Mr. Kane Got cklisted By Eleven Jewell Chapter 39


    Chapter 39


    Ste froze as if her body was stuck. Then, she slowly turned her head around.


    Keegan was lying on his side next to her, and his eyes were half–closed. One side of his face was


    buried in his pillow, while the other visible side showed a frown. He was displeased to be woken up out


    of the blue.


    Looking down, Ste’s hand was still stately resting on Keegan’s chest.


    She abruptly took back her hand. Her whole body went numb, her brain felt rusty, and she was not able


    to get her thoughts straight. Ste then asked an obvious question.


    “Why are you here?”


    Keegan did not even bother to open his eyes. “I thought you rented me for the night?” he repliedzily.


    The memories of her being drunk were suddenlying back to Ste.


    “How much for a night?


    “Your good looks deserve a higher price.


    “I want to sleep with you,” she recalled what she had said.


    Ste was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and hide.


    There’s no way I said that!‘ She thought.


    She pretended not to hear what Keegan said. She grabbed her clothes and attempted to get up.


    But, suddenly, Keegan’s arm swooped in and pulled her back into bed. “Don’t run. You haven’t paid


    me.”


    “Who, who’s running?” Ste was flustered. She covered herself with the nket as she blushed. “And,


    pay you for what?”


    Keegan propped up his head on his left hand and held onto the nket with his right. He pulled her


    closer and said, “Pay me for sleeping with you. Three thousand and five hundred dors.”


    ‘I was drunk when I said that! Does he really think he’s a prostitute?‘


    Ste blushed a deep red. “We just ‘slept‘ together on the same bed! Why should I pay you three


    thousand and five hundred dors?” Ste said through gritted teeth.


    ‘Does he think I’m dumb? Nothing even happened between us!’


    “If we weren’t just sleeping‘ together, did you think it would be this low priced?” Keegan asked.


    “I was drunkst night. My words don’t count!” Ste replied.


    Keegan narrowed his eyes dauntingly. “You were drunk, and that’s why you asked a random guy to


    sleep with you? Is that what a wife should do?”


    Ste was annoyed by his words, and she shot back with her reply. “What a wife should do? I was


    drunk. Is it my fault if I mistake people for others or if I talk nonsense? What about you, then? You’re


    sober, yet you mess around with other women! Is this what a husband should do? If you can’t do it,


    don’t ask me to do the same for you!”


    Keegan was infuriated by Ste’s speech. “I’m talking about you,” he said angrily. “Don’t force your


    twisted analogy onto me.”


    “What twisted analogy? You’re the one who has double standards! Besides, I didn’t sleep with anyone


    else, and even if I did, we are getting a divorce soon anyways. Why does it matter?”


    ‘Amazing! This bastard cheated on me so many times, yet he has the nerve to criticize me?‘


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    Ste broke free from Keegan’s arm and tried to leave the bed. He abruptly grabbed her shoulders and


    pulled her back, turning over to pin her under him. He grasped her by her chin and challenged her, “I


    dare you to say that again.” His expression was dark.


    ‘This bastard is so strong. Even my bones hurt from his grip.‘ Ste was furious, and she red at him


    with her almond–shaped eyes. “Was there anything wrong with what I said? Oh, Mr. Kane, we are


    getting divorced soon. You have no right to control who I want to sleep with! Not letting me sleep with


    others when you’re impotent–mm-”


    All of a sudden, Keegan gruffly bit Ste’s lips before she could finish her sentence.