After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter 899 Give In

Chapter 899 Give In

Then, Susan hung up the phone.

Upon looking around the room elaborately decorated where the candlelight dinner had been prepared on the table, and the sexy red dress she was wearing, she felt like a great sense of grievance surged up in her heart.

Manuel, you bastard!

Driven by madness, she simply ran away from home.

As soon as Susan hung up the call, Manuel rushed out of the office.

He hurried into Susan's office. But he didn't see her there. Then he rushed out of the building.

Undoubtedly, Clara was left alone, and he didn't even pay her a glance. Even though Clara had been following him to the underground parking lot with a pitiful look while struggling to explain, Manuel simply turned a deaf ear to her.

All he cared about was nobody but Susan.

With her teeth clenching, Clara watched his car galloping away.

She stamped her feet hard out of envy.

She just couldn't figure out why Manuel was so obsessed with Susan that a taciturn gentleman like him would look so panicked as soon as he noticed Susan getting mad.

Nor could she figure out why Susan appeared so appealing to him.

She screamed out of envy.

Her scream sounded so loud that the rest of those cars started alarming.

She swore she wouldn't simply give up.

Never.

Soon, he arrived home.

As soon as he walked past the door, he saw the parlour had been elaborately decorated, where there was a bouquet of roses, a bottle of fine wine and candlesticks standing on the table. Upon seeing that, he fell into silence.

Needless to say, he could tell that Susan was planning something tonight.

Swallowing, he knew he had been too nonchalant with her during these days.

But it was all because of what she had once said to him in the hospital-At that time, she used to complain that she would feel hurt when his scrawny body bumped into her skin. It was from then on that he made up his mind-he would never strip himself off in front of her until he had put on enough weight again.

He had been doing workouts in the gym these days.

And he felt like his muscle started growing again.

However, that was not enough for him.

He would always do the best he could whenever facing Susan.

However, it turned out that she couldn't wait any longer.

While standing here and noticing her thoughts, he felt like being turned on.

He got to admit that Susan was good at alluring him to desire.

As soon as he recalled the fact that Susan was expecting him a few hours ago for a romantic night to spend together, he felt like being overwhelmed with lust for her. With his fists clenching, he thought that the long abstinence had almost driven him crazy.

While swallowing, he struggled to hold back his burning urge.

Now figuring out Susan's whereabouts should be his top priority.

Then he turned around and was about to leave.

As far as he knew about her, he reckoned she could run away from the house.

Ever since they were kids, she had always been willful and reckless.

When he tried to call her, he noticed that her phone was off.

He hurried to head to the gate.

At this moment, he had planned to go around the city to search for her.

At the thought of that, he felt like his body went taut for no reason.

His mouth and lips turned thirsty under the effect of hormones, which was a new experience for him.

He started speeding up his pace.

As he was about to walk past the gate, a familiar voice sounded from behind, "Manuel."

Stunned, he froze on spot, wondering if it was an illusion.

He turned around with great disbelief, surprised to replace that someone was standing in a corner under the shadow, which could hardly be noticed in the dim candlelight.

He seemed to remember that he had just walked past that corner. However, he failed to notice her.

Perhaps it was because he was too anxious to notice that. Or perhaps it was because the burning desire had blinded his eyes.

Struggling to compose himself, he slowly approached.

He supposed she must have run away out of madness.

As far as he was concerned, he never expected her to be waiting still in the house.

She shouldn't have been likely to swallow down the grievance alone.

He had even figured out what to do to dissipate her anger.

However, she was waiting still right there.

At this moment, he felt his desire was running out of control.

Then he stopped in her front.

If either of them could take one more step forward, they would cling to each other.

She must notice that his body turned burning hot and he kept on gasping out of control, he reckoned.

He simply stared at her as she leaned against the wall.

The red slip dress hung loose on her body, while one of the suspenders of which had dropped below her shoulder as she slightly tilted sideways.

Upon seeing that, he couldn't help swallowing.

However, Susan didn't seem to notice what he was thinking.

She was still amid a temper.

She should have walked away and headed to a club to spend the rest of the night with some handsome guys there, she supposed.

However, as soon as she walked past the door, she returned for no reason.

She felt like she wanted nobody but Manuel only.

In the following minutes, she was writhing in hesitation at a dark corner.

However, never did she expect Manuel to return so soon.

Was he worried about her?

But if that was the case, he shouldn't have talked to Clara for so long.

Since he had already noticed what Clara had been thinking, why did he spare her the chance to stay with him alone?

Tears welled up in her eyes.

However, she remained silent on the surface as she wanted Manuel to reflect on it and grow guilty of what he had done. After that, she expected an apology.

Surrounded by silent air, Susan averted her eyes from him.

But meanwhile, Manuel had been sizing up her body from head to toe.

Undoubtedly, his mindset was different from hers.

As time went by, she felt like she was running out of patience.

In less than five minutes, she drained her patience.

She raised her head to huff, "Manuel, are you stupid? Why don't you say something?"

She wanted nothing but some sweet words to comfort herself.

After all, she was too proud to give in first.

Under the shadow, Manuel remained silent with his lips pressed. What she failed to notice was that his hands were shivering.

"Manuel!" her eyes went bloodshot.

What an idiot!

She almost burst into anxious tears.

"Just tell me that you didn't mean to talk to Clara. Say it! Then I will forgive you." She finally compromised.

Whatever, she had been used to his face of nonchalance and his annoying silence.