CHAPTER 128: CHAPTER 128: ELIAS, DON’T BE LIKE THIS

Elias Warner once again pinned Annelise Winter beneath him, leaving Annelise surprised.

With her other hand, she tried to push Elias away, and in her panic, she grabbed onto Elias’s chest muscles.

Firm and solid...

Annelise’s face instantly turned red, and she began to stammer.

"I... I, I’m leaving... leaving!"

"What’s wrong, Annelise? Why are you stammering like this?"

Lucas Lowell regretted Annelise’s departure; after all, he had prepared to be with Annelise today.

Elias frowned as Annelise’s panicked touch left him puzzled. He suddenly bent down, pressing Annelise onto the car hood, biting at her slender neck.

"Mm..."

Annelise couldn’t help but let out a hiss.

"Annelise, what’s really going on with you? Where are you? I’ll come pick you up!"

"No, it’s... it’s fine!"

"Pop!" A large hand reached over, snatching Annelise’s phone, and hung up.

He tossed the phone back inside the car window, then lifted Annelise horizontally, hiding her in the back seat.

He hadn’t been with her like this for a long time.

Five years.

In these five years, he had been suppressing his feelings.

Now, seeing her with another man, it had exploded.

"Elias Warner, let go..."

Annelise instinctively began to resist again, but Elias restrained her hands.

His deep eyes fixed on Annelise: "You say you weren’t with him at the Lowell family? Then I must check carefully if there’s any other scent on you."

"Mm..."

Annelise felt a large hand controlling her.

The sensation on her body quickly brought her a sense of shame.

Unexpectedly, such a strong feeling arose.

Annelise’s face turned pale, the feeling dragged her deep into an abyss.

Her head was spinning.

A sports car drove out of the Lowell family villa.

Because Annelise suddenly hung up the phone, Lucas Lowell sensed something was off.

He drove out to search, only to find Elias Warner’s car at the entrance.

His sister Sylvia Lowell’s words echoed in his mind.

"Elias and I were taking a walk, got tired, so he brought me back."

Had Elias Warner become so reluctant to leave his sister?

No way.

Based on Lucas Lowell’s understanding of men, Elias Warner’s feelings for his sister Sylvia hadn’t reached such a level.

He parked his car and walked towards Elias Warner’s car.

Inside the car.

Elias Warner forcibly pinned Annelise under him; at this point, his mind was clouded.

He just wanted to take it further now.

The sense of humiliation on Annelise was also reaching its limit.

Could it be, she really couldn’t escape the tangle with him?

"Knock! Knock!"

The sound came from the car window.

This finally slowed down Elias’s actions.

Annelise took the chance to sit up, hiding in the corner of the car.

Elias Warner’s face was icy, raising an eyebrow.

Was she so afraid of being discovered?

"Elias, are you there? It’s Lucas!"

Hearing it was Lucas Lowell outside, Elias Warner’s face turned even grimmer.

He glanced at Annelise, took off his jacket, and draped it over her.

He opened the car door.

Lucas Lowell saw Elias Warner getting out of the car and asked, "Did you see Annelise?"

"No!"

Elias lit a cigarette, the swirling smoke making Lucas Lowell squint.

"Why are you here? Why haven’t you left? Sylvia said you left after dropping her off."

Elias frowned.

Exhaled a puff of smoke.

Coldly said, "I’m leaving now."

He opened the front car door and got in.

Lucas Lowell bent his head to look inside.

"What? Late at night, Young Master Lowell has a voyeuristic habit? You standing next to me like a ghost, trying to scare who?"

"Um... no..."

Lucas Lowell retreated in embarrassment.

Elias Warner stepped on the gas and left.

Leaving Lucas Lowell standing outside alone.

Only then did Annelise regain her composure.

"What? Why are you so afraid? We aren’t having an affair!"

Elias Warner rolled down the car window.

Stretched out his hand, with long fingers, fair skin, holding a cigarette, his sleeve rolled up the forearm, casually resting on the car window.

His hand was beautiful, the veins showed strength.

Occasionally he flicked, tapping ash off the cigarette outside the window.

The ash flickering in the night like stars.

The night was deep, Elias Warner’s car gradually merged into the traffic.

Annelise stared outside, still worried, wondering how much Lucas Lowell had just seen.

Elias Warner seemed to have x-ray vision, instantly seeing through her thoughts.

"This car window is tinted from the outside, you can rest assured!"

Upon hearing Elias Warner’s words, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where are you heading?"

She sighed with relief but worried over Elias Warner’s earlier actions towards her.

Where was he going?

Would the earlier situation continue?

Elias Warner didn’t look back, coldly saying, "To finish what was unfinished."

Annelise nervously zipped up her dress.

"Aren’t you a germaphobe? Or have you forgotten about Chase Perry?"

The speed suddenly dropped.

A jolt, Annelise’s cheek hit the side window, making a sound.

Pain shot through.

Elias Warner stayed silent, continuing to drive.

He stubbed out his cigarette, tossing it out the car window, then heavily closed the window.

A step on the gas, he stopped the car outside a villa.

"Get out!"

Annelise surprised, frantically opened the car door and got out.

She dared not look back, fearful that Elias Warner would follow her.

She was afraid the earlier scene would happen again.

Not knowing if she could withstand the earlier bodily sensations again.

She bit her lip, teeth pressing on the lips, turning them bright red.

Not knowing if she anticipated or feared it.

She paid attention to the footsteps behind.

For a long time, she heard nothing.

Until she entered the villa.

Behind her came the sound of an engine starting.

He didn’t leave? Where was he going late at night?

Just now, was he specifically waiting for her at Sylvia’s villa?

Was he driving away because Lucas Lowell interrupted?

Did he call her out of the car just to humiliate her?

Annelise’s head was a mess.

She didn’t even know how she ended up standing in the living room of the villa.

Uncle Ford heard footsteps, thinking Elias had returned.

He put on his coat and turned on the light, only to see Annelise standing dazedly in the hall.

"Miss Winter? Why are you back so late? What happened to you? You’re..."

Uncle Ford looked Annelise up and down.

At this moment, Annelise looked particularly disheveled, her hair falling over her shoulders, bite marks from Elias on her neck.

Even the zipper on her dress was broken.

"Are you alright? It’s late at night, how did you come back? Did Young Master Lowell bring you back?"

He was worried about Annelise.

After all, Elias had asked him to investigate Lucas Lowell.