You Hit My Heart (Joyce and Luther)

Chapter 1885: The Unmanageable Kind

Chapter 1885: The Unmanageable Kind

After leaving Reese's room, Vicki returned to the villa where she currently resided. Luther had offered

them temporary accommodation, a cluster of villas similar to a resort, each person in their own, not too

far away, but still quite convenient.

Returning to their temporary home, she noticed the shoes placed at the door, confirming that Felix had

indeed returned.

Vicki raised her voice at the doorway, calling out, "Felix?"

However, no one answered her. Clearly, Felix had returned, yet he was ignoring her. He had been NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

consistently irritable since leaving the hospital, and it was the kind that was hard to pacify.

Vicki realized that her usual ways of dealing with him were no longer effective. In the past, when Felix

had been moody, she would push him down, they would sleep it off, and everything would be resolved

the next day.

But this time, it didn't work!

The day he came back from the hospital, she couldn't wait, and despite being careful due to his

wounds, they indulged their desires for a long time.

Afterward, she thought everything had been resolved.

Little did she know, the next day he was still moody, intentionally ignoring her, speaking to her with

indifference, and refusing to sleep with her.

This went on for several days, each day the same.

Today, Vicki had finally had enough. After sorting out the mess with Seren and dealing with a bunch of

other issues, she was exhausted every day, and now she had to pacify a man at home. She couldn't

handle it. She kicked her shoes off and stormed into the villa, heading straight to the study upstairs.

Sure enough, Felix had returned; he was currently in the study, working on his computer, doing

goodness knows what.

"Felix, I called you at the door; don't tell me you didn't hear me. The house isn't that big, and my voice

isn't that low," Vicki said, unable to hide her usual icy expression, clearly angry.

Felix looked up from his computer. "I did respond; you just didn't hear me," he retorted.

Vicki strode forward and forcefully closed his laptop. "Felix, have you had enough of this? This

petulance has been going on for days. What exactly do you want? At the hospital, didn't I explain

everything? You didn't say anything then. Didn't you understand everything? What exactly are you

upset about now?"

Felix's beautiful eyes locked onto hers, the corner of his lips curling in a seductive manner. "Not bad,

there's progress. At least you can see that I'm angry."

Vicki retorted, "..."

"Good, keep getting angry," Felix said as he walked out from behind the desk in the study, coming up to

Vicki. Seeing her disheveled hair, he raised his hand to tidy it for her.

"You know I'm angry, and you're aware that you're being petulant. Are you done? Enough," Vicki

suddenly pushed Felix until he was against the desk, with nowhere to retreat.

Felix gazed at her heaving chest, her figure ample, the rise and fall of her chest due to anger was

incredibly enticing. He couldn't help but swallow hard. Her face was slightly flushed due to anger, even

though the air conditioning was on in the house, she still had a thin layer of sweat on her, emitting a

fatally tempting and unique scent.

"Vicki, I like seeing you angry," Felix paused, "It's better than when you were cold towards me before.

You should be fiery like this. Not indifferent to me. This way, I can feel your presence."

"Are you out of your mind?" Vicki felt the surge of anger rush to her head. This man had been playing

tricks for days just to deliberately provoke her? It was simply unreasonable.

She pressed against his chest, directly pushing him onto the desk. "Felix, are you unsatisfied? Just say

it. Don't beat around the bush; I don't have time to play with you."

After speaking, she began unbuttoning his shirt.

A man, surely this move would resolve everything.

She simply didn't believe it wouldn't.

Felix lay on the desk, his back against it, watching her with a stormy gaze. He suddenly grabbed her

wandering hand, preventing her from continuing.

Despite needing to control himself, he persisted, speaking earnestly, "No, it's not that. Don't use the

same tactics to deceive me each time. Don't always treat me like an animal ruled by base instincts. I'm

very clear now. If you can't fully understand what I mean, don't touch me. I won't be with you."

After leaving the hospital, he had been fooled by her once, acting on impulse with her. Afterward, he

felt that they couldn't continue like this, he had to make her fully aware of what problems existed

between the two of them.

Vicki frowned, feeling uncomfortable with being rebuffed. He seemed to reject her quite easily.

"Fine, if you don't want to, forget it," she said, irritated.

As she stood up, Felix suddenly grabbed her.

His alluring lips confessed, "Vicki, I love you."

Vicki was taken aback. "I know."

"Say you love me," Felix coaxed further.

Vicki furrowed her brows. "Didn't I say that the other day?"

Exercising patience, Felix replied, "You used a rhetorical question. What you said was, 'If you don't love

me.' You didn't explicitly say that you love me."

Vicki, "... What's the difference?"

She opened her mouth, intending to say "I love you," but found herself unable to. It was difficult for her

to speak those words. She had never been one to easily express such feelings.

Felix waited, his eyebrows arched, his eyes shimmering.

His handsome features left Vicki momentarily dazed. Felix was undeniably a strikingly attractive man, a

perfect blend of charm and integrity. He had already stirred her, and now, she found it difficult to resist.

He could resist, but she couldn't.

"Annoying," she muttered, then leaned in and kissed his neck. This loitering man, constantly professing

love, was it really necessary? Wouldn't actions speak louder than words? After all, she couldn't bring

herself to say it.

Felix took in a sharp breath, barely managing to restrain the surge of desire that threatened to

overwhelm him. No, he couldn't give in, or else this woman would never speak up in the future. He

couldn't back down on this matter.

He forcefully pushed her away.

"No, if you don't say you love me, don't think you can touch me. I won't compromise!" he declared as

he rebuttoned his shirt. He loved her. Looking back, he realized that from the start, he had been drawn

to her unique aura, wanting her for more than just her body. He had to make her fully understand that

his love came from the heart, not just physical desire.

She couldn't keep using the same ploy to deceive him. It wouldn't work now!