Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 343: "No, I just stumbled. It's fine now," Candice quickly made up an excuse, raising her voice. "Okay, if you say so," Bettina replied, still sounding a bit confused. After Milton steadied Candice, he gently buttoned up her shirt. Though he was still battling his intense desire, he exercised strong self-control. Otherwise, he would have torn off her clothes right then and there. Milton took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Candice was stunned to see how gentle and controlled he was.

She had been so sure he was going to have sex with her, but instead, he surprised her by stopping. She quickly responded to Bettina, "I'm sorry, Betty! Something important came up, and I totally forgot about the meeting. Please hold on. I'll be there in thirty minutes." After hanging up, Candice stopped Milton from buttoning her shirt. "I'll do it myself." That was certainly another way of flirting with her. Lowering her head, she quickly finished buttoning her shirt. She didn't dare look at Milton, even though she could feel his eyes on her the entire time.

Candice then jumped off the desk, grabbed her bag, and was about to leave. Milton realized he couldn't let her go just yet. He knew he had been impulsive and scared her earlier. He understood it was improper to ask what he wanted now, but he couldn't wait any longer. His anxiety had reached its peak. He didn't want to pressure her too much, but he'd been itching to ask this question for a very long time. Now, he couldn't hold back. "When are you getting a divorce?" Candice froze as he pulled her closer. She was taken aback by his directness.

Read more chapters at gⱯlnσνls․com For a moment, she stared at him with mixed emotions. Finally, she spoke, enunciating each word clearly. "Do you think I'm like you?" Candice couldn't believe he would ask such a question. Did he think she was as shameless as he was? She couldn't just do whatever she wanted regardless of moral implications like he did. If she was still married to Greyson, how could she have allowed Milton to get so close? How could she have permitted him to do what he did? She wasn't the same as him. Candice was very much single, but Milton had always thought she was married.

She had never crossed the moral line, but he had been getting dangerously close. Milton's mind went blank, unable to grasp the meaning of her words. He looked at Candice, bewildered. "What do you mean?" he asked. Candice sighed and rolled her eyes. "I don't have time to explain it now. I'll talk to you about it tomorrow. I have a meeting at the law firm that I need to get to," she said hurriedly. . . .