Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law Chapter 114: Staring

"Why are you staring at ?"

Adam attempted a smile, but a sharp pain in his jaw made him wince instead at her question. Rather than answering right away, he reached out and his fingers brushed against her cheek as he gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

The soft gesture made her pause and her gaze lifted to et his. For a brief mont, their eyes locked and he could only stare. She had such clear eyes.

But then she blinked, shifted slightly and looked away. The ice pack she had been pressing against his jaw lowered a little, her fingers gripping it loosely. "What are you doing?" she asked, her voice laced with confusion.

Adam rely shrugged, his lips quirking as if he wanted to smirk but knew better than to aggravate his aching jaw. His response was simple as he said in a low voice. "You already know. I'm staring at you."

She looked at him in exasperation and he really wanted to laugh out loud at this mont. He really liked when she sent him this look. As if she wanted to hit him with a broom.

But now that she was looking so cute, he didn't have the heart to tease her and he said," My dear, lon. Are you always so trusting and forgiving? I thought you'd learnt your lesson about trusting people blindly after Spencer. It seems I was mistken."

lanie paused in the middle of putting down the ice pack and rolled her eyes at him. "Just because I was fooled by Spencer doesn't an I should stop trusting the world altogether."

Then, with a teasing grin she added, "Now, if I had fallen in love with you and you had abandoned , I would have been furious and not so trusting. Because then there would have been expectations between us. But...", she paused for a mont and her gaze flickered away for a mont before she continued, casually, "But since we're only friends, I have to give you the benefit of the doubt, right? So, even if you left mid way, I think you must definitely have sothing to do."

Adam nodded, however his good mood disappeared in an instant. She changed her words at the last mont but he knew she'd almost said sothing else. However, he could guess what she ant with them having expectation or being friends. It was simply her stating the facts that he was not important enough in her life for his actions to matter.

And that thought made him feel uneasy.

But before he could dwell on it for too long, she suddenly reached for sothing on the table. In one swift motion, she picked up the kinfe she had discarded and without hesitation she cut straight through the middle of his T-shirt's collar.

He jerked back slightly as his tshirt ca apart from the middle. Holding it tightly with both hands, he stared at her, "Hey—what the hell?"

She twirled the knife before placing it on the side and then grinned at him," You look like a maiden desperately trying to protect her honor. Clutching the clothes at her bosom."

He groaned. "Cut it out."

"I already did." lainie answered with a pointed glance and then continued, "Don't look so worried. Even though I want to have sex with you, I have standards. At this mont, with this swollen jaw, you look like a chipmunk who lost a fight with a beehive. Not exactly tempting."

Adam's eyes widened in sheer disbelief. "Excuse ?"

She patted his arm and grinned.

It seed whoever punched him affected his brain as well. All he could do was look at her in shock. She almost squealed in happiness. She finally had the upperhand in teasing this man. Thoroughly enjoying his dazedness, she rolled her eyes at him, "Oh, don't look so offended. I did you a favor actually." She gestured toward his ruined collar. "This way, you can change your clothes easily without struggling."

With that, she turned away to get a painkiller for him when he suddenly caught her wrist.

In one swift motion, he pulled her toward him, guiding her to stand between his legs as he leaned back against the table. Her eyes widened. "What are you upto now? Let go get so dicine for you!"

But Adam shook his head and stared at her before speaking with difficulty," Not until you finish what you started.

lanie frowned," What are you talking about?"

He gave her a pointed, challenging look, then lifted the hand holding her wrist, to gesture at himself. "You wanted to help change, didn't you? You already cut the collar. Might as well go all the way."

Her eyes narrowed. "You want to take it off entirely?"

She glanced at the torn tshirt that had parted, the only thint that stopped it from slipping down were his shoulders. Her eyes stuck on his prominent collar bones for a minute before she looked back at him.

She could see it in his eyes. He wanted to fluster and tease her, to put her on the backfoot. Without another word, she grabbed the edges of his ruined T-shirt and yanked them apart with one sharp tug. The already weakened fabric gave way easily, falling open to expose him and his eyes widened, whether at her sudden boldness or the fact that she'd actually done it, she wasn't sure.

But she was enjoying this mont of power over him. To complete this victory, she ignored her brain's prompts to check him out and patted his bare shoulder, totally enjoying the warmth there as she said,"See? That wasn't so hard."

He arched a brow at her as he let her go. "You enjoyed that a little too much."

lanie shrugged innocently as she turned away and quickly let out a breath, while answering him. "What can I say? You make it too easy."

But, the mont she entered her room to get the dicine, she could only fan herself.