The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chapter 1519

Chapter 1519

Chapter 1519

"Nathan!" Yulia suddenly shouted, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Nathan coldly stared at her, "What's the matter? Are you embarrassed or feeling insulted? If youwere an innocent woman, a bit of shyness would be normal, and a little temper tantrum can even beseen as cute. But you... acting shy at this moment, don't you think it's too fake?

“You can throw a tantrum, but the premise is that you need to have the qualifications for it. Askyourself, does a woman who sleeps with a man for company shares have the right to lose temper?"

Yulia was so enraged by his sarcastic remarks that she was trembling. Her petite nose was flaringwith anger, and her lips were moving as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how tocounter his words.b2 How could she bear such humiliation? She knew about Nathan'sdissatisfaction and sarcasm towards her. After all, she had experienced it before.

But she never thought that in Nathan's eyes, she was so unbearable. No woman could bear suchwords. If they heard these words, other than being angry, they might just pick a fight with the man,using the simplest and most violent way to vent their dissatisfaction.

But she couldn't do it. All she felt now was sadness and weakness.

Besides, what would happen if she fought back against Nathan?

She knew the outcome would not be pleasant, so why bother?

She couldn't rebut him with powerful words, she couldn't fight with him, and at this moment, shecouldn't even face him.

Her eyes were sore and teary, and she bit her lip as her trembling hand lifted the covers, revealingthe smooth skin covered in bruises. Just by looking at these, it was not hard to imagine how intensetheir sex had been, and how her delicate body had endured his madness and ferocity.

She endured the pain in her body, got out of bed, picked up the clothes from the floor, and put onher underwear. Her face remained calm, but her trembling limbs repeatedly failed to get her dressedproperly.

After a long while, she finally got her bra on, clumsily buttoning up the back with trembling hands.But she seemed not to want to correct it, maybe she didn't even realize she had buttoned it wrong.She continued to pick up her coat from the floor, not even putting it on before holding it and headingfor the bedroom door.

Nathan just coldly watched her. Feeling that she was about to leave, he spoke grimly, "Where areyou going?"

Yulia shook her head, her hands trembling uncontrollably, and as soon as she grasped thedoorknob, she found herself unable to exert any force. "You don't need to be responsible for me,and I have nothing to do with you. I don't want to see you now. I'll wait for your divorce papers, andI'll cooperate with whatever you want to do. As to divorce, I agree, and let's never see each otheragain."

She really didn't want to see Nathan anymore, and she didn't want to hear anything about him.

Yulia's words were somewhat confused, and there was a tremor in her voice if you listenedcarefully. She couldn't fight back, but at least she could run away.

She forced the door open, clutching her clothes as she was about to step out, but someone frominside closed the door, making a loud sound. The door shut completely, sealing tightly without anygap.

Behind her, Nathan's tall body pressed against hers, pinning her between the door and him. Thestrong scent of the man enveloped her, making her somewhat breathless.

"Where are you going? Yulia, I just mentioned him, and you want to leave me for him? Don't be insuch a hurry to show me your dependence on Ronald, I'm not happy, you'd better be quiet."

Yulia clutched her clothes tightly at her chest, and Nathan's body pressed against her even morefirmly.

She was pinned against the door, unable to move. She struggled to suppress her anger, letting outa low growl.

"Nathan! What the hell do you want?" She seemed to have a naturally gentle and delicate voice,even when she was yelling now, there wasn't much aggressiveness.

Nathan turned her around, gripping her frail shoulders and looking down at her, his voice low andcommanding. "Go take a shower."

Yulia's anger had reached a boiling point. "Mind your own business!"

"Are you gonna shower or not?" Nathan's voice suddenly became even deeper.

"I said no! Let go of me!"

Yulia was almost screaming crazily, pushing against his solid chest, hoping to turn around and openthe door at the slightest gap, but she was pulled into his arms.

He turned and walked straight to the bathroom in the bedroom.

"Let go of me! Nathan!! Put me down!"

Nathan chuckled, putting her under the bathroom shower, and without hesitation, he turned on theswitch. Hot water instantly poured over Yulia, drowning all her craziness. Yulia looked up at him, hereyes swollen and her face soaked with water, appearing as though she had cried deeply.

Nathan tightly pursed his lips, feeling a bit weak inside.

"What exactly do you want, Nathan, what do you want to do?" Her eyes were red and swollen, hervoice trembling, and the water on her face made Nathan feel Yulia was really crying.

"Shower.

His anger had subsided a bit, and his voice was certainly not as cold and commanding as before.He even lifted his hand trying to take the clothes Yulia was clutching tightly in her arms.

But Yulia clung to the clothes.

Nathan tugged, and she stubbornly refused to let go. However, Yulia was ultimately no match forNathan's strength, and as she saw the clothes about to be taken away, her anger finally erupted,she violently swinging her soaked clothes at Nathan. "Leave me alone! Get away from me! Youcrazy psychopath!"

Water splashed all around. Due to her force, the sensation of water drops hitting her body felt likepellets hitting her body.

Nathan let her yell and attack, water drops falling on him making him look disheveled. He quicklytook the clothes from Yulia's hands, who was already exhausted and had hardly any strength left.

Yulia still refused to let go, stubbornly using every ounce of her strength to demonstrate herdetermination not to admit defeat to Nathan through a piece of clothing.

"Alright, aren't you tired of this yet?"

Yulia was panting, her hair was wet and messy.