My Billionaire Mom

It was dark in the elevator.

Quinn, who was teased by Chuck, got particularly mad. "Can you stop being so disgusting?"

Chuck shrugged. He was only joking, of course, he would not touch her. He thought that such a woman was out of his league.

Although Quinn's figure was good, she had already said that she didn't like anything to do with someone who was younger than her. Hence, why should Chuck be so shameless? What difference would it be from raping her?

Besides, Chuck didn't like Quinn's character.

Chuck did not speak, and the elevator was particularly quiet. However, Chuck heard Quinn panting. Chuck asked, "President Miller, what's wrong with you?"

"Who told you to call me president?" Quinn's voice was as cold as ice.

Chuck could tell that her voice was not quite right. What was she doing?

"Fine, fine, I won't call you that anymore. What's wrong with you?" Chuck then thought, "Could it be that she is afraid of being in a dark and enclosed area?" That could be it. Chuck took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight. When he saw the sweat on Quinn's forehead, Quinn was glaring at him as well. "I'm okay," Quinn's voice changed a little.

"Just say what you want to say. Don't be afraid. Someone will come and fix the elevator soon," Chuck shrugged his shoulders. He was not afraid of these things. "Yeah." Quinn was a little tangled, she whispered, "Say something. I'm not used to staying in this kind of place."

Chuck didn't have anything to say, except for words to flirt with her. Under such circumstances, Chuck didn't have the mood anymore.

"You think what I say is disgusting," Chuck told the truth.

"Then why can't you say something that's not disgusting, just anything else?" Quinn asked.

"Beg me, then I'll speak," Chuck said as he stared at her in the dark.

"You're so disgusting," Quinn uttered as she walked to the side. She did not want to stay near to Chuck. Did he really ask her to beg just for him to speak? Chuck then retorted, "Didn't you ask me to beg last time? I begged, too."

Quinn looked over and said, "It was what you ought to do anyway."

Her words were too overbearing, and Chuck complained, "You are being too unreasonable. Who would want to be your boyfriend? Do they also have to beg you to get you to cooperate in bed as well?" "What is in your head all day long?" Quinn fumed.

Chuck shrugged, "Between men and women, these thoughts are normal. Haven't you ever thought about it?"

Quinn felt as if she was choked by his words, but she did not have the confidence to fight back. For the past few days, she had been dreaming about it, causing her to break down. Why was she thinking of that? Was it just because she was saved by this little man twice, and she just a kind of fancy him already? Quinn could not even figure it out.

"You didn't refute. That means you do too," Chuck smiled and approached. It was only human nature. Last night, Chuck had also dreamed of Auntie Logan.

Seeing Chuck's aggressiveness, Quinn got angrier. "Shut up."

"Haha," Chuck laughed. So, she really had those thoughts? Well, since Quinn was already at the age of 30, it was normal for her to have them.

"What are you laughing at?" Quinn stared at Chuck.

Chuck smiled without saying anything, but when he saw that Quinn's face was getting a little pale, he stopped joking. "Don't be afraid, someone will come to save us soon."

"Who is afraid?" Quinn turned around, her volume softened unconsciously.

She felt Chuck approaching, and Quinn said, "Don't get so close to me."

Chuck said, "Did you forget that you still owe me two nights?"

"I didn't," she replied.

"Consider it my bad luck. I'll give you a hug, consider this as once." Chuck didn't want Quinn to collapse in such a place.

There was no need for him to see this as well. He heard that this kind of phobia was very difficult to deal with and would gradually crush her mentality. Had Quinn ever been abused under such circumstances when she was younger?

"Don't touch me." Quinn struggled, but Chuck just held her in his arms and didn't do anything. Quinn stopped struggling, and her restless heart was much more at ease.

Indeed, this kind of environment reminded her of her childhood. She was locked up in the school by her classmates and she had to curl up and cry through the night alone.

That night was difficult for a ten-year-old Quinn to forget. And the current situation reminded Quinn of that night.

"President Miller, you..."

"Don't call me president. I'm not your boss." Quinn shook her head.

Chuck was surprised that Quinn's voice suddenly became so gentle when she spoke. It sounded nice. Could it be that this hug made her gentle?

Chuck looked down at her. Quinn's eyes were closed. She said, "Keep talking."

"You have a nice figure," Chuck said. This was what Chuck genuinely felt at the moment. After all, he was holding her in his arms. How could he not feel it?

"Disgusting." Quinn opened her eyes and struggled for a moment. Initially, she was really against this because the one thing she hated was to get approached by younger men. Though she wanted to struggle, Quinn felt that being held by Chuck now felt the same as for the first time when he had saved her.

She was a little reluctant to struggle.

Chuck smiled and said, "I'm praising you."

"Who asked you to praise me? If you keep saying disgusting things, then don't touch me anymore," Quinn said.

Chuck let go of her without hesitation. He didn't have to make a fool out of himself. This woman just wasn't aware of a man's quality.

Quinn felt the warm embrace had suddenly disappeared. She turned her head and glared at Chuck. "You are so disgusting."

Chuck was speechless. But a few minutes later, the person who was supposed to rescue them had not come yet. He noticed that Quinn's face got paler, and she was showing symptoms of tremor. She bit her lip and closed her eyes as if she was enduring something.

Chuck sighed. He was still too soft. So he walked over and hugged Quinn again. This time, Quinn did not refuse. She let Chuck hug her as he liked, and her restless heart gradually calmed down. "Don't be afraid," Chuck consoled her.

"Yeah, I'm not afraid anymore," Quinn said softly.

This situation lasted for more than ten minutes. And finally, Chuck heard some movements. Someone was opening the elevator from outside. Chuck breathed a sigh of relief. He could finally let go of her. After all, it was very difficult for him to hold a beautiful woman in his arms but was not allowed to do anything.

Fortunately, this time around, Chuck was pure and innocent for once. For the first time, he did not have any impure thoughts when he touched a beautiful woman.

Quinn's heart was a little empty. Just now, when she was hugged by Chuck, it felt good even if they didn't do anything else. For many years, she hadn't been embraced by a man...

Click!

The elevator door opened and Sylvester came in anxiously. He was just waiting downstairs when he noticed that Chuck had not joined him. He waited for a long time before he found out that Chuck was trapped in the elevator.

"Young Master Cannon, are you okay?" Sylvester was nervous.

"Chuck," Yolanda was also worried.

However, when they saw Quinn's silence and Chuck's indifferent look, they were curious. What had happened in the elevator just now?

"I'm fine. We can go out now." Chuck was fine. Aside from being uncomfortable hugging a beauty, he was perfectly fine.

Chuck followed the others out. He turned around and saw Quinn remaining motionless. He said, "Quinn, it's okay now. Why aren't you coming out?"

"Yeah."

Quinn walked out. Chuck and Yolanda went upstairs to the parking lot. Quinn was following them all the while. Now, they had to go through the formalities of taking over the land's ownership. Chuck took out the keys and Yolanda sat in the car.

Sylvester had been waiting in his car for a long time. Chuck's background was too grand that he couldn't afford to offend him!

Chuck was ready to get in the car. Quinn suddenly said, "Chuck, thanks for what you did just now. What do you want? I'll give you anything."

She wanted to repay Chuck.

Chuck shook his head. He did feel awful just now, but he enjoyed it very much. "It's just a piece of cake. There's no need for me to ask for anything. Besides..."

"Besides what?" Quinn stared at him.

"You're going to say it's disgusting again." Chuck shook his head.

"It's okay. Tell me, I'll allow your sickening words just this once," Quinn said.

"Well, it felt both uncomfortable and good to hold you in my arms. Is that disgusting?" Chuck asked.

"It's fine." Quinn said, "However, it's still a little disgusting."

Chuck felt helpless. "That's disgusting too?" Chuck thought. "I'm praising you. Forget it." After Chuck finished speaking, he got into the car. Then, he followed Sylvester to finish the rest of the procedures. After Chuck left, Quinn got into her car. She also felt uncomfortable about what happened in the elevator. How could she not feel awful when she was hugged by a man so much younger than her? Moreover, he was the main character in her dream recently, which made her feel even worse. Fortunately, she didn't have any ideas just now. Otherwise, the situation in the car last time would have happened once again and Quinn would have broken down.

"Chuck Cannon..." Quinn said and suddenly smiled. "You disgusting little man..."