Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering

Chapter 1226 - 1223: Don’t Think I’ll Fall for Your Sweet Talk

Unable to contact the outside world—doesn’t that basically mean she’s going to be imprisoned here for the rest of her life?He said this was a deserted island.

A deserted island with barely a soul in sight; aside from the chef and Maid he arranged, there was no one else out there.

The people he arranged were obviously not going to help her.

This Island was surrounded on all sides by deep blue ocean, the chances of an ordinary person discovering it were tiny, and all the food and supplies were transported in by plane. When they came to the Island, they also came by plane.

Later on, they could only leave here by boat or plane.

While she was spacing out, the man’s steady, powerful footsteps approached.

Ella White looked over in shock: "..."

This time she really didn’t seem to plan on forgiving him. She stared at him for two seconds, then glared fiercely at the handsome man in front of her, her eyes full of resentment.

The one who broke the silence first was Edward White: "I don’t have any bad intentions, Ella..." He just wanted to quietly be together like this, not that kind of possessive thing.

"..." No bad intentions?!

Master White, you’ve pissed me off so many times already, and that’s still not enough?

And now he’s brought her to this deserted island with no one around—is that really okay?

"Hehe..." She let out a cold laugh, clearly rejecting what he said. As if a man’s words could be trusted!!

"Master White! You have no bad intentions?" That night he had a woman in his arms, sitting on his lap. Later, he stubbornly shielded her and carried her out. If that wasn’t malicious, then what was it?

"None..." He walked closer to her, his deep peach-blossom eyes narrowing, his gaze shifting as he looked at her.

One glance at her was all he needed to know she was jealous. That night... he hadn’t even touched that woman, and she’d actually stayed mad up till now?

"You bastard!"

Edward White: "Fine, fine, fine, I’m a bastard! I’m a bastard, okay?" He lowered his stance, reached out his big hand and circled her slender waist. "Come downstairs to eat, yeah?"

"Not eating." She shot him an angry glare. "Edward White, I’m warning you, don’t touch me."

After saying that, she pushed Edward White’s hand away.

He was shoved by her all of a sudden, a frown of displeasure creasing his brows. The next second, he hooked his lips and said, "Fine, I won’t touch you. You’re coming downstairs on your own?"

He had originally planned to carry her, but since she rejected him that much, Edward White could only curl his lips into a smile and step aside to head downstairs.

He’d just walked off when he heard a loud crash behind him—Ella White had smashed porcelain all over the floor. She curved her lips in a smile. Hmph, Edward White, go on pretending. I’m going to smash all this stuff to pieces!!

She refused to believe Edward White wouldn’t get mad?!

"Bang!"

The racket finally made it impossible for Edward White to keep a straight face.

He turned back to look at her. The girl’s waist was slender, and she obviously had a delicate, cute face, yet the vibe she gave off from her bones was so domineering and unruly.

"Come downstairs." He finally lowered his voice. Coldly. "Eat first." Once she’d eaten, she could smash whatever she wanted. If she didn’t eat, where would she get the strength to smash?

"No...I don’t want to!!" Why should she listen to him? "Edward White, what do you think you’re doing? You brought me here..."

As soon as she brought that up again, a hint of disappointment flashed across Edward White’s handsome face. So she’d forgotten, huh?!

"I brought you here, of course, to be alone with you. This is our little two-person world."

He didn’t try to hide it at all.

"..." Ella White glared at him. What was that supposed to mean.

They’d been in a cold war for almost two or three years.

Hehe da.

"Edward White... you son of a bitch... you philandering son of a bitch! You think I’m going to fall for your sweet talk?"