Spoiled by the President novel Chapter 806

How could Gregory Graham ever listen to Vickie Thomas?

His face sank and he pushed her out anyway. After all, Vickie was injured and could not fight back. She could not allow herself to fall out of the wheelchair just to oppose him and end up with more injuries. It was simply not worth it.

Therefore, she was forcefully pushed away by him.

Vickie was infuriated and her breathing quickened due to her anger. She gritted her teeth and yelled.

"Gregory Graham! You're a f*cking bastard!"

Gregory was unfazed by the woman’s insults.

He just had a sullen face as he pushed her to the main building. After they got to the lobby, he picked her up from her wheelchair and carried her upstairs to the bedroom.

Vickie was shocked.

She secretly cursed him and struggled.

"Gregory Graham! Why did you bring me here? Let go of me!"

Gregory kept silent as he carried her to the bedroom and slammed the door shut with his foot. Then he went to the bedside and put her down.

When Vickie’s body touched the soft bed beneath her, she felt more anxious.

She could not help but retreat a little and stared at him with a cold, stern look.

"What do you mean by this?"

Gregory replied, "Don't think too much. I just want to find a quiet place to talk to you about what happened earlier."

Vickie heard him say this, and only then did her heart feel a little more settled.

However, she snorted and turned her head to the side.

"I have nothing to say to you."

Gregory narrowed his eyes and snickered.

He suddenly stepped forward and leaned down, with one hand braced beside her shoulder while the other cupped her chin and turned her head to face him.

A low hoarse voice came out from his throat with a hint of coldness and mischief.

"Vickie, are you jealous?"

Vickie was stunned.

She never thought that this man would shamelessly say such words.

Vickie clenched her teeth and said angrily, "You f*cking wish! Who would be jealous over you? I'm not jealous!"

Gregory heard this and did not get angry. Instead, he smiled and probed.

"Oh? Then what were you mad about? Wasn't it because you felt uncomfortable when you saw me and Yuliana together? Hmm?"

Vickie's heart skipped a beat.

There was some astringent dull pain in her chest, but at the same time, she felt that this man was just abominable.

How could he be so obnoxious?

It was obvious that based on their current relationship, there was no use for the word “jealousy”. Vickie thought why should she admit that she could not remain indifferent if she saw him get intimate with other women? Why did he want to force it out of her?

Vickie did not say anything and only glared at him.

Gregory was already satisfied with her actions.

Somewhere in the bottom of his heart, it was like a hidden emotion had started to grow.

He looked at her and said, "I don't have a relationship with her. Just now, it really wasn't like what you saw."

Vickie pursed her lips and sneered.

"Whether you have a relationship with her, or whether what I saw was what it is, it has nothing to do with me! Gregory Graham! Let go of me!"

Gregory frowned.

With a sigh, his fingertips that were gently pinching her chin had quietly slid over her face.

The man's fingers had thin calluses from long years of holding a gun. They slid over the delicate skin on her face and felt incomparably coarse, which made her heart tremble.

Naturally, Vickie’s body stiffened slightly, but she hid it well and it did not show.

Gregory sighed, then slowly explained, "Just now, I was practicing boxing at the dojo. When I came out, I suddenly ran into her and she said she had something to tell me, so I let her stay.

"I didn't expect that only after a few sentences, she stripped down and jumped on me. I swear, I didn't touch her. Not even a finger. Do you believe me?"