Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 39

Feeling the change in the man’s body, Julie took a deep breath and, without thinking, bumped her head hard against Kieran’s. He was clearly drunk, yet for some reason, he reacted extremely quickly, dodging and then spinning her around.

The blanket tightly wrapped the two of them, and Kieran’s weight once again pressed against her, making it impossible for her to turn over. Finally, Julie was pissed. She raised her hand, which she had finally managed to pull out, and slapped it across the man’s handsome face.

This time, Kieran didn’t dodge The crisp sound of the slap echoed in the quiet room, and the hand that Julie had used to hit the man instantly stiffened.

However, Kieran, who was lying on top of her, didn’t seem to be angry. Only when their silence spread throughout the room did Julie take the initiative to speak to Kieran, “I know you’re drunk, but Mr. Hernandez, we’re divorced. What you’re doing now is breaking into my private property, and to make it. worse, it’s rape”

Kieran’s eyes were very deep, and his pupils in the dim light looked even deeper, like an unfathomable ocean. Perhaps due to the alcohol, Kieran’s gaze looked somewhat dazed.

After staring at Kieran for who knows how long, Julie eventually surrendered. She took a deep breath, stared at Kieran, and said, “Let me go, and I’ll give you the bed.”

The man finally spoke, his magnetic voice coming from above her head. He affectionately called her, “Joyce, stop messing around. Let’s sleep together.”

Julie thought. This man runs to his ex–wife’s house in the middle of the night, and now he’s reprimanding me?”

Just as Julie was thinking this, Kieran suddenly reached out and unhooked the clasp of her bra.

“Kieran!! Julie shouted in rage, grabbing Kieran’s slightly rough hand.

“Aren’t you going to sleep?” When Kieran spoke, a sweet scent of red wine seemed to seep from his throat.

With great effort, Julie finally managed to pull his hand from her back, and without a word, she bit down hard on his arm. There was a taste of blood in Julie’s mouth, but Kieran seemed to be oblivious to it. Looking at her with a gentle gaze, saying, “If you don’t want to sleep with me, let’s do some

sit–ups.”

Kieran’s words instantly opened up all of Julie’s memories. Those words represented those unforgettable good times, but those so–called good times now seemed like the biggest shame. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Seeing Julie suddenly fall silent, Kieran smirked. His rough fingers gently combed her messy hair to the sides.

Kieran looked at Julie with affectionate eyes. “You forgot? Let me help you remember…” As he spoke, Kieran was ready to lean down and kiss her..

Julie quickly surrendered. “I didn’t forget. No sit–ups. Can we just sleep?”

After a long struggle, Julie finally understood one thing, never try to reason with a drunk person.

Rather than opposing him, it was better to go along with him and satisfy some of his demands.

Thinking of this, Julie rubbed the man’s head, then gently wrapped her arms around his strong waist, and softly said, “You’re hurting me, let me go. Can we just sleep nicely? Hmm? Kieran.”

Julie tentatively tried to gain Kieran’s trust. But to her surprise, he kissed her lips lightly, then looked at her with clear eyes and said, “Call me Bro Kieran.”