When Love Turns to Ashes

Chapter 115 | Teach You Beatrice cursed Caden in her heart for being shameless, but she still hesitated slightly when she saw the bloodstain in his palm. But she only spaced out for a few seconds, and the man in front of her took advantage of the opportunity to fall towards her.

She instinctively reached out and hugged him, catching a strong smell of alcohol under her nose.

"Uncle Caden, you crazy? You got "Um. I didn't feel well, so I had a little to drink." are injured and still drank alcohol?* The man rested his chin on Beatrice's forehead, his voice low and tinged with a hint of weariness. Beatrice felt a burning sensation on her forehead, and there was shesitation in her heart, but reason overcsympathy. She raised her hand and placed it on his chest. "Uncle Caden, you've had too much to drink. I'll help you contact Keith to take you back." "He left." "Then I will contact Madelynn for you, she will definitely take good care of you." Beatrice didn't look at him and stepped back, creating distance between the two of them.

Upon hearing this, Caden leaned his arm against the door frame, lowered his gaze, and stared at her with a faint color in his eyes. ""You were considerate." Beatrice recognized his sarcasm and bit her lip, saying, "Thank you for the compliment, Uncle Caden. I will make a phone call for you." She took out her phone, just as she turned on the screen, her hand was snatched away by the man and thrown onto the side of the entrance cabinet.

But the phone was not placed steadily and it directly hit the box on the lower shelf.

There was a thud.

Both of them were drawn to the past.

It was a box used by a luxury store to package dresses.

Beatrice would be reminded of the tshe was deceived by Oscar whenever she saw a box Things that do not belong to oneself should never be coveted.

She pointed at the box and said, "Since Uncle Caden is here, he might as well take the dress with him. I don't want it." Beatrice believed that what she did was right.

• After all, the formal dress was so expensive that she didn't want to owe Caden anything. But as soon as she finished speaking, the intimidating presence of the man in front of her gradually surrounded her, until he cornered her in the entrance hall. The man's dark eyes becthick and dense, as he grabbed her chin and lifted it up. Their gazes met, and he said slowly, word by word, "He can give, but I can't? Has he eaten your brain?" 77.7% "ו" Beatrice's eyes widened, her lips about to part to explain, when Caden suddenly lowered his head and kissed her fiercely and urgently.

Even with a sense of punishment, he bit her mouth that only sang in opposition.

"Um!" Beatrice ate in pain, raised her hand to struggle, but he tightly held her ten fingers and pressed them against the cabdoor.

On the solid wood cabdoor, there were ambiguous fingerprints left behind due to the gradually increasing temperature of their palms.

A moment later, Caden stared at the entangled hands of the two individuals, his jawline tense, and intense emotions rolled in his ink-like eyes.

He restrained himself slightly, moving away from Beatrice's lips, and hoarsely said, "Do you know how painful it is? I told you to stay away from him, but you didn't listen." "Yes! Uncle Caden was right, all of this was my own fault! In your eyes, am I not just a person who can be used at will?" Upon hearing him say this, Beatrice's suppressed emotions instantly crumbled, her eyes uncontrollably turning red as layers upon layers of tears welled up.

Suddenly, Caden froze for a moment, raised his hand and touched the damp corner of her eye, furrowing his brows slightly, "Now I really can't say a word to you." Beatrice choked, her breath turning sour.

Yeah, his tolerance and patience were both given to Madelynn, what is she? "Uncle Caden doesn't need to worry anymore," Beatrice stubbornly avoided his hand.

"Speak nicely." Caden gazed down at her with a deep look in his eyes.

Beatrice was of average height, but what set her apart was her perfectly proportioned figure and exquisite features. Her face exuded charm no matter what expression she made. Especially when viewed from top to bottom, the slightly trembling long eyelashes and lightly pursed lips are very attractive.

This reminded Caden of the kiss just now, and his gaze beceven more profound.

Beatrice felt a tingling sensation on her scalp as she was being watched, and instinctively looked up at him. Caden's gaze swept across her face, finally landing on her rosy lips. He could even feel the lingering warmth on them, causing a slight flutter in his throat.

"Your mouth could only shut up in one situation." As the hot steam sprayed, Beatrice instantly understood his meaning, thinking it was impossible without further thought.

But at that moment, her mind suddenly took a turn, and anger replaced her eyes. "You lied to me! You didn't drink at all, there was no trace of alcohol in your mouth." "Learned to be smart, but... it was too late." 77.7% < Chapter 1151 Teach You Caden looked down and glanced at where he was standing.

Menu Beatrice only then realized that he had taken advantage of the chaos and entered the house earlier. By the tshe snapped out of it, he had already calmly closed the door. It was simply impossible to drive him away again.

"Asshole!" Beatrice angrily grabbed the keys from the caband threw them, hitting his shoulder unexpectedly.

Caden furrowed his brows deeply, and his shoulder, which was hit, visibly sank a little, as if his body instinctively protected itself.

Beatrice panicked for a moment, immediately tiptoed and reached out to open his coat to check his shoulder. When she touched his shirt, her fingertips felt a strange sensation.

She was taken aback, as if she had realized something, tremblingly retracting her hand from his coat. What caught her eye was a patch of crimson on her fingertips.

Blood.

Just now she thought Caden had only scraped his skin, otherwise who would be standing here talking to her so much while bleeding.

"Uncle Caden..." The man in front of her pressed against her again before she could finish speaking. There was no other choice, she could only support him to walk to the sofa and sit down, then she got up and ran to the cabto find the medicine box.

Because she was too focused on searching, she didn't notice the rustling sound behind her. When she urned around with the medicine box, Caden had already taken off his coat, but when he tried to take off his shirt, one of his hands couldn't lift up, and it was difficult for him to unbutton it.

Although I shouldn't have been daydreaming, this scene was really pleasing to the eye. The black shirt. and pants perfectly wrapped around his slender body, with broad om shoulders and a narrow waist. As he moved, the tight shirt outlined his well-defined muscle lines Noticing her gaze, Caden paused and looked up at her."Do you think it looks good? Chere Beatrice suddenly lowered her head as if she had been caught doing something wrong and said, "Just say it if there's something." She didn't go.

Who knew what he was going to do? Beatrice placed the medicine box on the coffee table, and as she turned around, there was an extra figure in front of her.

She stumbled, her body uncontrollably falling backwards.

Caden wrapped his uninjured hand around her waist, pulling her towards him, and then tightly enclosed her hand with his palm.

Beatrice couldn't break free and could only let him lift her hand and place it on his tie.

77.7% "Helptake off." ." Beatrice stood there in a daze.

Menu "Didn't you say to speak up if there's something? Are you trying to play dumb again?" He approached step by step.

A low, hoarse voice reached Beatrice's ears, causing her body to jolt. The hand resting on Caden's tie felt as if it had been burned, and her face flushed with heat.

She tried to move her hand and mumbled, "I couldn't." "I taught you." Caden caressed Beatrice's fingers, pulled down the tie a little bit, until the tie cundone and fell to the ground at their feet.

Ammediately, he pulled her hand to the button at the top of his collar. As her fingertips accidentally brushed against his skin, a slight shiver ran down his throat, and his half-closed black eyes shimmered with a faint light...<="" p="" style="box-sizing: border-box;">