The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 363 - 342: I’ll Overpower You First, Then You Can Kill Me

Chapter 363: Chapter 342: I’ll Overpower You First, Then You Can Kill Me

"Of course!"

Oliver Thompson looked at her steadily, without a hint of hesitation, "All you need to do is tell me whether we have a deal or not, that’s it!"

"No deal!"

Forcing him to kill the person he loves and then continue to be together happily?

Julie Harrison would never do such a thing!

"Why?!"

The man’s eyes instantly darkened.

"No reason!" Cathy looked at him steadily, her lips revealing an unprecedented coldness, "I just don’t want to become a person like you!"

You don’t want to become a person like him?

Her calm words exploded in Oliver Thompson’s mind, his usually calm eyes suddenly widened to the extreme, the heavy blow that followed, watching the woman’s eyes dim little by little.

"What kind of person am I? What kind of person do you think I am?" Oliver Thompson laughed mockingly, the cynical smile on his lips growing heavier, "A man who, for the Harrison family’s wealth, can even harm his own father-in-law? Julie Harrison, how many times have I told you, your father’s death had nothing to do with me!"

The last sentence was almost shouted out hysterically by Oliver Thompson. He was never a person who liked to explain, because in his world, he did whatever he wanted to do, however he wanted to, with no need to explain anything!

He had made an exception for her, but it was a pity that his explanation was worthless in her heart!

Ha!

Even though she always thought this, hearing it from his mouth was still a heart-wrenching pain!

"Your woman did it, and you’re saying it has nothing to do with you?" Cathy was not terrified by his aura, the anger she had swallowed up had finally burst out at this moment, "Without your consent, where did Amanda Foster get the courage, and where did she get the ability to overthrow the Harrison family, Oliver Thompson, when did you learn to evade responsibility!"

"I always take responsibility!"

Oliver Thompson was totally defeated by this woman, she used to always adhere to him even when he scowled at her, but now she was ignoring him. He didn’t know what to do with her, if not for the fact he didn’t want to, he really wanted to slap her!

"Okay, then give me my son and we’ll call it quits!"

This was the best solution she had come up with after so many days of thought!

Killing that woman named Foster, it would be him who ends up heartbroken, he is the man she once loved unconditionally! The deceased is gone, life must go on, as long as she can keep her son, that’s good enough!

"Quits?"

Suddenly, Oliver Thompson burst into a wild laugh,"Julie Harrison, it’s impossible to quit, I gave you my man, and now you’re saying we should call it quits, unless I’m dead!"

The frantic voice resonated throughout the room, the immense suppressed rage collapsed all at once, his blood-red gaze was almost dripping blood. The next moment, a fruit knife that had come from nowhere was shoved into Cathy’s hand.

"If you want to sever ties with me, then take action, kill me!"

Oliver Thompson’s burning gaze was locked onto her face, which was pale from fright. Cathy’s hand was shaking uncontrollably from being suddenly handed a fruit knife, her body was tense. She knew him better than anyone, the kind of things he was capable of!

Killing, for him, was a common occurrence!

"Why should I kill you!"

With those words, she let go and the fruit knife fell to the ground with a clatter. Cathy instinctively tried to escape from his restraint, but was pulled back onto the sofa by his large hand. The man who had been practicing martial arts for years was unbelievably strong. Even the slightest movement by him overpowered her.

Oliver Thompson glanced at the fruit knife on the ground, he instinctively seized her chin again, his smirk took on a bloody curve, but the words that came out were airy, "You can’t bear it, huh?"

Oliver Thompson’s eyes were raised high, the desolation of the setting sun emanated from his steady lips. Despite predicting this outcome, he was not satisfied with the result. It seemed that the thorn between them was buried too deep, always exploding intentionally or unintentionally, disrupting the peace.

It’s time to remove this thorn!

"You’re thinking too much, I just don’t want to become a murderer for someone like you!"

Finding herself unable to bear his burning gaze, yet unable to escape his restraint, Cathy could only look away, avoiding him.

"Don’t want to be a murderer?" One sentence, the man twisted it into a complex taste, "Then it’s easy, I’ll first force myself onto you, then you can kill me, it’ll be self-defense, not murder, there’s no need for any crime!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man’s kiss sealed the woman’s shocked mouth, his tall and sturdy body pressed down on her, pinning her petite body onto the large sofa. Cathy’s mind was filled with fear, her wide, frightened eyes even devoid of soul. For a moment, she forgot to resist.

By the time she reacted and began to resist, she was pinned down on the sofa by the man and found it difficult to move. This man seemed to really want to force himself onto her, not giving her the opportunity to fight back!

"Rip!"

The sound of fabric tearing sounded clearly next to Cathy’s ear, her clothes had been ripped into pieces. This was something that the man was used to doing. After all, the state of his mind was different. Whenever he did this before, he always seemed to be in a hurry, the buttons on her clothes were always useless to him. In his words, it was troublesome to undo them, tearing them was more direct!

In the past, whenever she heard this sound, she was more shy than angry, sometimes she even thought that this man was very domineering. But now, she felt like she had met a demon, a demon that was devouring her!

"Scoundrel, let me go!!!"

After her hysterical voice, a slap flew up, despite the clear sound that followed, the man didn’t even blink an eye, he continued his action, his deep and hoarse voice was unusually calm.

"I’m giving you a chance to kill me. You either kill me, proving that I’m raping you, or you cooperate with me, and we’re just doing what a normal husband and wife do every night!"

The man pressing heavily on top of her, panting heavily, his blood-red eyes revealing all his emotions at the moment, giving her only the choice of a multiple-choice question!

Looking at the man in shock, Cathy didn’t say a word. It seemed that between them, running was not a solution. He was forcing her to make a choice, so she had no choice but to make a choice!