Regretted It

Avery dragged her twisted leg and limped over, then opened the door in the direction of the passenger seat. Without waiting for her to sit still, Blake stepped on the throttle, and the car shot out like an arrow.

The car remained silent. She could clearly feel ice-cold anger coming from the side, she didn't know what Blake was angry about. Besides, the one who should be angry should be her.

The car drove into the manor and stopped in front of the villa. The two of them sat in their seats, neither of them moving. The long silence made the atmosphere inside the car extremely depressing, making it hard to breathe.

In the end, Avery was not as calm as Blake, she felt the stifling sensation in the car was unbearable, and subconsciously reached out to push the door, but Blake’s movements were even faster. He neatly locked the door, then grabbed her wrist and roughly pulled her into her chest.

"What are you crazy about …" Avery only had time to utter half a sentence before Blake’s lips press