Chapter 929


    Maja turned around, soon hearing the sound of water.


    Following that was the sound of tissue being pulled out, then the flush of a toilet.


    Maja was there, helping him wash his hands.


    As the water ran, she heard him ask, "How''s Coco doing?"


    Just as suspected. Despite the harsh words he spat out in angerst night, his heart didn''t truly feel


    that way.


    "It''s no longer in any danger."


    "Good"


    Their conversation was somewhat stilted.


    Once they finished washing their hands, Maja grabbed a paper towel to help him dry off.


    arms.


    But he didn''t do that. Instead, he lowered his gaze to watch her diligently wiping each finger.


    After drying his hands, she tossed the paper towel into the nearby trash bin.


    “Aren''t you hungry? Let''s go grab something to eat."


    Butn didn''t respond.


    Maja noticed his reluctance to leave and was puzzled. He then asked, "Was it you that night? You were


    in Greenfield Gardens."


    She didn''t answer.


    The mirror clearly reflected their expressions.


    "| remember pinning you down on the bed, gripping your waist. | was drunk, but you weren''t. You totally


    could have pushed me away, but you didn''t. Maja, you''re strange. You seem like you don''t like me, but


    you always give off vibes that you do."


    "| don''t give a damn whether you like me or not, but you can''t stop me."


    With that, his freshly washed fingers began to unzip her pants.


    Maja looked up at him in surprise. He lowered his head and kissed her without hesitation, while his


    fingers found their way to her most private area.


    Soon after,n took a deep breath, let her go, and waved his fingers in front of Maja''s face.


    "You reacted."


    Maja''s breath hitched, and she desperately wanted to flee from the embarrassing situation.


    But then he said, "My wound hurts."


    That sentence was like a paralyzing spell. Maja froze, momentarily forgetting his previous actions, and


    said, "Let me see how your wound is doing."


    As she reached to unbutton his shirt, she metn''s gaze and froze.


    He was looking at her, rubbing the two fingers from earlier against his lips.


    Maja couldn''t look him in the eyes anymore.


    "Maja, we aren''t husband and wife, nor are we dating. What | just did, you should be mad at me."


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    As he spoke, he leaned slightly forward, his eyes intensely focused on her, asserting dominance.


    "But not only are you not mad, you even epted it."


    With that, his fingers slid down from her waist again as he said, "You didn''t even resist me. Do you


    actually like me, or are you just a casual woman when ites to love, satisfied as long as you feel


    good?"


    Maja didn''t respond.n closed his eyes, his movements bing more intense.


    His lips were against hers, anticipating her reaction. He withdrew his fingers and said, "I''m hungry."


    Maja looked up at him, still caught up in the suggestive atmosphere.


    He wanted to say that she was using him without taking responsibility, still loving someone else in her


    heart.


    Maja took a deep breath. Despite her weak knees, she supportedn, and they left the room.


    After they left,n sat on the bed, leaning against a pillow and opening his mouth.


    Maja had no choice but to spoon-feed him the soup.


    After feeding him, she unbuttoned his shirt, checked the wound on his chest, and rebandaged it.


    until dusk.


    "Maja"


    "Hmm?"


    "Could you bring over thepany documents and read them to me?"