Chapter 3 You Have Another Man

• Charlotte noticed his eyes turning red, and her chest tightened at the sight of his face. She quickly stepped back. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, causing her shoulders to sink in defeat. She felt her body being pressed against the cold wall.
• "What do you want? Let me go!" Charlotte tried to contain her anger, but she still shouted at him while struggling against him. Henry's grip was strong, preventing her from moving. "Don't move!" he growled in a low, hoarse voice. The strong smell of alcohol on his breath brushed against her neck. It was moist and warm against her skin.
• Henry rested his head on her shoulder and slipped his hand under her dress. His rough palm caressed her delicate skin and moved up along her waistline... Electric-like sensations surged through Charlotte, and she found it hard to stop herself from crying out. She tilted her head, gasping for breath. "What are you trying to do?"
• "I miss you so much."
• Charlotte froze. Her hands hung by her sides as she felt her heart pounding. She took a deep breath to calm the intense surge of emotions that arose because of his words. Her gaze became slightly warm. "We've broken up."
• With just one sentence, the man leaning on her shoulder tensed up.
• She remained rational. She loved him, but they had already ended their relationship. The current situation was inappropriate and shouldn't happen. Henry turned his head, and his lips brushed against her cheek. He lightly kissed her neck without saying a word.
• He became bolder with his hand that was previously on her waist—he accurately grabbed her breasts and started kneading them. The man's eyes were filled with desire, and his intentions were very clear. The sudden attack made Charlotte gasp for breath. She closed her eyes, her voice trembling softly. "Are you trying to tease me after our breakup so that I can never find happiness again?"
• The kisses stopped. Suddenly, a painful sensation struck her collarbone. He actually bit her! "Henry!" Charlotte's eyes were bloodshot as she shouted in anger.
• Henry gently licked the bitten spot. "You have another man in your heart, you scoundrel."
• Charlotte was furious—she pushed him away with all her strength before she raised her hand and slapped him across the face. It was one swift and decisive move—she did it without any hesitation. Then, she glared at him while breathing heavily. "You have no shame!"
• Henry pressed down on her shoulders and kissed her lips frantically, biting and nibbling her without any mercy. Charlotte began to panic as she struggled to push him away. He wouldn't budge at all. In the midst of her struggle, she felt the man's lower area pressing hard against her abdomen. A scorching heat radiated from his member. Right then, a sense of humiliation washed over her, and tears began to stream down her face.
• Henry tasted the salty tears as he touched her tear-streaked face. Only then did he slow his actions down. His breathing was still rapid as he stared at the tearful woman, feeling a dull ache in his chest. "Do we have to get married? Can't we be together without marriage?" he asked in an irritated tone.
• Charlotte tried her best to feign calmness. "Are you just playing around?" she asked. Dating without the intention of marriage was a despicable move. After all, men like him only wanted to be together to satisfy their desires. He had never considered taking responsibility.
• "What's so great about marriage? Are you so eager to marry him?" Henry's voice was low and hoarse, like an enraged lion issuing a warning growl.
• She gasped for breath before enunciating her words clearly. "Yes, I want to marry him. So, please stop bothering me."
• He tightly gripped her shoulders, as if he wanted to crush them. "Have you slept with him?"
• "That's none of your concern," Charlotte replied, eager to avoid wasting time talking to him and simply wanting to escape. Just as she was about to leave, he pressed her against the wall once again, lifting her chin and meeting her gaze. His attractive Adam's apple bobbed, and his lips grazed her earlobe before stopping at the edge of her ear. "I can't get used to being with someone else. Can you get used to being with him?" he asked in a deep voice.
• Charlotte couldn't resist his teasing. With his touch, Charlotte felt her entire body go numb as her mind froze. She could feel a constant flow of moisture from her lower regions. She turned her head and involuntarily squeezed her legs together in an attempt to suppress that unfamiliar sensation.
• When she thought about the woman who had called him earlier that day, she felt a lump in her heart. "There was also an adjustment period when I was with you," she muttered.
• Henry's grip on her chin tightened slightly, leaving red marks on her fair skin. When he saw her stubborn expression, Henry felt the urge to dominate her in bed, to make her beg for mercy beneath him. He lowered his head and passionately kissed her lips, sucking on them with intensity.
• She pushed him, pounded his chest, and grabbed the flesh around his waist, but it was all in vain. After what felt like an eternity, Henry finally released her. Seeing her watery eyes filled with anger, he gently wiped her plump red lips with his fingertips. His eyes glanced sideways as he let out a sinister smile. "You're truly heartless. You've forgotten your past love as soon as you found someone new."
• Charlotte sensed something peculiar when she saw his wicked smile. As she followed the direction of his gaze, she saw Max standing there. In that moment, she felt extremely embarrassed. Henry is such a jerk. In front of Max, Henry bit her earlobe while exhaling hot air against her skin. "Tell me, is he still willing to marry you?" he asked.
• Charlotte became angry and pushed him with all her strength. However, he let go of her before turning away arrogantly. Charlotte's body trembled as she looked towards Max. He was no longer there.
• "D*mn it!" Charlotte cried out and cursed at Henry.
• ...
• The breakup with Max was expected. Even if there were no feelings involved, no man could pretend that nothing had happened after witnessing such a scene. Max said they could still be friends, but Charlotte felt that it was just a polite remark. Charlotte wasn't sad at all after the breakup, but Melissa sighed about it all day long.
• After finishing her evening self-study, she walked back to the apartment. When she reached the lobby, she saw Henry's car. Her chest tightened, and she walked away without looking. After entering the elevator, she had just pressed the button when she saw Henry walking towards her.
• She wanted to keep him outside, but he managed to stick his foot in the closing elevator door. Charlotte moved back as far as possible, trying to maintain her distance from him. Henry had his hands in his pockets as he leaned against the wall. His captivating eyes were filled with deep affection.
• Charlotte knew well that he had affectionate eyes and a cold heart. After stepping off the elevator, Henry followed her. "What do you want?" Charlotte asked, annoyed.
• Henry parted his thin lips to speak gently. "Charlotte."
• Charlotte furrowed her eyebrows. He rarely addressed her by her name. Even during their phone conversations, he always got straight to the point. "You asked me what I want, right? I want to be intimate with you... in bed, Charlotte." Henry's words were crude, making it hard for Charlotte not to feel repulsed.
• Perhaps it was an era where appearances mattered, and everyone had the tendency to be naturally polite. Charlotte blushed, biting her lip. She couldn't find a way to respond to his crude words. As a teacher, she couldn't use foul language, let alone speak in such a vulgar manner.
• "Open the door. I have something for you," Henry urged.
• "Why can't you give it to me here?"
• Henry raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure you want me to give it to you here?" The wicked smile on his lips made it hard for Charlotte to take him seriously. Charlotte knew that if she let him in, he might not leave tonight. However, she lacked the strength to resist him. As soon as he got closer to her, she couldn't bring herself to reject him.
• As the door swung open, Henry seized her hand and pressed her against the wall. Without uttering a word, he passionately kissed her. Through his kisses, he sought revenge, nibbling and biting her, his hands firmly gripping her waist and occasionally exerting force. It was as if he was contemplating whether to break her bones.
• Charlotte couldn't resist his kiss, just as she couldn't resist him as a person. Despite knowing he could never marry her, she would still succumb to the confusion and infatuation he stirred within her. The two of them kissed passionately, and Henry slid his hand under Charlotte's underwear, exploring the already moist folds between her legs. His index finger and thumb separated her buttocks, gently flicking the delicate clitoris, while his middle finger moved between the wet lips to feel for smoothness and tightness.
• Before long, his middle finger effortlessly slid into her vagina, starting with the first joint, then the second, then the third, until his entire finger was fully inserted. He began thrusting slowly, alternating between deep and shallow movements. His fingers elicited droplets of arousal that dripped onto the floor.
• Shortly after, Henry added a second finger. Charlotte, already lost in a haze of pleasure, felt waves of electric currents coursing through her body. She couldn't control herself as her delicate frame trembled intensely. After a while, Charlotte climaxed under his teasing. Henry released her, transparent strands of liquid following his fingers as he withdrew them.
• The man gazed at her with a smile in his eyes. "See, you can't live without me. Why bother marrying someone else?"