Chapter 597
Elysia’s cheeks suddenly flushed a deep red, her eyes wide with shock as she stared at him. Was this not outright harassment p>
Fuming, Elysia swung her hand in a swift motion, landing a slap across his face, “Whack p>
Tarquin, taken aback, grabbed her retreating hand indignantly, “Why did you hit me again p>
“You’re shameless! You’re harassing me p>
“When did I ever harass you p>
“The stuff you just said, that’s harassment p>
Tarquin, his face darkening, couldn’t comprehend,
“You saw me undressed and felt like I took advantage of you, making you upset. Now, I’m offering you the chance to see me, to even the score. How is that harassment p>
He thought he was making a sacrifice!
Did she think anyone could just look at him whenever they pleased?
Elysia, her face still red, retorted,
“Who wants to see you, anyway?! You are harassing me! You’re just shameless! Let me go p>
Tarquin held on tight, unable to grasp what had upset her so much, but he knew he couldn’t just let her go.
She was so worked up; releasing her now would only lead to more slaps.
Learning from past mistakes, Tarquin decided not to argue further, saying,
“I was just speaking off the cuff. If you don’t agree, let’s pretend I never said it. Just calm down first p>
“Let me go first p>
“I’ll let you go once you’ve calmed down p>
“You p>
Seeing her temper flare even more, Tarquin added,
“I’ll let you go, but you can’t hit my face again. Anywhere else is fair game p>
Elysia glared silently, and Tarquin explained,
“Getting hit in the face is visible to others, it’s embarrassing! And it’s not good for your reputation either. People will start saying Elysia is some wild she-beast p>
“You’re the wild beast! Don’t you know why I hit you? Why would I hit anyone else? I hit you because you deserve it p>
Tarquin admitted, the first slap of the evening was indeed deserved.
But the second slap? He felt it was unjust, and his right cheek silently protested.
He didn’t mean to harass her by suggesting they strip; he genuinely wanted to solve the issue.
Tarquin kept his grievances to himself.
“I’m not saying you can’t hit me, just keep it private. Can’t you spare my dignity? That’s all I ask. If you can do that, I’ll let you go p>
Elysia understood his point. Of course, she knew not to hit the face in anger.
But in the heat of the moment, who thinks about where to hit?
“If you don’t want to get hit, don’t provoke me p>
Tarquin immediately responded, “Rest assured, I won’t provoke you anymore p>
So hard to please!
Seeing her slightly calmer, Tarquin released his grip.
Indeed, Elysia didn’t swing at him again, but she also ignored him, sidestepping him to head inside.
Tarquin quickly caught her arm again, “Let’s talk p>
“I have nothing to talk about with you p>
“Just stay away from me. If I don’t have to see you again, I won’t be upset p>
“Sorry, can’t do that p>
He had been anxious and restless just a few hours without seeing her; how could he possibly stay away forever p>
Elysia, furious, “If you can’t do that, then don’t bother asking for my forgiveness. Let me go p>
She struggled fiercely, like a little wildcat provoked, biting and kicking.
With her in this state, communication was impossible, and Tarquin just wished she’d calm down a bit.