560 Gu Mohan, You...Regained Your Memory? (1/2)
Good, very good. Her words had successfully shattered all of his sanity.
This woman would neither yield to hard or soft pressure. What should he do with her?
”You want to talk about other conditions? Alright, what do you want? I can give you whatever you want if you can please me well now, hm?” Gu Mohan released her little face and his large hand tugged the leather belt around his muscular waist, pulling it out in an instant.
He really wanted her to… pleasure him.
Tang Mo'er's luscious, thick lashes quivered. She swallowed and moved closer towards him.
Gu Mohan looked down at her. The delicate skin on her face was red from his pinching and she looked like she had been abused, which only served to increase his desire to dominate over her.
His broad hand raked the silky hair near her cheek and he pushed her face towards him.
At this point, Tang Mo'er promptly extricated herself from him and ran to one side. She bent down and started to retch.
Her fair hand pressed against her chest and she vomited non-stop.
Gu Mohan's black eyes narrowed and he swiftly strode over. He stretched his large palm out to pat on her delicate back and asked hoarsely. ”What happened? Why are you vomiting all of a sudden?”
Tang Mo'er pushed him away. ”There's a smell coming from your body.”
Gu Mohan's tall and handsome body froze. He had pressed her face towards his pants just now, and it was obvious where the smell was coming from.
”…”
His handsome facial features became dark and he emanated a sinister and vicious aura. He was from a prestigious family and had led a decent lifestyle. He also had a proclivity to cleanliness. Now that he was being ridiculed by her, his expression was undeniably dreadful.
”Tang Mo'er, are you pretending? I don't believe that you've never done such a thing for your Mr Gu before. Men who don't have a smell are not considered men at all. Why are you abhorring it now?” Gu Mohan sneered in retaliation.
Tang Mo'er's eyes were red as she was feeling terrible, and there were some tears in her eyes. She looked at the man and pouted her red lips. ”I don't care, I don't want to do it anymore. You want me to pleasure you, make sure you clean yourself properly before you come!”
”You!” Gu Mohan strode forward and raised his hand, wanting to teach her a lesson.
”Do you want to hit me? Gu Mohan, hit me then.” Tang Mo'er shoved her face towards him.
Gu Mohan's eyes were akin to an opened bottle of black ink and were so deep the bottom could not be seen. This woman was still so brazen and daring in front of him.
Why was she like this? If only she could concede defeat and be affectionate towards him, he could let bygones be bygones.
But she would rather agitate him and drive him mad with rage.
Gu Mohan had never hit a woman before, and he did not have a penchant for doing so. He looked at the woman, who resembled an obstinate wild animal with her reddened and damp eyes.
A scene flashed across his mind, but it was too fast and it was gone in an instant. He simply could not grasp hold of it. He promptly closed his eyes in pain.
Tang Mo'er was shocked and her expression changed. ”Gu Mohan, what happened to you?”
Her worst fear was for him to regain his memory by looking at her, which would result in the Love Poison tormenting his body.
Gu Mohan opened his eyes and looked at her with bloodshot eyes. ”Are you still concerned about what happens to me?”
His words wrenched at Tang Mo'er's heart. She swiftly balled her hands into fists. ”President Gu, even if we can't be lovers, we can still be friends. I am still friends with my ex-fiancé, Su Zhe.”
Friends?
Gu Mohan gave a low sneering laugh. He walked out of the door without giving her a second glance.
Bam! The door slammed shut.
Tang Mo'er's body crumbled in the hot water pool. She was so tired. Dealing with this man had exhausted all of her physical strength.
Stretching out her fair hand, she touched her flat stomach. Baby, sorry, Mommy has to chase Daddy away.
Mommy really wants to let Daddy stay, but Mommy can't do it.
…
At the psychiatrist.
Gu Mohan laid on the rattan chair and there was a rug placed on his stomach. He gently closed his eyes. ”Let's begin.”
'President, you can't!” Yan Dong hurriedly stopped him. ”President, you really can't force yourself to regain your memory, if not the Love Poison in your body will be triggered.”