his pocket and sat back in the car. The air conditioner was working, so when he came in, he flinched in an instant and then he get used to the warmth after a while.

Simon turned his head and stared at Emily, who was sleeping in the back seat with a faraway look in his eyes.

Tonight, he did lose control.

In addition to the working times in the white coat, he always gave off a hint of laziness because he was unconcerned about everything. Simon was also surprised that she could easily influence his emotions. Besides, he never forced women when having sex, but just now he couldn't control himself.

The more times she said no, the more he wanted to possess her.

Simon glanced over the back seat once again. Although she was in his coat, he could still see her torn- up clothes, which could hardly cover her body. On her face, which did not have any makeup on, there was a blush after climax.

After turning around, he started the engine and looked forward with a deep gaze.

It was the second half of the night, and there were almost no cars on the road. But the Cayenne ran slowly, as if it was afraid of disturbing the girl sleeping behind.