You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie)

Chapter 26

As the son of the Holland family, it was compulsory for him to learn defensive martial arts since he was

a child.

Naturally, it was not a problem for Skylar to fight against one or two men.

He gave them a beating, but he was also slightly injured.

"You'd better beware!" the drunkard warned.

"Wait! Brat!" the other drunkard threatened.

The two drunk men were beaten up so badly that they had sobered up.

Skylar rubbed the corners of his eyes. Seeing the drunk men flee, he recalled Coralie's phone call that

night.

He felt annoyed and impatient.

He turned around and went back to Coralie's house.

"Knock, knock, knock."

At this time, Coralie had just taken a shower. She changed into her pajamas and was ready to go to

bed.

When she heard someone knocking on the door, she asked cautiously, "Who is it?"

She wondered who would come to see her in the middle of the night.

"It's me."

It was Skylar's voice.

Coralie shouted, "Wait, wait a minute!"

She ran all the way back to the bedroom, took off her nightdress and changed it into a casual dress. Of

course, she made sure to put on all her undergarments properly.

After carefully confirming that she did not look seductive at all, she opened the door.

"What took you so long?" asked Skylar.

Skylar stood at the door and looked at Coralie who was so well-dressed . He knew that she was

changing her attire just now.

"Did you forget something?" Coralie asked. When she looked up, she saw a bruise on his forehead.

She nervously pulled him in. "What's wrong? Did you fall and hit something?"

She would never have imagined that Skylar had a fight with two drunk men outside just now.

It was also because of her.

"Your community is so run-down. How do you live here?" Skylar did not answer her question, but

questioned her instead.

"Well, I'm planning to move out after a while." Coralie said.

After the previous incident, Coralie was planning to move out once she gotten her salary. After all, she

would need to pay not only the rental but also a deposit for a new home. It would be a large amount of

money for her to cough up.

"Didn't you say that there was a drunk man who attacked you last time? And you still live here?" he

asked.

Skylar was impatient.

Coralie looked at him in surprise. Last time, he did not believe her. "What has happened? Did he really

fall on his head and suddenly figured it out?" she thought.

"Are you actually concerned about me?" Coralie asked.

Although he was not looking at her, Coralie still felt that he genuinely cared about her. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

At least it seemed so.

She could not help but feel warm deep down.

"I married you to bring my grandmother good luck. It would be bad if you died midway our 'journey'," he

explained.

Coralie listened to his explanation. She was not sure if his explanation made sense or not.

"But even if I leave now, I have no place to go to," she said.

"You can stay at my place," Skylar asserted.

He replied her question immediately, as if he had been waiting for Coralie to ask this from the

beginning.

"No, I'll rent a place tomorrow. I don't think it's a big deal to spend another night here today."

Their relationship was just a contract.

It was a lie, to put it bluntly.

Coralie did not want to lose herself, just for a one-year-long relationship. She had realized now that

Skylar was very charming. The longer she got along with him, the easier it was for her to fall deeper

into his charms.

"It's better to keep a distance, or I'll be the one to suffer in the future." she thought.

"I'll give you five minutes to pack up whatever you have to bring with you. Leave the unnecessary

things behind." he said.

Skylar did not respond to her refusal, but directly gave an ultimatum.

"No, it is fine to stay for one more night." Coralie insisted.

"There are still four minutes left." he declared.

Coralie wanted to debate against him, but he kept counting down the time she had without mercy. She

had no choice but to pack up her belongings.

She was frowning while packing up her belongings.

Five minutes was too short. She could only take some basic clothing with her, thinking about coming

back to get the other things later on.

Skylar's Maybach drove towards the upscale residential communities of A City.

Golden Town was the most luxurious community in A City. It was located by a tranquil lake. The

scenery was beautiful, and the community's space was huge. Each house had its own small courtyard.

In the past, Coralie thought that this community was an entirely different world from hers.

But now she was sitting in a car and had already entered the community.

The car stopped at the gates to a villa. Skylar and Coralie got off the car.

The villas in this community were all equipped with electronic locks, which could be accessed with

fingerprints.

When Skylar opened the door, he handed Coralie a card. "Use this card to open the door in the future."

"You don't have to... I'll just stay for a night." Coralie said.

She did not intend to stay for long.

"Just take it if I give it to you." Coralie's repeated refusal finally touched triggered Skylar's anger. He

held her wrist with one hand and pinched her chin with the other. "No matter what you think, you are

now my wife. You must accept what I give you."

His eyes were full of anger. Coralie felt uncomfortable of his stare.

"Okay." she uttered.

She could only obey him obediently. Thinking about it carefully, it might be that all men had a sense of

pride. If she repeatedly refused him, it might hurt his self-esteem.

Skylar lived alone, and servants came to clean up regularly.

The banquet was held at 4 o'clock in the evening. It was almost 12 o'clock at night now, and the meal

they had at the banquet had already been fully digested.

"Can I use your kitchen for a while?" Coralie asked.

Out of respect, Coralie seeked for Skylar's consent before she went to the kitchen.

"You are my wife now, my house is your house."

Skylar said as he pushed the door open and went back to his room.

Coralie entered the kitchen. When she opened the refrigerator, her heart ached slightly. The whole

refrigerator was clean, but it was empty, with only a few packs of instant meals.

Those were cup noodles, in fact.

It seemed that Skylar often abused his stomach with such unhealthy instant food.

It was absolutely difficult to cook a hearty meal without the necessary ingredients. Coralie let out a long

sigh and wanted to go to the bedroom to ask if there was any other food at home.

When she pushed open the bedroom door, she saw Skylar taking off his clothes. He had taken his

white shirt off, and it was lying on the ground. His hands were placed in front of his waist, unbuckling

his belt.

Coralie did not look away for a moment. What she saw was Skylar's muscular chest and strong arms.

Time seemed to have stood still. Coralie looked at his body for a few seconds in a daze. She quickly

closed the door and apologized, "I'm sorry. Next time, I'll knock on the door."

She was still worried when she retreated to the door. She retreated even more and went back to the

living room, sitting on the sofa with her thoughts in a mess.

She could not help but feel her heart beating faster.

There was a small medical kit in the TV cabinet. Thinking of the injury on Skylar's forehead, Coralie

took some iodine solution and cotton swabs, and walked towards the bedroom door.

She knocked on the door.

She stood at the door and asked carefully, "How's the wound on your face? I found some iodine

solution and cotton swabs from your house. Why don't I help you with your wound? It's best if it does

not get infected."

The next second, the bedroom door opened. Skylar was wearing a set of navy blue pajamas. He stood

in the room, and still looked cold and indifferent.