Billionaire ’s Unforgettable First Love

Chapter 8 Addicted to Touching Her?

Chapter 8 Addicted to Touching Her?

Indignantly, Nancy rushed in with a cold aura of catching her boyfriend cheating, and her high heels clattered.

She was in a red dress, with delicate makeup and charming red lips.

At first, she frowned and her face was a little distorted because of anger. The moment she saw Edison, she immediately showed an outstanding ability for expression management as an actress and quickly softened her face.

It could be seen that she was suppressing her anger and forcing a smile.

"Eddie, why didn't you answer my phone?" she asked in a soft voice and walked up to Edison.

Ignoring Gwenyth, she pushed between Gwenyth and Edison and then took a seat. Then, Nancy held Edison's arm and leaned her head against his shoulder.

"I know you're mad at me, but you can't post news about our breakup on Twitter. I didn't agree."

Edison shook off her hand and smiled charmingly.

He looked at Nancy and said word by word, "Do I need your permission to dump you?"

Nancy refused his proposal for her own plans. She was so scheming that she didn't care about his grandfather's health at all and asked Edison to wait a few more years.

Edison never spoiled women like this.

"Eddie, I've talked to your grandpa. He is in good health. I didn't complain about you when I went to visit him yesterday. I stayed with him for a long time and made him very happy," whispered Nancy.

"Are you sure you didn't complain about me? Then why did he call me more than ten times?" questioned Edison.

Nancy was a little flustered, but she knew that Edison didn't answer Ismael's phone call yesterday. Edison didn't return home and just stayed in the hotel.

She braced herself to continue to lie, "I didn't tell on you, really." Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Nancy, I said we were over yesterday," snapped Edison.

"I was wrong, honey. Please delete that Twitter post and post an explanation saying that things are going well between us and we haven't broken up!" pleaded Nancy.

"You have only two choices now. Continue to be a popular star, or quit the entertainment circle and marry me!" said Edison.

Tears welled up in Nancy's eyes. She snorted and began to act like a spoiled child. "Eddie, you know my situation. I have no choice. I want to make some achievements when I'm young. I'm so gung-ho. You should support me."

"Are you not satisfied with the position of the young madame of the Yates family?" asked Edison.

"Yes, I'm. I just don't feel secure."

Nancy was an illegitimate daughter. Although her father was a bigwig, she was not recognized by her family. When she joined the entertainment circle, her father objected to it and did not provide her with any help. He even mocked that she would not make any achievements and it was better for her to marry a powerful man.

For this, Nancy had to make some achievements to impress her father.

She wanted to tell her father that she could rely on not only men but also herself.

When she became rich and powerful, nobody would dare to look down on her.

Although she loved Edison deeply, she couldn't bet her whole life on Edison because she knew that this man didn't like her much.

She didn't have a good family background or a backer. If she married into the Yates family as an illegitimate daughter, she wouldn't get a say.

It would be fine if Edison loved her wholeheartedly. But this man told her that he didn't love her and he wanted to marry her just to fulfill Ismael's wish.

Ismael was weak and sick, and he couldn't support Nancy for long.

Once the old man died, Nancy would have a hard life in the Yates family. Edison didn't love her. How could he protect her all his life?

Nancy couldn't let her newly started career be destroyed. Since she had summoned up all her courage to plan the trending topic about her and Edison's three-year romance, she couldn't stop.

She had known Edison for three years, but they had been in a relationship for only half a year, and it was because Ismael had urged Edison to do that.

In the past half a year, Edison had never touched Nancy. He had never given her the sense of security she wanted. Nancy couldn't help but think more about it.

It was true that she loved Edison, but she was afraid of marrying him. She was afraid that Edison would abandon her right after Ismael was gone. If that happened, she would have no career, no love, no background, or no money. Just thinking about it, she felt she was pitiful and pathetic.

"Eddie, just give me some more time. I have never asked you to do anything excessive. Please just promise me this time!"

After listening to her for a long time, Edison still insisted. "Two choices. Which one do you choose?"

Nancy was stunned.

"Is Edison serious?" wondered she.

Nancy was so flustered that she turned her head to look at Gwenyth, who was sitting next to her without saying a word. When she recognized that Gwenyth was the room attendant she had met in the hotel, Nancy suddenly realized something and burst into laughter.

"Eddie, in order to piss me off, you really bring this room attendant with you?"

At first, Nancy thought that Edison was determined to force her to make a choice, but when she recognized Gwenyth, she immediately felt that she had thought too much.

Nancy thought to herself, "The Yateses wouldn't allow me, an illegitimate daughter, to marry Edison if Ismael didn't dote on her so much. How could a lowly waitress like her marry into the Yates family? Edison said he was going to marry her? It's really ridiculous."

"She is my girlfriend now." Edison glanced at Gwenyth. Gwenyth immediately took the hint, got up, and walked up to him.

Edison held Gwenyth's hand and pulled her onto his legs. He rubbed her thin waist and move his hands up along her waist.

Gwenyth straightened up and froze.

Her heart was pounding. She didn't expect Edison to make a move on her.

She cursed silently, "Damn it! How shameless he is! How dare he make a move on me again."

"Girlfriend?" The smile on Nancy's face faded away, and her eyes were filled with disdain. "Eddie, you're just irritating me, aren't you?"

"What do you think?" asked Edison.

Nancy felt at ease and more confident. "It's pointless for you to provoke me with this kind of woman. Since you like to play, then have fun. It's fine as long as you don't go too far."

She didn't care that Edison's hand was still on Gwenyth's body. Anyway, he was just putting a show in front of her. Since he liked to make a move on women, Nancy would just let him do it. After all, only fools wouldn't take advantage of women.

Nancy stood up and sat down next to John.

"Johnny, get me a glass of wine."

John immediately poured the wine and served Nancy fruits and snacks as if she were a queen.

Nancy picked up the glass and drank the wine. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Edison's hand had reached into Gwenyth's white shirt.

Gwenyth's face flushed. She didn't put on makeup, but her skin was fair and pink. In the dim light, she looked shy and a little panicked, but alluring.

"What a slut!" cursed Nancy inwardly.

Her mouth and temples twitched as she tightened her grip on her glass.

"So, did he get addicting to touching her?" wondered Nancy.

She was a little annoyed and threw the glass on the coffee table, making the sound of glass breaking.

Edison didn't stop but reached deeper into Gwenyth's shirt.

The outline of his fingers could be vaguely seen through Gwenyth's shirt.

Clearly, he ran his hands very gently.

Because of his touch, Gwenyth felt hot all over her body. She sensed that Nancy was staring at them, and knew that the show had to go on.

But how could she stand Edison's flirting? Her face turned red and her breath became quicker and quicker.

It was too embarrassing.

Gwenyth had never been so embarrassed before.

She pressed her face against Edison's shoulder and reminded him in a voice that only they could hear, "Enough is enough!"

"You seem to like it," said Edison.

"No, I don't," retorted Gwenyth.

"You're being dishonest," remarked Edison.

Gwenyth was rendered speechless.

She felt hot all over her body as if she had swallowed a fireball.