Chapter 61 Ansel Doesn't Want Gardenia to Make Him Guess

Gardenia wanted to ask what exactly Ansel meant by giving him what he wanted. But judging from the look on his face, pushing that question wasn't a good idea. Later that night, Ansel was relentless again. Gardenia tried to avoid him, but there was only so much space in the bedroom—and no matter how large the bed was, it only gave her so much room to escape. And with the difference in strength between them, any resistance on her part was pretty much useless. "You think you can get away from me?" Ansel had one hand pressed firmly on her waist. Every attempt she made to resist was completely overpowered. His kisses landed on her hairline, between her brows, and on places she never expected. "Mr. Leager, how long are you gonna keep this up? I'm tired..." He gritted his teeth and warned with a low voice, "Just work with me a little." Gardenia nearly burst into tears. She honestly didn't even know what she was supposed to do. Finally, after several more kisses that got a little too