Chapter 1204: 630: Extra Story: The Big Bad Wolf Tries Hard to Win the Little White Rabbit’s Heart 3

Alice Robinson didn’t expect Chester Robinson to let her contact Claud Laurence so easily. She turned around to make the call elsewhere, but unexpectedly, Chester’s voice suddenly sounded behind her, "And you might as well tell him you’re planning to break up with him."Alice’s body jolted, her eyes widened, and she turned back.

Chester’s handsome face was expressionless, calm, and self-controlled.

Alice frowned as she walked up to Chester, gritting her teeth as she asked, "What do you really want?"

Chester’s face was calm, "I want you."

Alice helplessly lowered her eyes, then lifted them to glare at him fiercely, "I’ve told you, you and I are impossible!!"

Chester smiled faintly, "That’s just what you say."

"Do you really not understand, I don’t love you anymore... I have no feelings for you at all."

Little did she know that every word of rejection she spoke cruelly pierced his heart.

Still, his face retained a smile, "It doesn’t matter if you don’t love me, I can try to make you fall in love with me again."

"I’ve already told you about my relationship with Claud Laurence, and I’m about to get married to Claud..."

Chester interrupted Alice, "You won’t marry him."

Alice was taken aback, staring at him in astonishment. How did he know she was going to marry Claud Laurence? She and Claud had always kept this matter a secret.

Suddenly, Alice’s eyes widened as she remembered the damaged phone.

"You actually peeked at my text messages; you’re so shameless."

Faced with her accusation, he didn’t explain and remained calm, "You’ll only marry me."

Alice scornfully said, "I would never marry someone as despicable as you."

Chester let out a laugh, "No matter how you see me, I won’t let go of you."

Alice frowned, "You said you’d let me go after seven days!!"

Chester stepped forward, grabbing Alice’s slender body to pull her towards him. He leaned down to whisper in her ear, "Based on your use of lies to deceive me, I’ve decided not to fulfill my promise to you."

"What did I lie to you about?"

Chester smiled, holding Alice tightly, his hand sliding ambiguously along her waist, "Do you really think I would believe the lie you told me?"

"I haven’t lied to you about anything."

"Really?" Chester’s smile deepened, "Did Claud Laurence ever touch you the way I do?" He held her firmly, his fingers slipping through her waistband to cover her round, shapely rear.

"You..." Alice blushed and pushed him away forcefully.

He had the demeanor of a gentleman, as if shamelessness had nothing to do with him.

He looked at her flushed and angry face with great interest, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth, "Your reaction only solidified my answer."

"I’d be crazy to believe you’d keep your promises." Alice turned and ran away.

Chester assumed Alice had run back to the villa by herself. He didn’t chase after her, just watching her retreating figure, a trace of despair appeared on his face, his smile slowly fading.

Chester lingered on the beach for an hour.

Returning to the villa, he assumed she had already gone to sleep. He habitually went to her room to check on her, but unexpectedly, her figure was absent.

Recalling her displeased back as she ran away that evening, an inexplicable sense of foreboding formed in his heart. He immediately summoned a servant to inquire.

The servant looked bewildered, claiming not to have seen Alice return, as they always thought she was with him.

He drew in a sharp breath, immediately dashed out of the villa, and ran toward the location of the yacht on the island.

When he saw the yacht had disappeared, looking out at the vast ocean, for the first time in his life, he panicked.

The few servants who came afterward were all taken aback by the missing yacht.

"No way? Did Miss Robinson sail away in the yacht?"

"But Miss Robinson doesn’t know the coordinates of this island, she wouldn’t know how to get out..."

"What should we do now? Will Miss Robinson be alright?"

The servants began to scatter, calling out, "Miss Robinson, Miss Robinson..."

Chester calmed down and dialed Howard Geoffrey’s mobile number, regardless of interrupting Howard and his sweet wife’s good dreams, he urgently asked, "Howard, does your yacht have a GPS installed... Good... Please locate the yacht as fast as you can..."

The servants were still searching on the island for Alice’s whereabouts. Very quickly, Howard called Chester, providing him with the precise location of the yacht.

Chester had already arranged for another yacht to be brought over. He intended to steer it personally to search for the other yacht, but at this moment, a servant came running over...