Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

George kissed Jessie.

Jessie was dumbfounded, as if a thunderbolt had rattled through her head, and he froze.

George kissed her!

The man she loved was actually kissing her!

Jessie raised her eyes to look at George.

Both of George's eyes remained tightly closed, not waking up.

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Then associate the reason why George got drunk tonight is because he witnessed Violet's wedding, then this time the person George is going to kiss is not her, but Violet. In his sleep, he thought of her as Violet!

Thinking about this, Jessie's heart was clogged, and her eyes were moist.

She moved her hand to push George away, not wanting to continue with him, after all, this feeling of using her as a stand-in really sucks!

However, Jessie had just pushed George away, and George continued again the next second.

This time, he used a lot of strength, directly holding Jessie's entire body in his arms, making her completely unable to move.

He cupped her chin and kissed her again.

This time the kiss was even stronger and harder than it had just been.

Jessie's lips and tongue were a little sore from his kiss, and she was even out of breath.

She kept slapping her hands against his chest, trying to get him to let her go.

But with his other hand, George grabbed her hand directly, making her hand lose its last freedom as well.

In this way, Jessie was unable to move and was held in George's arms in a deadly forced kiss.

Gradually, Jessie gradually adapted to George's strength, and her body softened.

It seemed that George noticed it, and kissed her less vigorously, becoming much gentler.

The temperature inside the car was rising and the only sounds in the car were the rapid breathing of man and woman.

Jessie was startled when she felt the man's hand reach into the hem of her dress, and she instantly sobered up.

She tried to stop the man, but he clearly didn't want to be stopped by her and his large hands were already undoing the concealed buttons of her inner dress.

Jessie's heart was beating fast, thumping.

Finally, she bit the man's lip.

The man grunted in pain and let go of her.

Jessie immediately shrank back into the driver's seat, "George, I'm sorry, I'm not Violet, I'm Jessie, I've let you down!"

The kissing she had just done had gotten her into it, and for what was going to happen next, she could never continue.

George didn't say anything, his eyes had opened at some point and he was staring at Jessie.

Jessie's body shrank, "Are you awake already?"

George still didn't say anything, still staring at her.

Jessie thought he was indeed awake and put her head down, "I'm sorry, just now I...

Before she could finish her words, George pulled her wrist and pulled her into his arms again before biting her on the neck. Jessie couldn't help but yelp as he bit on her.

Her screams seemed to excite him, biting all the way down and ending up on Jessie's collarbone.

Jessie saw that he still had a move to continue and hurriedly told him to stop.

But George apparently couldn't hear her, and buried his head at her chest.

At this moment, Jessie understood that he was not awake, still in a drowsy state, and it was desire that was driving him to do so.

He wanted to do such a thing to Violet, so he thought of her as Violet.

Thinking of this, Jessie let out a bitter smile, a tear slipping down from the corner of her eye, before unbuckling George's seatbelt and taking him out of the car, heading towards a nearby hotel.

It's famous in the Blue Star Bar. Many people who can't leave when they're drunk, they would go to the hotel next door.

Jessie took George into the hotel and got a room.

Coming to her room, she dropped George on the bed and prepared to fetch some water to wipe his face and make him sober.

Before she could do so, though, George pulled her onto the bed and rolled her over underneath.

Jessie's eyes widened.

George kissed her again, his other hand diving into her dress once more.

This time, Jessie surprisingly didn't struggle anymore, allowing the man to do whatever he wanted on her.

This man was the one she loved, since she was an adolescent, and it hadn't changed in over a decade.

But the misunderstandings that surrounded them kept her from getting close to him.

And now that he had taken the initiative to come closer to her and kiss her, she thought perhaps God had deliberately given her a chance to be close to him, for the sake of the pain she had suffered for over a decade.

In that case, she thought, why didn't she take it?

Even if he used her as a stand-in for Violet, but it was her who was with him.

Thinking about this, Jessie slowly closed his eyes

The next morning, just after dawn, Jessie woke up.

......

She lifted the cover and got out of bed, fighting through the aches and pains, then picked up the clothes on the floor and quickly headed for the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, she changed her clothes and came out of the bathroom, gingerly returning to the bed, looking at the man who was still sleeping on the bed, she couldn't help but reach out and touch his face before grabbing her bag and leaving the room.

What happened last night was willing to her.

More than anything, it was a way for her to make an end to her feelings.

Having had such a night with him, she thought, her hard-won unrequited love had come full circle.

Shortly after Jessie left, George woke up.

He looked at his naked body, then at the messy bed, where it wasn't clear what had happened.

His face was gloomy and embarrassing, and the aura around him was even more oppressive and frightening.

He actually spent the night with a strange woman!

Who is that woman!

George looked at the clothes on the floor, bent down and picked them up, then went to the bathroom and took a shower. He put clothes on and opened the door to go out. Once outside, he looked at the door sign, write the number down, went to the front desk of the hotel, and asked for the information of the person who had opened the room. The receptionist gave him the information.

His pupils shrank and his face changed slightly as he listened, "It's her!"

He can't believe it's Jessie!

For a while, George couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He had thought it was a strange woman and was still angry and wanted to find the woman to settle the score.

But hearing that it was Jessie, the anger in his heart surprisingly lessened a lot, and there was an indescribable wave of complex emotions.

He wasn't sure why it had been her last night.

But......

George took out his phone and dialed Jessie's number.

Jessie had already arrived at the company, her face was a bit pale and her walking posture was a bit strange.

"Good morning, Miss Robinson!" A designer was greeting her.

Jessie responded, "Good morning, I'll go back to the office first."

With that, she hurried towards her office.

When she passed by Violet's office, Violet came out of it.

Seeing Jessie, Violet was happy, "Jessie, you're finally here, you're a bit late today."

"It's...... Yeah." Jessie didn't expect to meet Violet by such a coincidence, and after thinking that last night George took herself for Violet and then spent the night with herself, she was a little afraid to meet Violet's eyes.

"Violet, is there something wrong?" Jessie asked with her head lowered and her voice sheepish.