Chapter 6 Anything Goes At Night

• Charlotte couldn't tolerate his threatening tone, so she leaned against the wall and forcefully exhaled before replying, "It's not appropriate at this late hour."
• "Anything is appropriate at night. I'll give you three seconds. If you don't open the door, I'll break it down. 3..." Henry threatened.
• Charlotte couldn't resist him. She knew he was a man of his word, but breaking down the door at this hour would surely cause public outrage.
• When he said "2," she opened the door.
• Henry put down his phone and raised an eyebrow. "You're quite impatient."
• "What do you want?" She blocked the door with her body and refused to let him in.
• Henry simply pushed lightly and squeezed his way into the room. He closed the door behind him and grabbed the back of her head before she could get angry and kissed her lips.
• "Mmm—" Charlotte tightly closed her lips and pushed him away.
• He released her at that moment. Then, he breathed heavily and ignored the anger in her eyes. His Adam's apple bobbed as he spoke in a hoarse voice, "I missed you."
• By "missed," he meant it in a physical sense.
• Charlotte understood the look in his eyes right now. It was not her whom he missed, but rather her body. Unfortunately, she was always weak and easily surrendered to him.
• Just a simple "I missed you" made her lose her senses.
• Henry kissed her again. "Did you miss me?"
• Charlotte's emotions were in turmoil as she had missed him.
• Whenever one was addicted to someone, it was like giving up smoking. One could resist for a few days, but when the cigarette was lit and brought to their lips, they wouldn't be able to resist taking a few puffs.
• She was currently in that state.
• Henry's kisses became more intense, and his hands became restless.
• His slightly rough palms reached under her clothes and pressed against her delicate skin. The heavy sound of his breath filled her neck with moisture. His hands quickly undid the bra clasp on her back, and her full bosoms immediately bounced free.
• Henry either squeezed or flicked one of them, causing the tender white flesh to overflow from the gap between his fingers.
• Charlotte could only silently bite her tempting red lips to endure his teasing. The small nipples on her ample chest were kneaded and manipulated forcefully, causing them to become fully engorged. The intense stimulation from her nipples made her body tremble uncontrollably.
• She became more confused as she was unable to distinguish whether her body's pleasure intensified the sense of humiliation or if it was the sense of humiliation that heightened her body's sensitivity.
• Charlotte felt like she was about to collapse in his arms. She knew that if things continued like this, her defenses would crumble.
• Henry smiled satisfactorily when he saw her reaction, and the hand around her waist naturally moved downwards.
• She took a deep breath and used her delicate hand to stop Henry's action by pinching his throat as she gasped, "If you only want to satisfy your physical needs, find someone else."
• Henry's hand stopped, and he raised his eyes, which were tainted with desire. "Are you really not giving in?"
• Charlotte stared at him with red eyes, and her attitude spoke volumes.
• "I insist!" Henry kissed her neck and sucked forcefully to vent his dissatisfaction. Three years were enough for him to get used to her, to become addicted. He only wanted her, and any other woman seemed dull to him.
• He liked her body.
• "What is this? Rape?" Charlotte turned her head and gritted her teeth, but he stirred her heart into chaos, which made her involuntarily emit a somewhat shameful sound.
• "Oh... Don't... Stop... Ah!"
• Henry's breath brushed against her ear and carried a hint of smugness. "Dare you say you don't want me?"
• As soon as the words fell, his hand touched her soft abdomen as he knew her weakness very well.
• "Mmm..." Charlotte couldn't control herself, and she let out a captivating moan.
• "Do you still dare to say you don't want it?" Henry's eyes held a smile, but suddenly, the sensation felt off.
• In confusion, he turned on the light, and the bright red color pierced his eyes.
• ...
• Henry emerged from the bathroom and cast a quick glance at the woman, feeling a rush of embarrassment and heat as he let out a soft chuckle. "No wonder you have such a short temper."
• Charlotte wished she could just jump off the balcony at that moment. In the past, she used to keep track of these days, but now, after being apart from him for only a month, she had forgotten.
• How humiliating.
• Now, no one cared anymore.
• "Go wash up and change your clothes quickly." Henry slammed the door and left.
• Charlotte suddenly felt a sense of injustice, and before the tears could well up, she hurriedly took her clothes to wash. After freshening up, she went to the kitchen to make a cup of hot tea, her mind wandering.
• In the past, he would buy fruits and keep them at home before her period arrived. She didn't know who had told him that eating fruits could alleviate menstrual pain, but it did seem to work.
• She chuckled at herself, realizing what she had been thinking. That man had only been kind to her because he wanted to sleep with her.
• After finishing her hot tea, she was about to return to her room when the doorbell rang.
• There was only one person she could think of, but tonight, she held no value to him, and he wouldn't come back.
• She decided to check the peephole first, and there, she saw the man's impatient face as he continuously pressed the doorbell.
• Concerned about disturbing the neighbors, Charlotte opened the door.
• Henry entered, carrying a cardboard box which he placed on the table before opening it.
• The scent of fruits immediately wafted out, filling the air.
• He frowned as he peeled the fruits, the juicy flesh releasing a tantalizing aroma. "Why are you just standing there? Eat it," he insisted, his tone not particularly friendly.
• He despised this type of fruit because of its strong odor.
• Charlotte didn't understand what he meant and stood still.
• Henry picked up a piece and held it to her mouth, demanding, "Eat!"
• She stared at him.
• "Are you mute?" Henry forcefully shoved it into her mouth. "Hurry up and eat. It stinks."
• Charlotte turned her head away, refusing to eat it. "Can you leave now?"
• He took the fruit back, took a bite, and spat it onto the plate, finding it repulsive. "I'm not leaving." He wiped his hands with a tissue and stubbornly declared, "What can you do to me?"
• She clenched her teeth. "What do you want?"
• "I'm moving back." Henry sat on the couch, appearing calm.
• "No," she firmly stated. It was impossible, and she no longer wanted to be entangled with him.
• Their clandestine affair, akin to a homewrecker destroying a marriage, was filled with shame. Moreover, their connection couldn't even be classified as a relationship. If they had to label it, it would be labeled as "sexual partners."
• Henry was unfazed by this. "Then why don't you move in with me? It's a good opportunity for you to take care of Simon."
• He had a plan. Even though they were nameless and undefined, he still wanted her to be a free babysitter.
• He truly had audacity.
• Charlotte looked at him calmly and asked, "Aren't you tired of playing games? I'm sorry, but I'm exhausted."
• Henry narrowed his eyes. "Say that again."
• "I said I don't want to continue this ambiguous relationship with you anymore. I'm tired." She still felt a bit afraid of him and avoided making eye contact. "I've wasted three years on you, and I don't want to waste any more time."
• "I've noticed that you're not as committed as I am in this matter. You want to change partners after just three years." Henry stood up and approached her, gently lifting her chin. "What's wrong? Am I not satisfying you in some way?"
• Charlotte turned her head, but he held her chin firmly, not allowing her to escape.
• "Don't be naive, woman. Do you truly believe that marriage guarantees a lifetime of happiness? Ha! Besides marriage, I dare say no man treats you better than I do." Henry held her face, his gaze intense, almost threatening. "I'm still interested in you now, so don't underestimate me. If you dare to reject me again..."
• She held her breath as her beautiful eyes flickered and her pink lips slightly parted. "What will you do?"
• Henry held her waist with one hand and gripped the back of her neck with the other, preventing her from evading him. With his thin lips slightly pursed, he leaned in close to her ear and nibbled on her earlobe.
• As her body trembled, he whispered softly, "Even if I have to engage in a fierce battle tonight, I want you to remember how wonderfully I have treated you in the past."
• Charlotte's cheeks turned red as her breathing became irregular, and she exclaimed, "You're such a pervert!"
• Henry appeared unaffected by her insult. He held her waist firmly, their foreheads touching, and his eyes filled with profound affection. His lips, cool and gentle, lightly brushed against hers as he inquired, "Should I move in with you, or would you prefer to come to my place? Hmm?"