Chapter 229 Bitter and Wronged

As she was suffocated by a huge billow of smoke, Leila burst into a fit of coughing, “Cough, cough…” Her tiny frame resembled a pitiful rabbit, and the man who was below her body on the other hand exuded a royal and elegant temperament. Vincent held her thin waist and felt a gentle touch, as if a silky smooth milk was flowing through his hand. His icy gaze were narrowed on her as he ventured into an unrelated question which sounded gentle yet cruel, “Leila, tell me, am I handsome?” Leila paused briefly before nodding while gnashing her teeth. “Do you want to marry me?” He followed up with another question. She didn’t dare to meet him in the eyes because he felt too dangerous now. Her whole body had become stone as his hands continued their iron grip on her waist while his palms were rubbing the skin. She was beyond terrified, “Mr. White, please don’t say that. I beg you, don’t do this…” Vincent laughed lightly but his smile was menacing. One of his hand dug into her bra, “Hmm,