Ice and Fire

Chapter 98 I Hate You

"What the hell do you want?" Cherry asked plainly.

"Do I have to tell you what I want?" Jackson retorted. But then, he continued, "I will show you what I

really want!"

Jackson's body had started reacting to Cherry the moment he had seen her. This damned woman had

dared to abandon him several years ago. And now, she would pay the price, knowing very well the

seriousness of the consequence of fighting against his wishes.

Jackson held Cherry's hands and dragged her inside his bedroom. He pushed her down on the bed,

rubbing his muscular body against hers.

Cherry had already dropped her bag and the sticky note. At the sight of Jackson approaching her like a

beast in a fury, she pleaded hastily, "Jackson, let me go. Let me go!"

"Let you go? Cherry, don't even think of it!" Jackson was getting aggressive. He pinned her two hands

firmly, touching her curvy body from over her clothes and sensed her rising temperature and breath. He

just couldn't resist Cherry any more. It had been five years since he had last touched this woman. How

could he let her go easily today?

He held her arms down with his one strong hand and with the other, he fiercely tore away at her

clothes.

Cherry's thin blouse was shredded to pieces, revealing her snow-white skin, only cladding her in her

pink underwear, barely covering her private parts.

"Jackson, you're a bastard! How dare you treat me like this?" Cherry resisted Jackson's violence. She

was not prepared for this. Her heart ached with the hurt of what Jackson was doing to her.

Jackson continued to ignore Cherry's protests. He continued to work on her, about to pull down her

skirt.

Several moments later, Cherry had only two piece of clothes on her body. She lay on the soft and large

bed, with Jackson looking at her, as aggressively as a hungry tiger growling at his prey.

Cherry was beginning to run out of her strength in fighting against him. She screamed helplessly,

"Jackson, you bastard. Let me go."

She continued with the struggling and the wielding of her arms and legs desperately.

Suddenly, as though finally done with her resistance, Jackson slapped Cherry across the face.

The angry slap on her face, filled her with great fear and simultaneously silenced her down.

Staring at that angry man, Cherry refused to believe that it was the same Jackson, her husband and

the father of her son, who had slapped her and was inflicting pain on her. Does he really hate me so

much? She could not help wondering with tears in her eyes.

Jackson saw tears streaming down her face. He would have wiped those tears off her face, hugged her

and tried to comfort her, if she hadn't abandoned him five years ago without even giving him a reason

for it. Now, Jackson hated Cherry, and felt that he might even kill her. It was because of her that he

never slept well at night. He felt that it was Cherry who had kindled love in his heart, but it was also her

who snuffed out that flame of love mercilessly. As a result of the pain, he had made up his mind to give

her a taste of the consequences of disobeying his wishes.

Without a moment's delay, Jackson took off both of their underwears and entered her body.

Jackson felt the tightness of her vagina, just like it was five years ago when she had snaked into his

bed and they had had their first sex. It had been so beautiful. With that memory, he almost forgot

everything, including his abomination of Cherry. Her body had always had that attractive spell on him.

Jackson demanded her love and body like a hungry beast. His every movement felt like a penetration

into her body, the endless hate was mingled with love. At that moment, Jackson wanted nothing except

Cherry's body.

She lay helplessly underneath him. The struggles having ended, the expressions in her eyes had lost

all emotions. Although her body ached from Jackson' attack, all of this meant nothing to her. This

brutish man had once captured Cherry's heart. And now, he was tearing it apart ruthlessly.

Jackson pushed himself to his worst so that this woman could pay the price of abandoning her

husband and running away. When he saw that Cherry had exhausted herself and lost her

consciousness, he slowed down and ejaculated inside her body with ease.

Lying on Cherry's body, Jackson observed the traces of his sweat and semen spilled on her naked

skin, feeling satisfied with himself. Now, he had made her his woman again, and this time, she wouldn't

get away from him, ever again.

Jackson stroked Cherry's face tenderly. As he touched her swollen cheek, Cherry frowned in her sleep.

Jackson experienced a surge of complicated feelings. He kissed her cheek gently.

Her body and warmth had always made him feel good. He had always been hungry for that closeness.

Actually, he loved that feeling. He could give up everything for just feeling this way, or could do

anything he could just to possess her. However, five years had passed since they were last together.

He could not help but wonder how she had lived her life in all those years. Had she ever held another

man in her arms and kissed his lips?

Then, the anger was gradually rising in Jackson's mind. If this damned woman dared to betray him and

find another man, he surely wouldn't let her off.

In the afternoon, the sun filled up the hotel room. The brightness was too annoying for Cherry to

continue sleeping and she finally woke up.

She rubbed her eyes and felt a weight on her body. She tried to push it away, but failed.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw Jackson was lying on her body, fast asleep. That was when the

memories gradually came back to her mind. She remembered what had happened in the following

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Cherry tried to push Jackson off and said, "Jackson, get up."

Jackson also slowly opened his eyes, only to meet the angry face of Cherry. He asked coldly, "What's

the problem? Lying underneath my body doesn't make you feel good?"

"Jackson, you're a total bastard, " Cherry scorned. How could he treat her in this manner at their first

meeting after five years?

"I think you already knew about whether I'm a bastard or not." Jackson said with a scary and ruthless

tone full of complete coldness towards Cherry.

Cherry knew that no matter what she said or justified to Jackson, he would never believe her. She had

absolutely clear understanding of his temperament and character.

So, she decided to keep quiet.

Cherry's deliberate silence angered Jackson yet again. How did this woman dare to dismiss his

authority? Who empowered her to do this?

Jackson grabbed her neck, and looked at her face which was as beautiful as before. "Now, tell me.

What're you doing here?", he asked sternly.

Cherry saw the angry expression on his face and answered, "You can guess. What will a woman be

doing at a hotel?"

Hearing Cherry's answer, Jackson tightened his grip around her neck. He shouted harshly, "Cherry, you

are such a slut! Do you still have many men running around you? Now you have the cheek to screw

them at a hotel, instead of doing it at home!"

Cherry felt pleased to see Jackson's face distorting out of fury. She answered, "you're right. I have only

one bed in my house and it's not large enough for me and my lovers to fit on. Don't you think that a

hotel is much more comfortable anyway? Doesn't it look more tempting too?"

"Cherry, you..." Jackson wanted to throttle her throat. This woman was still untameable despite the fact

that they hadn't met in five years. He made up his mind that Cherry had to be tamed and taught how to

behave herself!

Jackson stared at Cherry in fury and said, "Cherry, do you have any idea how much I hate you?"

Cherry froze suddenly, listening to what he had said. Did he really hate her? Had he alway hated her in

all these years? The mere thought made her sad. She had loved him and their son all the time,

whereas he was full of hatred for her. How could that happen?

Jackson continued, "I hate you so much. I might just kill you. Do you know that?"

But just as Jackson spoke these words, the room's door was kicked open with a bang.

Hearing the sudden noise, both Cherry and Jackson turned to look at what was going on.