Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 188

"What were you thinking? Who do you think I am? What do you take me for? Am I a sort of joke to you?"

Damien had no idea what to say. One thing was the fact that she has ruined his chance of bringing the system out. She was going to make him have to wait until she leaves.

But on top of that, she was here in his room, his floor, exclusive only to himself, yelling and screaming her throat off.

He didn't know how to react to it yet. He didn't plan to do anytime soon because even if he had an idea, she didn't seem done with whatever was going on in her mind. It was obvious in her eyes that she still had a million of things to say. It was glaring.

"At first when you spoke to me about wanting to date, I thought it was genuine and stuff. When I got mad and you took me to one of my brother's companies to buy me a car, I felt like you are a great guy who really cares about me. Soon enough, you saw the article and you got mad. Even though I was the one who was hurt you were pretending to be the hurt one."

She took a pause again. Damien knew he didn't have a chance yet. She still had a lot to say.

"It was at first making sense. Perhaps that was how you deal with some certain emotions. I wanted to respect what you did , but now? Now? Who the fuck do you think you are!!!!"

Damien wished he had an idea what she was talking about. He really wished he did, but no matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't get the gist.

He decided not to force himself to getting the idea. There was no point doing that. After all, it was a matter of time before she hit the nail of its head.

He head learnt dealing with the girls that, when a lady is annoyed, and had a lot to say, all you can do is wait for her to say all her mind. If you come in while she is talking, you have no intentions of bringing the argument to a closure. Because at that point of interruption, the stoic and hard argument would turn elastic, dragged on and on until there is nothing else to say. Then opening a slot for other related matters.

Damien didn't have that much time to waste. He would just let her enjoy the moment and say whatever she had to say. And like he had thought, she was just getting started. She took steps closer and closer to him until she was almost going to enter through him. Her eyes were wild and stern. Mean and tough. It was obvious that she had meant whatever she stood for at that moment.

"Do you think I have no class? Do you think you can just do whatever you want with me? I'm sure you have no idea why I wanted to be with you? You must think I'm a sort of joke."

Damien looked down from her wild eyes to her moving plump lips. He lingered on it for a while. He didn't have the willingness to look away.

"When you saw me the first time. Did you think I was some sort of girl whom you could cheat on? Do I look like some sort of push over."

That pushed his eyes back to her wild eyes. Her eyes were growing red at that moment. It was rather strange.