Chapter 237


    Holding on to his neck and being stuck within his embrace, I was pushed back against the railing of the


    wooden bridge by Christopher. The bridge swung a little as if it would fall apart at any moment. I held


    onto him even tighter as I was afraid of falling.


    He started with a kiss before slipping his fingers into my shirt. Annoyed with how tight my top was, he


    pulled it up and caused it to rub against my face.


    My head was hazy, and my body was on fire. He pushed toward me even more and made my body


    inclined outward.


    I could almost see our reflections on theke. When the wooden bridge was making a creaking sound,


    I tensed up.


    If the bridge fell immediately, then I would be the first woman who drowned while kissing her


    boyfriend. Everyone in Avenport wouldugh at the news of my death until the end of time.


    In a distance, I could see the couple whom I saw earlier walking out of the small forest and caught what


    we were doing. I could even hear what they were saying, though barely.


    “Wow, is that the woman from earlier? Is she doing something lewd with her boyfriend over there? The


    sign says not to enter. Aren’t they afraid that the bridge might copse?”


    “It’s all right. After they fall, we can just call the ambnce and share it on Twitter.”


    “They aren’t nning to do it there, are they? That woman’s top looks like it’s about toe off.”


    I desperately tried to stop Christopher from continuing after hearing their chatter, but he seemed to


    have no intention of halting. Instead, he slipped his other hand into my skirt.


    “Don’t. It’s dangerous… Someone…” I tried to press his hand down.


    “Rx, I’m a good swimmer. I won’t let anything happen to you.” Christopher gently bit my earlobe


    before moving to my neck.


    I don’t think that’s the issue here. I saw the couple stretching their necks trying to see what we were


    doing.


    My god. Do you people have to do this?


    Thankfully, Christopher’s punishment didn’t mean something far more embarrassing for me. He quickly


    let me down and blocked their line of sight with his body. He helped to pull my shirt down before


    hugging me tight and roared at the busybodies, “What are you looking at?! Never seen lovers being


    intimate before?”


    I could feel my cheeks burning as I looked at him like a fool.


    The man embarrassedly pulled the woman away, but the woman wanted to stare at Christopher longer.


    My danger rm was ringing, so I pushed myself out of his embrace, and, with my arm around his


    neck, red at the woman. “This man is mine!”


    “You think you’re hot stuff just because you have a handsome boyfriend? Maybe he’s just a kept man!”


    The woman then pulled her boyfriend away in a huff.


    I couldn’t help but giggled. “Did you hear what they just called you, Christopher?”


    “Well, the only person being kept is you.” Christopher grinned and purposefully bumped against me


    with his hard rod.


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    “Jerk!” I pouted before gently punching him. “Your friends are waiting for you. I think we should go and


    meet them, lest they wait for us even longer.”


    “Nah, I’ll pass. We’ll just drink, y cards and shoot the sh*t. It’s boring. When they’re drunk, they’ll


    start saying nonsense, and I don’t feel like punching anyone right now. Let’s find somewhere to eat


    instead. I’m starving. This is your fault,” Christopher said fiercely.


    I pouted again before holding his hand tightly as we crossed the bridge. I really didn’t want to bear


    another second of the risk of falling off the rotting structure.


    After we walked out of the bridge, I saw Christopher was looking a little depressed, so I whispered to


    him, “Happy birthday, Christopher!”


    “Happy birthday, my ass. There’s no present for me. Hmph.”