The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 1127 - 1107: Uncontrollable Confession!

All her senses were reminding her that Willy Smith was angry, and very angry at that!

"That... John..."

"Nora, you just need to tell me whether it counts or not!"

Nana Jensen’s words were abruptly cut off by Willy Smith, his deep voice containing a forcibly restrained hoarseness that made her heart tighten, pounding uncontrollably.

It took a good while for her to regain her composure from the chaos in her heart.

"It counts, but I said I..."

"As long as it counts!"

Willy Smith hardly let her finish the sentence, the car’s speed increasing so much that Nana Jensen was frightened, her entire body rigid with tension, until the car finally stopped in a grassland at the foot of a mountain.

It was only then did Nana Jensen breathe a deep sigh of relief.

The car had stopped, the engine was turned off, yet Willy Smith maintained his driving posture, his eyes unwaveringly fixed straight ahead, tapping on the steering wheel rhythmically.

"John, you..."

"Nora, the words you said yourself, you said they counted, so don’t blame me!"

The same refined indifferent voice, yet one could detect a fear in the calm tone, a fear of loss.

"Oh!"

Nana Jensen didn’t dare look up at him, her two hands tightly clutching the hem of her own clothes in an attempt to alleviate her nervousness at the moment. She had said those words herself, she had no reason to refuse, although it was a contractual marriage, they hadn’t said the other party couldn’t touch her!

They had only said that divorce was possible once one person found someone they liked!

So...

Moreover, from her Google searches, she learned that men in their twenties seemed to have robust physiological needs, so...

At this thought, Nana Jensen’s face uncontrollably flushed red again.

Suddenly, her vision darkened as the man who had been sitting in the driver’s cab leaned directly over her, blocking her view with his familiar scent enveloping her instantly. Without looking up, Nana Jensen could feel his intense gaze burning on her head.

"What does ’oh’ mean?"

The deep, hoarse voice had a coercive edge to it, its rough breathing amplifying in her ears.

"’Oh’ means whatever you say goes, I have no objections!"

Nana Jensen was really at her wit’s end with him; she had already complied with an ’oh,’ what more did he want her to say? She was a girl, after all!

Really, did she have to spell it out so directly, to explicitly say she was willing to cater to his physiological needs?

Physiological needs?

These two words loomed large in Nana Jensen’s mind, as if a wave of coldness subtly seeped into her spleen, her entire being permeated by a slow sense of desolation...

The phrase streaked through her mind, giving birth to a poignant flavor!

What was happening to her?

"Fine!"

With the simple utterance of ’fine,’ Willy Smith’s kiss followed as expected, pinning Nana Jensen onto the passenger seat of the car, nearly suffocating her. This feeling seemed as if it could choke her at any moment.

The legendary car sex... why did it feel like this?

"That... John, can we not do this here?"

"Not here?"

At her words, Willy Smith’s kisses abruptly stopped, his forehead’s veins throbbing violently. "Nora..."

"I’m not unwilling!"

This time, Nana Jensen cut her off before she could finish, "It’s just that I can’t move in this spot. My back is going to break!"

Willy Smith: "..."

He had calculated for every possibility but hadn’t anticipated she would suddenly come out with this!

"Can we move to the back?"

Seeing Willy Smith petrified, Nana Jensen quickly added another sentence, "I’m not refusing you. As I said, my word is my bond. I won’t accuse you of being lecherous. I know this is a man’s physiological need. If you don’t come to me, you’ll go to someone else. Since I’m currently your wife in name, it’s only right that I help out!"

Willy Smith: "..."

Why did he feel like he had been struck by lightning? Hearing those words from someone as fierce as Chani Gordon, he could believe it. But from Nana Jensen, a typically traditional woman, it was simply unbelievable to his ears!

"Nora, do you know what you’re saying?"

"Of course, I do. Didn’t you hear me clearly? Do you need me to say it again?"

Willy Smith: "..."

Had this woman lost her mind?

Or was it that after today’s incident with Graham Stones, she felt somewhat sorry for him?

"No need!"

With that, Willy Smith got out of the car, opened the door, folded all the seats down, and then carried the woman straight to the back seat, remotely changing the car’s glass once more.

Then he pressed his body directly onto Nana Jensen.

"Ahem... can we start now?"

This woman had defied all his understanding of her today with her eager behavior, almost as if she was in a hurry to fulfill a duty.

Seeing him staring at her without making a move, Nana Jensen said again, "Do you also not know how to start?"

"Is this your first time?"

Yes Yes, according to his personality, he wouldn’t casually sleep with anyone without marriage. So it must be his first time. And, he might not know how... Yesterday night, he ran off as soon as the film started!

"If it weren’t my first time, would I have the right to sleep with you?"

Willy Smith felt an urge to strangle her. Such a question was obviously provoking trouble!

It took great effort to calm his face, and then it suddenly turned thoroughly red.

"It’s okay, I don’t mind!"

"Don’t mind?"

Willy Smith’s face darkened, and he almost roared, "You don’t mind because you don’t care? Nana Jensen, do you think you have someone else in your heart, so you set your standards so low for me that you wouldn’t even mind if I touched another woman?"

Damn it!

As soon as he saw the scared look on her face, Willy Smith realized he had lost control of his emotions again.

She didn’t care, but this wasn’t a new development, was it?

If the heart can’t be given, but the body is promised, she had done all that is humanly possible. Willy Smith, what exactly are you still fussing over?

She’s unwilling, you feel sad; she doesn’t mind and is willing to give her body, you also break down. What do you really want?

"I’m sorry!"

"John, I don’t blame you. If you have something on your mind, you can talk to me!"

The man’s mood was clearly not right, and Nana Jensen noticed, "Whatever I can do, whatever I can give you, as long as you want it, I’m willing to give it. What I can’t give, I’m also willing to try, to give it slowly! Until you find the person in your heart, I am willing to replace her and take care of you, to fulfill my duties!"