Contract Marriage With The Disabled CEO Chapter 163


    Chapter 163 The Man Two Years Ago


    Outside the window, there was a hotel.


    The Hilton Hotel.


    Betty couldn’t believe her eyes.


    Kerwin had actually brought her to the


    Hilton Hotel. The ce that had broken her


    heart. The ce where she had lost her


    virginity two years ago!


    Betty looked over at Kerwin, her face pale, “Why are we here?”


    Kerwin still said nothing. He led her out of


    the car and into the hotel.


    Everyone in the hotel knew Kerwin. They escorted Betty and him respectfully into the elevator and up


    the stairs.


    Betty couldn’t stop his hands from shaking. She didn’t understand why Kerwin had done this, but she


    knew that she really didn’t want toe to this ce!


    Absolutely not!


    He seemed to have sensed Betty trembling,


    so he took her hand.


    After walking out of the elevator, Kerwin led Betty to the door of a room. Betty’s face went


    as pale as sheets when she saw the room


    number.


    She recognized the number.


    It was the room in which she had lost her


    virginity two years ago.


    Betty was wrecked in an instant.


    The painful memories from two years ago came flooding back.


    Betty felt like she was going to faint at any


    minute.


    But Kerwin only said, “Shall we go in?”


    “No,” Betty refused, “I don’t want to be here.


    I hate it here. Kerwin, let’s go somewhere


    else.”


    Kerwin persuaded her, “Betty, there are things you can’t run away from forever. You


    have to be brave. Besides…


    Kerwin wanted to say something else, but


    stopped.


    Betty just didn’t have the courage to face the scandal that had happened two years ago in


    front of Kerwin.


    She remembered that two years ago, she had been drugged by someone at a party. She felt


    weak yet burning hot.


    At that time, her mind had been muddled but


    she had known deep inside that she had to


    get out of there immediately.


    However, the minute she left the door, she


    had been taken to the Hilton Hotel by


    someone. They took her into the elevator and


    went upstairs.


    She remembered that there had been a man


    holding her tightly around the waist.


    Betty had tried to struggle, but she had no strength at all.


    She had tried to break free, or to call for help,


    but her feeble voice had failed to attract anyone’s attention or alert.


    Betty had felt bad. She knew what she was


    about to face!


    She had wanted to run away, and get rid of


    this man, but she just couldn’t move her feet,


    or escape.


    She had felt scared, but her head got dizzier


    and dizzier.


    Later, she had been taken to a room by the


    man. He threw her onto the bed, and like a


    wolf, he had devoured her. The heat kepting andpletely engulfed her. The drug had impaired


    her ability to resist and left her totally at the man’s mercy.


    What had happenedter was something


    Betty didn’t want to recall. The memory was


    like a bleeding wound. Remembering meant hurting.


    Over the years, every time the memory came up, she was ovee with hate.


    Who on earth had given her the drug? Why


    had he had to set her up? What had she done


    wrong?


    After that night two years ago, Betty knew


    that she could no longer face Jeffrey. She was


    sad. And her sky had been gray. She had seen


    no colors in her life since then. It was like the


    end of the world. She had lost all hope.


    Looking at the room in front of her, recalling


    all those memories, Betty was in a very bad


    mood. She wanted to leave the ce. She didn’t want to keep going with Kerwin


    anymore.


    Kerwin, however, forced her to walk to the


    door.


    Betty was displeased, “Kerwin, why are you doing this? I don’t want to be here. And I don’t want any


    gifts now.”


    Kerwin, for some reason, was very insistent


    this time. He looked at Betty, his obsidian


    eyes seeming to have light in them, “Betty, trust me.”


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    The few simple words got Betty hesitant. Reluctantly, atst, she followed him into the


    room.


    The room, still the same as it had been,


    exactly the same as in Betty’s dark memories, made her feel suffocated.


    Kerwin, however, as if he hadn’t noticed her


    pale face, took her hands and led her to sit on


    the bed with him.


    Betty kept her head down and didn’t dare to


    look at Kerwin. She was afraid deep down


    that her past memory would bother him and


    that he would despise her. What if what had


    happened to her two years ago reminded him that she was not a virgin? Would his feelings


    for her fade away because of that?


    “Look at me, Betty,” it was Kerwin’s low


    voice, “Look at me, please.”


    Betty slowly lifted her head and met Kerwin’s


    anxious eyes.


    In Kerwin’s eyes, there seemed to be


    something burning. “Now, close your eyes.


    close them,” he whispered.


    Betty had no energy to think about what


    Kerwin was going to do now, so she just


    closed her eyes.


    She heard Kerwin turn the lights off.


    Heid Betty gently down on the bed. With


    his lips slightly parted, he kissed her gently.


    Betty tensed up. Was it really good for the


    two of them to have sex together in this sad


    room?


    Kerwin, are we really going to do it here? No, I can’t…” she whispered gently.


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    “You can’t what?” Kerwin kissed her


    tenderly while whispering, “I think this is the


    perfect ce.”


    Kerwin’s kisses had put her in the right mood. And Betty’s body had gradually


    rxed. His warm yet strong fingers


    caressed her breasts. Betty couldn’t help but


    start to kiss him back.


    Obediently, he let her hold him tight.


    In the darkness, she saw his bright eyes. She


    looked forward to Kerwin’s further


    exploration.


    But at such a critical moment, Kerwin


    suddenly stopped.


    In the darkness, he whispered to her,


    “Doesn’t a scene like this remind you of


    anything?”


    He continued to touch her smooth skin, inch.


    by inch, going all the way to the sexiest


    ce, while not giving her what she wanted


    most at the moment. How erotic was that.


    Kerwin’s question made Betty panic. What


    else woulde to her mind when there


    were only bad memories here? Was Kerwin going to judge her and hate her? Was it why he had


    stopped?


    Betty’s words were incoherent, “Remind me of What? I don’t want to be reminded of anything.”


    Kerwin, however, had meant something else, “Betty, think about it. Don’t you find this


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    feeling very familiar?”


    Betty sensed Kerwin’s intention and


    frowned, “Kerwin, what are you trying to


    remind me of?”


    Seeing Betty’s reaction was so slow, Kerwin realized that she must have felt disgusted and rejected it


    two years ago, which was why


    she had felt such less from the bad


    experience.


    Kerwin stopped torturing Betty atst and only whispered, “Of the man two years ago.


    Betty’s body stiffened before she heard Kerwin say, “The man from two years ago, I’ve found him.”


    Betty froze for a sec. Then she started to tremble, her face going extremely pale.