Chapter 153 I Was Wrong
When Rebecca opened her eyes again, everything was pitch black.
She didn't know if it was because the curtains were drawn, making the room dim.
Or if it was already evening.
Looking back at the window, beside her, Frederick had also woken up.
The lights came on.
She could see clearly that the curtains weren't drawn—it really was nighttime.
So, from last night until now, they hadn't left the room for 24 hours?
Then, wouldn't Layla know everything?
"Frederick, this is all your fault!"
Both embarrassed and annoyed, Rebecca glared at the culprit, who looked completely satisfied, fuming.
"Becca, I was wrong..."
He admitted his fault readily. Frederick hugged Rebecca and lowered his head to kiss her, "But I absolutely won't change!"
Rebecca looked up.
Frederick's kiss landed perfectly at the corner of her lips, "Becca, you're so fragrant, sweet, and soft. It's already taken great effort for me to hold back until now. Besides, a man who's tasted sweetness, you know!"
Under his burning gaze, Rebecca's heart skipped a beat, "Stop talking nonsense, I don't know anything!"
Frederick's eyes narrowed slightly. "Becca, if you don't know, why are you feeling guilty?"
"I'm not feeling guilty! I'm not guilty at all!"
Raising her hand to hit him, the usually gentle and sweet Rebecca looked exactly like a cat with its fur standing on end at this moment.
In her mind, all those comics and novels she'd read before flooded back.
When Frederick pulled her into his arms, Rebecca discovered that there was no such thing as the most embarrassing—only more embarrassing.
Between her and him, both without a stitch of clothing, what had been dormant instantly awakened and rose because of her.
When Rebecca looked up at Frederick again, her face was so red it seemed about to catch fire.
"Frederick, you're such a liar!"
Rebecca's voice seemed full of countless grievances; her pitiful gaze staring at him was filled with accusations.
Frederick couldn't help but laugh, "What's wrong?"
"You said as long as I'm happy, anything goes! But I'm not happy at all right now..."
Quietly pulling the blanket over herself, Rebecca continued her accusations, "From last night until now, not only have I not eaten or drunk anything, but you also, you also..."
Rebecca couldn't continue.
Even though he knew she was deliberately putting on an act, Frederick felt like flowers were blooming in his heart, his pleasure and good mood showing through his eyes and brows.
"Alright, I won't bully you anymore!"
Frederick pulled Rebecca back into his arms, "But I need to clarify one thing—it's not that I didn't let you eat. I did call you, but you wouldn't get up. As for drinking water..."
His gaze slid over Rebecca's bright, moist red lips. Frederick said in a husky voice, "I fed you water."
"Oh."
Rebecca nodded, then looked up, meeting Frederick's gaze as it slid over her lips.
"Frederick, you're so bad!"
"But Becca, I'm only bad to you, just like I'm only good to you."
"Let go, I need to get up!"
"Then if I let go, let me kiss you once, just once, okay?"
"Ah... Frederick..."