Chapter 1242: 649: Extra: The Big Bad Wolf and the Little White Rabbit Make Up 2

Alice Robinson’s body trembled, and she involuntarily stopped in her tracks. Despite the intense struggle in her heart, she kept telling herself not to believe what he said...He walked up behind her and continued, "I love you, Alice, I love you, I love you, I love you..."

"I’m begging you to stop saying that!" Alice suddenly covered her ears, tears uncontrollably flooding down like a torrent.

He stepped forward to embrace her. This time she only struggled slightly, but he stubbornly refused to let go, his eyes deep and profound like a bottomless black pool, locking onto her intensely.

"I love you..."

Alice’s face was already streaked with tears. She broke free from him, turned around, not letting him see her crying.

"You’re lying to me..."

"No." He hugged her from behind. "I wouldn’t say such things lightly."

"You’ve said it to Becca many times too..." She turned back around.

"Are you sure? Did you hear it?" He smiled, hugging her tightly, kissing her forehead, making it impossible for her to escape.

"..." Of course, she hadn’t heard it. How could she be present when he confessed to Becca?

"No matter what I said to Becca before, those were words spoken when I hadn’t sorted out my feelings."

"You say that now, of course, because you can’t win Becca over anymore."

"Do you want me to swear?" He raised his hand, "If there is still Becca in my heart, let me have nothing for the rest of life, end up alone in my old age, and let me be Alice Robinson’s slave all my life."

Alice was amused by Chester Robinson’s words, but still felt angry.

"I don’t want you to be my slave."

"Then I’ll be a henpecked husband." He surprisingly beamed with joy.

Alice blushed.

Chester, taking an inch and demanding a mile, shamelessly said, "Marry me!"

"Let go of me first!" Alice suddenly remembered to struggle.

"Promise to marry me, and I’ll let go." Chester became increasingly roguish.

"You..." Alice was both furious and embarrassed, yet he held on to her, making it impossible for her to escape!

"How can you be so shameless? Let go now!"

Chester not only didn’t let go but held her even tighter.

"I said, promise me and I’ll let go!"

"You are so..."

"Promise me, Alice, there’s really only you in my heart, not Becca."

"You, you’re bringing her up again?" Alice puckered her lips, her eyebrows furrowed together.

Seeing this made Chester burst into laughter. Being angry? Getting jealous means you care.

Several people suddenly emerged from the villa: Mrs. Geoffrey, Aunt PA, Christine Quinn...

The sight of Chester embracing Alice let everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing the crowd, Alice abruptly broke free from Chester’s arms, her cheeks flushed like red apples.

Christine smartly remarked, "We didn’t see anything, you two continue... have a good talk!"

"It’s all your fault!" Alice glared coldly at the person beside her, "Let go of me!" She stomped on his foot forcefully and turned to walk into the villa.

Chester winced in pain, chasing after her, "Alice..."

On the second floor, Alice was about to close the door when Chester had already slipped in through the crack.

Alice opened the door in defeat and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window in the room.

Chester entered the room, closed the door, and embraced her from behind.

Alice struggled, but he held her tighter, his arms firmly around her.

Alice gave up struggling and suddenly burst into tears.

Chester was startled, moving around to face her, anxious, "Alice..."

She swung her clenched fists hard against his chest, sobbing in grievance, "You big jerk, why do you still appear in front of me, jerk!!"

Chester caught Alice’s hands, listening to her grievances, he felt as if he were in heaven.

He pressed her into his embrace, "Let’s start over, baby."

She pouted defiantly, "Who’s your baby."

He smiled, "Of course, it’s you."

"I don’t deserve it."

He gently steadied her soft shoulders that trembled with restrained sobbing, lifting her lowered face with infinite tenderness, "I’ve never called anyone else this, this name, I only called you, and from now on, I won’t just call you this in bed."

Her face flushed crimson at this moment.

In past moments of intimacy, he often called her that, but he didn’t know how much it pained her heart every time he did.

Only in bed would he call her that, away from her, they were merely like brother and sister.

With stubbornness, she declared, "I don’t care!"

He lifted her chin, "Even if you don’t care, I’ll still call you that, and soon, you’ll have another title, wife."