The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 1129 - 1109: That Thing!

Chapter 1129: Chapter 1109: That Thing!

Time seemed to stand still.

Willy Smith was completely stunned; she had thought of a million answers and guessed countless possibilities, but this one, he had never considered.

For a moment, the car was so quiet that they could hear each other’s breathing.

"John?"

Willy Smith did not speak. Nana Jensen instinctively called out to him. With his expression, it was impossible to tell whether he was angry or not.

After all, no normal man could accept that the woman he liked had another man in her heart!

Moreover, who this man was, she intended to never speak of it her whole life!

If it was impossible, then she would keep it buried in her heart forever, slowly fading away without disturbing anyone or troubling anyone, especially Willy Smith!

"John, are you angry?"

"No!"

Willy Smith finally came back to his senses from the shock, then stared motionlessly at her face. His deep eyes turned a fervent red, and he breathed so rapidly that it was hard for him even to speak, "Nora, I am so pleased that you could be honest with me. I am truly happy!"

This happiness could be described as crying tears of joy. The person he liked was actually willing to give him a chance to love her properly. The surprising consequence was that his blood boiled and accelerated, the intensity growing stronger and stronger, fermenting into an agony!

"You don’t care?"

Yet the woman half-pressed beneath him did not feel her current danger at all. She just widened her clear, wistful eyes as if his masculine desires were a sin.

Damn it!

Willy Smith cursed softly.

"John, say something! Do you care or not?"

He only expressed his happiness because she had been frank with him; he hadn’t said he didn’t care about her past in her heart. He wasn’t someone else; he was John, so she had to know all his feelings.

Otherwise, her heart would always be uneasy, always worried about accidentally touching his inner pain.

"To say I don’t care at all is impossible, but compared to you wanting to stay by my side, the importance of those men is negligible. Nora, I love you. Trust me, I will make you happy!"

His greatest wish in life was to have her by his side, radiating a beauty that stemmed from her heart. "It’s okay you have someone in your heart. We’ll just drive him away together!"

"You’re not going to ask who it is?"

"Since you are willing to stay by my side, that proves this person is impossible for you. The person I love is willing to leave some secrets unspoken; you don’t have to tell me!"

Willy Smith actually knew, but for Nora, he wouldn’t say it. In Nana Jensen’s eyes, falling for such an impossible man was an embarrassment for her, which was why she had been sullen and had never bloomed a smiling face.

"As long as in your heart, besides him, there’s a place for me, that’s enough. You may not love me, you may not like me, but just don’t hate me!"

"Pfft!"

Nana Jensen finally couldn’t hold back and laughed out loud. With this laugh, her eyes grew sore, and tears indomitably started to fall down one by one. It wasn’t sadness, nor was it joy, but a kind of indescribable touch. She only knew that she had spent her entire youth secretly loving someone, and it was truly tough.

This bitterness buried in the heart was known only to herself. She thought she was unfortunate, but now she realized how lucky she was. While she was in painful love with someone else, there was also someone else painfully in love with her.

A heart that had always been lonely, a faint warm current flowed in slowly warming up her heart.

"John, why are you such a fool!"

Suddenly, she felt it an injustice for Willy Smith, feeling increasingly inadequate for him.

"I love you, so, even secretly loving you is a form of happiness. The saddest thing in life isn’t unrequited love, but having no one to love. Fortunately, ever since I’ve known, I’ve had someone to love, so I am fortunate!"

"I’ve loved you all through my youth, wanted to give you the whole world, yet I only owe you a confession. Today I’ve done it, I love you, Nana Jensen!"

"Willy Smith, you fool!"

If sweet nothings can intoxicate a woman in the dreams woven by a man, then Willy’s words could almost make her offer her girl’s heart; this was probably the most touching confession she had ever heard!

Nana Jensen could no longer control herself, throwing herself into Willy Smith’s arms, tears flowed like a breached river, uncontrollable, growing more intense as she cried; eventually, her eyes were swollen, and her head rubbed back and forth in his chest, showing no sign of stopping.

"Nora, if you keep crying like this, I won’t be able to control myself!"

There are two kinds of tears from a woman: one is out of compassion because of sadness, and another makes a man feel compelled to make her cry more, due to being moved. At such times, a man’s defenses are weakest.

Especially when his confession has succeeded and a woman is moved to tears.

"Oh!"

Nana Jensen finally realized her tears had soaked through the man’s shirt and hurriedly reached out to help him unbutton it, but...

"Nora!"

Her delicate, boneless fingers brushed across his chest, making Willy’s throat hoarse, the words nearly bled out as if from a split stone.

"Wait a moment, I’ll be quick!"

With his shout, Nana Jensen instantly remembered why they had come from such a far place and moved from the front seat to the back seat. Thinking of this, she intensified her efforts to undo his shirt.

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

He had made a big deal of bringing her here because he was afraid she wouldn’t like him and that other men would get their chance, so he thought, if he couldn’t get her heart, he should possess her body first. But now he knew, he meant more to her than those irrelevant men.

She had accepted his confession and was willing to stay by his side, so it was no longer necessary for him to force himself on her. Driving away the people in her heart, getting her heart, then getting her body later, wouldn’t be too late.

"I know what I’m doing. Aren’t we here for that?"

Nana Jensen looked at him innocently, "Didn’t you say you wanted to address a physical need?"

Saying this, Nana Jensen couldn’t help but look down towards the man’s lower body...

Sure enough, beneath the black suit pants, the man’s desire was so evident, Nana Jensen’s mind was as if possessed, recalling the captivating scenes from the film last night.

Oh no!

Had she fallen so quickly?

Nana Jensen’s face flushed all at once, but her hands did not stop!