I Got Married Without You

Chapter 588 Paul’s Manual

of Winning Girls Over Wasn’t

Working

He approached Amelia, his towering figure creating an inexplicable sense of oppression.

다.

Seeing that he was leaning in close, Amelia stepped back, a little nervously, to keep the distance between them.

The eyes of the man underneath the glasses estimated their distance before taking another step forward.

Subconsciously, Amelia retreated, but he was persistent in doing

the same.

As the cycle continued, Amelia found her lower back pressed against the desk, nearly forced to sit on it.

A little embarrassed, Amelia held her head up to look at James.

“You…”

The man leaned over, pressing her against the desk as he whispered softly in her car, his raspy voice uttering, “Amelia, I’m here to sign the contract.”

Amelia leaned further back, her gaze falling on him from atop his head. “Okay… You don’t have to get so close…”

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lips quirked as he leaned in

tried closer postures, so

bold words, accompanied by the warm seductive breath tickling her neck,

James a forceful push before getting off the desk to walk up to the lounge of the office.

self, she assumed the posture of a “boss” waiting for a business talk as she beckoned

Evans, please take your

wearing a white professional suit with a clean bob haircut. Her striking face exuded intellectual and elegant beauty.

embrace her in his arms, but he feared that he would terrify her if he acted

pounce on her and settled on the couch as

he had taken his seat, Amelia called out to the door: “Mr. Sherwood,

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The helpless Neil could only gawk at Andrew’s handsome face as the two engaged in a staring contest.

glare. If he wasn’t afraid of the guy disturbing James, how could he have held him back

by their current posture. He cursed inwardly, “You’re taking me as a woman by

hopped to her feet, intending to do it herself when James grabbed her

hand.

little force, Amelia fell on his lap.

don’t drink coffee…”

then,

to leave, but he held her struggling body

moved to her pink pillowy lips.

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at her red lips, Amelia knew what he was thinking as she

chest, pressing him down hard, and with the repulsing force, she had finally managed to get back