The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 896 - 875: If You’re Not Crazy, You’re Not a Youth!

Chapter 896: Chapter 875: If You’re Not Crazy, You’re Not a Youth!

That was a classic line, and Roy Thompson just couldn’t help but cringe!

"So you mean to say, you dislike that I’m not romantic, not that you’re unwilling to give yourself to me?" This realization made Mr. Thompson’s mood significantly improve, "Hmm?"

Uh?

What should she say to that?

She had just complained about him not being romantic, and now he could do something even less romantic?

Knowing what she meant, yet still so blatantly forcing her to say it, isn’t that just disrespectful to her?

"Well, Brother Thompson, I think, you know, we are still young, but if you’re really feeling as bad as Uncle Lucas said, I can’t just be irresponsible, right?"

Bianca Gordon looked at the man’s face getting closer, her eyes blinking even more furiously!

This kind of tense pressure made her whole body somewhat stiff and unable to move; she seemed to lose control, wanting to retreat, but also wanting to throw herself into his arms. Bianca only felt like she was under some kind of spell.

It seemed Uncle Lucas wasn’t entirely correct. As Roy Thompson’s face, delicate like a work of art, slowly approached her, it seemed her body felt a bit unwell too, clearly having a fever, kind of like the feeling described in novels when the female lead is under the influence of some drug.

But she hadn’t drunk anything, had she?

"Um, Brother Roy, if you’re feeling bad, just say it, don’t get so close, okay?"

Roy Thompson: "..."

Don’t get so close?

"Didn’t you say you wanted to roll in the bed sheets with me? If you can’t even handle me getting close, how are we going to roll?" Roy Thompson truly felt like a failure at that moment, realizing his woman was even scared of him getting close, "Bianca, you don’t love me, do you?"

As he asked this question, the color in the depth of Roy’s eyes inexplicably faded, his heart, previously fevered by her words, suddenly slowed down, and the desire that had just ignited vanished in an instant!

"No, no, I love you, Brother Roy!"

Although Bianca was very nervous, she certainly didn’t want this misunderstanding, "If I didn’t love you, why on earth would I get engaged to you at such a young age? Brother Roy, believe me, I love you! I really do!"

How could Brother Roy doubt her love for him!

For all these years, she hadn’t even opened a single love letter from another boy, how could he suspect she didn’t love him? A sudden, inexplicable sense of grievance surged in Bianca’s heart, "Brother Roy, how can you doubt that I love you? Is it just because we haven’t rolled in the bed sheets, that you think I’m not truly your woman, and so, you’re not secure about me?"

Ever since the coming of age ceremony, when countless teenagers made their confessions, they rapidly established their relationships and then consummated them immediately, under the pretext of soon heading to university. It implied that many were about to part ways, not everyone had the chance to attend the same university. So, before parting ways to different schools, it wasn’t just important to define the relationship, but also to give oneself to the other person, hence the rolling in the bed sheets!

In Mia Rowen’s words, one truly belongs to a person only when both body and heart are given. Otherwise, it’s just a sham, both in appearance and spirit. So, Brother Roy is doubting her love for him because of this, right!

Bella Gordon, who had not originally found Mia Rowen’s words to make sense, now suddenly felt there was a bit of truth to them!

"Brother Roy, is it because I still haven’t... haven’t given my body to you, that you think I don’t love you?" When she saw him turn to leave, Bianca instinctively clung to him like she did when she was little, throwing herself onto his back and tightly wrapping her arms around the man’s solid waist, "Don’t go, don’t be angry, if I give myself to you, you’ll finally believe that I love you, won’t you?"

No sooner had Bianca’s words fallen than she distinctly felt the man she was hugging stiffen up, followed by the sound of familiar breathing growing heavier in her ear. As for the man’s emotions, she really didn’t know if it was excitement or anger!

"Bianca..."

Roy Thompson felt a mix of emotions, wondering how she could take seriously the twisted reasoning of Lucas Sandy and those teenagers. But it also proved that he truly mattered to her; if he didn’t, there was no way the high-spirited Bianca would so proactively suggest giving herself to him. That would be impossible!

"Hmm, Brother Roy, let’s roll in the bed sheet, I’ve decided, let it be tonight for the first time!" Whether it’s rolling before the engagement or during marriage, it’s still rolling, and it’s all about marriage anyway. They were bound to do it eventually, and the ones rolling would be them, so there’s nothing to it!

"Didn’t you say it had to wait until the bridal chamber night? How did you come to terms with it so quickly?" Roy Thompson frowned, tugging at his hoarse throat as he spoke, "Just because I asked you once if you didn’t love me, you want to give yourself to me to prove that you do?"

He really didn’t need this kind of proof!

He naturally wanted to believe her words, not for any other reason but because she was his little sister Bianca. Whatever she said, he was willing to believe!

Uh?

If she dared to say that, she was certain Brother Roy would be heartbroken. She might still be naive about love, being in her teenage years, but she knew her Brother Roy very well!

"No, no, I love you, even heaven and earth know that. Do I still need to prove it?"

Roy Thompson: "..."

"Heaven and earth know?" Roy Thompson felt the familiar adorable sensation strike his vulnerable heart again, and a smile spread across his face, "Then how come I didn’t know? Are you saying you only told yourself that you love me?"

Uh?

Is Brother Roy still angry?

"I love you, of course, I told Brother Roy! Brother Roy, I love you, I’ve loved you since I was little, everyone knows I’ve been bewitched by you, aspiring to be your impostor wife, so, no need to beg to prove it!"

Seeing that Roy Thompson’s body didn’t turn around, she continued to act adorably coquettish because she knew her Brother Roy had always been susceptible to this approach from her childhood, "So, Brother Roy, let’s roll in the bed sheet, not because I need to prove my love for you, but simply because it’s what everyone does at this time, and we should be no exception. If even boyfriends and girlfriends who don’t know their future are rolling, what reason do we, already engaged, have not to?"

"It’s madness not to be reckless in youth, we are in our prime, Brother Roy, let’s be reckless just this once, shall we?"

As she said this, Bianca felt an inexplicable excitement. After all, her comprehension of rolling in the bed sheet was limited to just those three words; as for what it felt like, she was still entirely unfamiliar!

"It’s madness not to be reckless in youth, Bianca, who did you learn that phrase from?"