Chapter 1267 - 663: Extras: The Big Bad Wolf Uses Old Tricks to Soothe the Little White Rabbit 2

Chapter 1267: Chapter 663: Extras: The Big Bad Wolf Uses Old Tricks to Soothe the Little White Rabbit 2

"I didn’t mean it that way!"

"Nonsense!"

"Alice..." Chester stepped forward a few steps, wanting to hold Alice Robinson.

Alice interrupted Chester’s hand with hatred, "Don’t touch me!"

"Unreasonable!" Alice’s actions indeed hurt Chester’s male pride.

"Yes! I’m being unreasonable, you don’t have to care about me at all! Just like how you left so coldly just now, why are you coming back?"

Wait, she had been vomiting for a while, if he was worried about her, he wouldn’t come back after she finished...

"You just wanted to leave, didn’t you?"

"I just thought we needed to calm down... I was afraid if we kept arguing things would only get worse." How could he bear to leave her alone at home? He wouldn’t be at ease.

"Are you complaining that I’m being unreasonable again?" It was so tiring to look up at him, Alice simply stood on the toilet, both closing the distance and having the upper hand, "Yeah, Becca is so nice, gentle and tranquil, unlike me being so unreasonable."

"Can you not bring Becca into everything? I truly see her as just a friend." The result of his anger was his eyes turning bloodshot.

"Treating someone as a friend means silently caring for them?" Did he think she was a three-year-old?

"Alice, you’re deliberately picking a fight." Chester lowered his voice, but his tone was chillingly cold.

"You just can’t forget about her, that’s the truth..."

"Idiot!!"

Chester’s sudden shout left Alice stunned.

Alice hastily covered her ears, frowning and looking at him, "You’re the idiot, you’re also a jerk, a scoundrel..."

"Seems like we really need to solve this problem for good."

"What do you want to do?"

Alice jumped off the toilet, her body gradually retreating. The bathroom was large enough that she soon distanced herself from him.

Chester kept approaching, a pair of deep eyes staring fixedly at her, "Jealous little pot."

His ominous approach made Alice press against the cold wall in fear.

"Admit your mistake after misunderstanding me."

"I... I wasn’t wrong..."

This little girl...

Chester rolled up his sleeves, walked up to Alice, and pulled her into his arms, then lifted her horizontally.

She could never guess his intentions, but what he intended to do at that moment was crystal clear to her.

Every time she had a spat with him, he’d use this tactic.

Despicable!

Alice screamed in her heart, but Chester had already carried her to the large bed in the room.

He laid her down across his lap.

Alice angrily, "I’m not wrong... It’s clearly your fault... Chester... you big jerk..."

This little girl really knew how to torment someone. He had told her countless times that she was the only one in his heart now, yet she would still misunderstand him over trivial matters... She said he cared about Becca, but he even forgot when he mentioned Becca to Christine tonight. And she still said he was pining for Becca. Was he supposed to cut open his heart for her to believe him?

Smack!

Chester’s broad palm landed heavily on Alice’s butt.

Though covered by fabric, the thin dress couldn’t cushion Chester’s considerable strength.

"You... you hit me?" Alice pouted, clenching her teeth, "You despicable, shameless, contemptible jerk, what right do you have to hit me?"

She admitted, he had spanked her like that before, but that was a long time ago, and she wasn’t a kid anymore.

"Why don’t you trust me?"

"You got caught by me yourself..."

"It was just a couple of words showing concern for a friend. If it were Christine going on a trip today, I’d just as likely ask Becca about her..."

"That’s not an ordinary concern, you even drank alone over it..."

Alice’s lack of trust made Chester so angry he forgot his own strength, and spanked her again, hard.

This time Alice couldn’t hold back anymore and shed tears of grievance.

"Then I could also think you’re upset today because you didn’t see Howard!" Going to the Jones’ Mansion, he really worried about this. She had gone to great lengths to pursue Howard back then. He thought, if he saw her chatting happily with Howard tonight, she’d be in for it. Luckily, Howard wasn’t home.

If not for being driven to the point of helplessness by her anger, he’d never bear to hit her behind twice.

Chester reckoned that two smacks were enough, then held Alice up, letting her lean in his warm embrace.