The moment that marked us
Chapter 81

Chapter 81:.

“There’s food in the kitchen fridge!” he said, then got up and walked to the window of the house, looking out at the dark night outside. It was very cold in the hills in late autumn, and there was fog over the window.

Sherry looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly the figure looked very familiar. It looked like William Rowland, but it sounded different. She shook her head to get rid of her silly thought. She felt strange because William Rowland had occupied her mind recently and she had to think of him again because the man in front of her. What the hell!

She put her purse on the couch and asked softly, “What do you want to eat?”

“Anything!” he wasn’t demanding, but he sounded very tired.

As she headed for the kitchen on the second floor, she turned, unsure, but finally opened her mouth, “Sir, I’m checking again, you told me I could keep my son, does that mean I can tell him I’m his mom?”

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Still standing in front of the French window, she turned and answered, “Yes!”.

Her heart was pounding wildly at that. How could that be possible? Did he say he could tell her son that she was his mother? Such ecstasy swept over her that she could hardly control it for a moment, a beaming smile replaced the restlessness on her small face, “I’ll cook right now!”

William watched her as she entered the kitchen, and took a puff on his cigarette, wondering in what way he should remove his mask and how she would react if he did.

He had never been so worried about one thing, but at this moment, the worries clouded him.

“Sir, why don’t you have a cup of coffee before dinner?”. Sherry saw that there were freshly purchased coffee beans in the kitchen, so she brewed a cup and poured it on the coffee table, “Dinner will be ready soon!”.

The hope in her heart gave her a light mood. In a short time, he cooked four dishes and a soup and brought them to the dining table, “Sir, it’s time to eat!”.

Although there was not much passion in his voice, apparently, he sounded more friendly. William still can’t let go of his worries.

Looking at her small face, he frowned slightly, unnoticed by her, “Good! Please sit down.”

He reached over, put the cigarette out in the ashtray and went to wash his hands, twice, he didn’t forget.

Sherry watched the way he washed his hands at the kitchen sink, and again this scene was very familiar to her.

“Do you…?” she asked entranced, “Do I know you?”

He stiffened and said other things, “Perhaps you might consider sleeping in the guest room this first night!”. Then he got up and went upstairs.

She had thought he wouldn’t let her go easily, after all, they spent their time in bed on their first meeting, but he seemed to have no interest in her tonight.

She watched his back, deep in thought.

He said he had time to think. His gentle tone made him seem very considerate.

Sherry washed the dishes and put them away in the cupboard before taking her suitcase up to the second floor. She went to the guest room.

The entire Villa fell into silence.

She wasn’t sleepy, but she kept thinking, did she really have to be the mistress of that man in the fox mask?

Did her life have to be like this? –living in darkness, focusing on him all her life even though there was no love between them.Is it her destiny? But what destiny! Sherry smiled bitterly mocking herself.

She flipped her phone in her hand unconsciously, but accidentally made a call to William. At that moment, a musical chime suddenly rang through the house. Her brain buzzed and she wondered how that could happen.

She hung up immediately and the ringing of the doorbell abruptly ceased.

In the next room, William picked up the phone and surprisingly saw a call from Sherry. At that moment, he had removed his mask.

Sherry called back and the ringing of the doorbell was also heard again.

Her heart was beating wildly, as if it was going to burst out. With the phone in her hand, she quickly got up and ran toward that sound, but as soon as she reached her bedroom door, the ringing stopped. He glanced at his phone and found that it was turned down.

He didn’t think much of it, took a deep breath and pushed the door hard without knocking.

Time seemed to be frozen in silence at that moment, and his heart was pounding. His eyes fell on the tall figure standing near the window, holding a phone, no mask on his face.

He heard a noise and turned slowly, though he heard it when the phone rang.

He fixed his eyes on her face, his brain whirring, “It’s you…….”

How could it be William Rowland?

Sherry couldn’t believe her eyes. Shock, bewilderment and the feeling of having been duped gradually overcame her……

She was relieved, “Yes! It’s me!”.

How could that happen?

Her heart sank little by little as they looked at each other.

There was so much silence that even her breathing could be heard clearly. She looked at him resentfully, “Is it fun to make a fool of me?”.

She blushed with embarrassment and annoyance, crossing her hands in front of her chest to cover her snow-white body.

William’s handsome, sharp-featured face held magical charms. He squinted, but his beautiful long, narrow eyes were dark and deep.

He sighed. With such a beautiful one in front of him, his quality as a gentleman was being tested, but he didn’t want to be a gentleman. He reached out and touched her back, which made her shiver, “Ah -”

He withdrew his hand, but at the same time pulled Sherry into his arm with great force, then turned and pressed her down on the bed from behind.

He stared at her, who looked down and gasped slightly in fear, “This isn’t the first time we’ve hugged, is it?”

Catching a glimpse of his eyes, she blushed instantly. She glared at him angrily, overcome with embarrassment and irritation. She tried to wriggle out of his embrace, but to no avail, lying under William’s strong chest, unable to move.

He fixed his eyes on her, saying in his magnetic, deep, husky voice, “I didn’t mean to. We should blame it on your clothes, so easy to tear. I had planned to leave you alone tonight, but I’m tired of being a gentleman. I___”

“William Rowland!”. cried Sherry, “If you use me to satisfy your lust, I’ll never forgive you!”.

He frowned, looking deep into her eyes, “You had feelings before when we did it, didn’t you? You had feelings for me. And what’s the difference between once and a thousand?”.

“William Rowland…….” she stopped him, her face reddening.

“I remember you had good feelings for me the last few nights!”. he grinned maliciously, teasing her in such an explicit and dirty way, “Didn’t you?”.

His words made Sherry’s scarlet face turn even redder, as if she was going to bleed. She reached up to cover his mouth, saying in a trembling voice, “You, you, shut up!”

“Why can’t I say it?” he said lightly, the beautiful lines of his mouth flirting with a mocking smile, “I like to say it___.”

Feeling wounded in her heart, she lowered her head awkwardly, struggling to push him away. But he imprisoned her tightly beneath him. She could even feel the burning heat of him.

He stared at her and then rained kisses on her. He locked her tightly in his arm, stopping any struggle from her.

Her struggle grew weaker and weaker, and at last, she gave up, letting him kiss her violently, shaking her every nerve.

What would William Rowland be like?

Though she felt a little soft at heart, she could not help crying as the feeling of being deceived came over her.

She could arouse her primal desire so easily. He greedily removed her bra and touched her soft, smooth skin. He kissed her more savagely, imprinting bits of plum blossom on her white neck as he sucked and nibbled indulgently.

Sherry suddenly felt a shiver in her chest. He had deposited a kiss on her breast when she knew what it was.

“Oh…no__” she cried out and stopped him with her hands, but he grabbed her flailing hands and pulled them behind his back, burying his face in her plump chest.

Hot tears burned her lips. He looked at her uncomprehendingly and discovered that she was crying.

She turned away, tried not to look at his lovely face, but shameful tears ran down her face. She hated herself for having no ability to resist William’s “attack” and finally giving in to his fierce invasion.

She despised herself. Sherry bit her lips and couldn’t help but moan. “I’m not a whore. Please don’t treat me like this…….”

Seeing her cry, William hurriedly turned around and grabbed her slender hand. He said nothing, but merely kissed her palm gently. Surprised, she tried to pull her hand away. But he said softly, “It’s okay, I won’t touch you. I’m sorry.”

Sherry shamefully pulled the quilt to cover her body.

William helped her. He hugged her, looking into her face, seeing a clear figure of himself in her beautiful gushing eyes.

Without a word, he lowered his head and continued kissing her hands. After a while, he looked at her and asked, “What’s wrong with being my mistress?”

She was stunned. She knew he wasn’t married and was a dream for every woman in town, but it was said that he was ruthless and only wanted virgins.

He wanted her to be his mistress. She knew better than to dream anymore, but after seeing his true face, she suddenly had a strong sense of dignity, “No, I will not be your woman!”.

They looked at each other. After a while, William leaned toward her ear, “If I don’t let you see Samuel, what would you say?”

His hot breath near her ear made her shiver again.

“You…… You said you would let me see him!” her heart twisted at the thought of her son.

“But you said you would be my lover! Can’t you stay here with me? I don’t mind you taking Daniel to live with us. But the only thing is, I can’t promise you the status of a wife,” he said quietly.

She raised her head, “No status in the Family for my whole life, so you can marry other women, right? I’m just the one who warms your bed, aren’t I?”.

He froze and gave her a look, “Does it matter that much?”.

At least he didn’t think it was important!

Her rhetorical question was an invisible sword that stabbed deep into his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

Tears blurring her eyes, Sherry closed her eyes tightly, tears streaming down her face.

“Sherry!”. he looked at her, feeling pain in his heart.

Mistress!!!

What a heavy word!

“Mr. Rowland, why must you make me be your mistress, do you love me?”. She would not sacrifice her life if there was no love between them.

He was stunned.

Sherry smiled to herself. She never expected to receive love, but she didn’t want her self-esteem trampled on either.

Still speechless, William hated it when women talked about love. His deep eyes wandered over her face, but there was no warmth in his gaze, instead turning icy. Nevertheless, he lifted his lips slowly, flirting with a meaningful smile.

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