Take Control of Yourself, Please novel (Anna and Liam)

Chapter 347 Call Me Hubby

Anna looked embarrassed.

She was pissed. Her face turned red, like an apple ripe for the plucking. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Relive your ass!

That was her first time. He had just taken it like that, and he even had the cheek to leave her a cheque!

Now, she commended herself for the words she left on the cheque, it was the easiest revenge she had ever taken.

She glared at him furiously and murmured, "What’s there to relive? We were just there by chance..."

"What did you say?" Liam looked at her meaningfully.

Anna gritted her teeth and said, "I said, this bar is run by my good friend, of course I can come here. What about you Mr. Ackman? I am a woman, but you’re a man."

She looked at the men whose eyes were glowing in his direction and smiled slyly.

"Look at them, they look like they're stripping you alive."

Her words made him uncomfortable.

She was getting bolder and bolder by the day!

He turned back and swept his eyes over the crowd, an ice-cold gaze freezing any adventurous suitors in their seats, bowing their heads and taking their eyes off of him.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the bar returned to normal, or as normal as it could be.

Liam turned back to Anna again, raised his eyebrows a s if saying, "At least give me a challenge."

Anna pouted, finger pointing at the space behind him, "There.”

Wilson stared at Liam, looking sad and helpless. His eyes were like a kicked puppy with lips pursed together tightly as if he was going to burst into tears a t any second.

Anna clicked her tongue in shock, just a minute ago h e looked like the ice king himself, the change was too drastic for her to handle.

Was he really the same person?

Or was he suffering from schizophrenia like Liam and Charles?

It's like Liam was his switch, turning him from a cold, dominating presence into an obedient, yes- man.

Wilson glared at Anna coldly, "Charles, bring me home please, I don't want to stay there anymore. Without you there, I feel miserable."

Liam frowned, not even bothering to look at him, he tugged Anna behind him and headed for the door.

Wilson blocked his path, glaring at the struggling Anna, and said sulkily, "She doesn't love you at all. Don’t go, please?"

"You can go home if you don't want to be here, get James to buy you a ticket."

Liam said coldly and dragged Anna with him out of the Predicament Bar.

Jamie looked at Wilson's defeated figure and his heart splintered into pieces. He stood behind him and said softly, "Wilson, please stay tonight, I’ll accompany you 99

After leaving the bar, Anna was roughly thrown into the passenger seat.

"Why did you drag me out of there? Wilson is still inside." Anna said anxiously.

She knew he would pull her out but she never expected him to be so cold to Wilson.

Such a beautiful man, and so deeply in love with him too. Even if he didn't like men, didn't like Wilson himself, but he didn’t have to be so cruel.

Liam's hand paused on the ignition button, slightly pissed.

"So what if he's inside? Why do you care? Do you like him?"

Anna was furious, "You’re impossible, so according to

your logic, as long as he's a male, I'll fall for him?"

"I'm glad you know that. Don't be nosy. You don't need to worry about strangers' affairs."

Liam’s stiff jaw relaxed, but his tone remained cold and distant.

"Wilson isn’t a stranger, he’s your friend. He came to see you from so far away, you threw him to the side and ignored him. Now, he’s begging you so pitifully, how can you be so cruel?"

Anna felt he was crossing the line with his cold, unfeeling attitude.

He could be so gentle to Grandma Dawson and so worried about his friend Michael Hart. Why couldn't b e more kind to Wilson?

Maybe because she had a best friend like Jamie so she didn't see Wilson as a threat or an enemy.

On the contrary, she sympathized with him, treating him with respect and compassion.

"Shut up."

How could this woman accuse him of being cruel because of a man she had only met twice!

He was furious.

He should’ve sent him home a long time ago. He’ll make a call to Wilson's father soon, asking him to take his son home.

"You!

Anna sucked in a cold breath at his tone, anger bubbling in her chest, she turned and stared out the window, refusing to say another word.

The neon lights shone in the night sky, flashing in brilliant strips of yellow and green, bathing the street i n lights, livening up the city.

Gradually, she felt herself calming down.

It was also good that Wilson stayed in the bar. Jamie was there too, maybe this could be a chance for them.

Two hurt souls might enjoy the same chemistry.

"You're Charles?” She asked, voice calm and even.

Slim fingers caressing her bracelet unconsciously, even though she already had an answer in mind, but she wanted to hear him admit it himself.

Liam glanced at her, and muttered under his breath, a s if to himself, "Congratulations, genius."

Anna rolled her eyes in anger, and said petulantly," Who could guess the high and mighty Mr. Ackman would engage in such a childish game and play Santa, giving out money in lucky draws?"

"I remember you participating happily!"

"Hmph, it’s all because..."

Anna wanted to say it's all because he wanted her to call him Little Annie's Hubby, but the words were stuck in her throat. 1

Her mind flashbacked to the day when he littered her body with hickeys and then proceeded to threaten her with photos of her in the shower, with hickeys all over her, she felt the urge to knock her head into the wall and kill herself.

Liam could read her mind from her expression and said gleefully, "Call me Little Annie's Hubby."

"...You're lame."

Anna rejected him outright.

"I remember the agreement says..." Liam pulled out his words.

Ahhhhh...

The agreement, he brought up the agreement again!

Anna glanced at him out of the corners of her eyes, a sly glow flashing through her eyes, and pursed her lips, "I can't call anyone my hubby, are you proposing t o me? And still you say you don't like me?"

Liam laughed lightly, dark eyes squinting, "You're wrong, it's not that I like you. I like to sleep with you, calling me your hubby is just for further entertainment."

Anna's heart squeezed in her chest.

A bitter taste slowly filling her mouth and drifting into her nostrils. Her throat seemed to be filled with a wad of cotton that rendered her speechless.

With a flick of his fingers, he could drive her up into the heavens and then bring her crashing back to the ground.

He didn't care about her feelings, whether she would b e sad or hurt by his words.

In a relationship, the loser was always the one who loved the deepest.

At that moment, she finally understood the depth of her feelings for him, and him for her.

To him, in the end, she was nothing but a pet...

She clenched her fists together, quietly took a deep breath, and slowly puffed it out.

"Did you sign the agreement with me, because I can make you happy in bed?"

Liam curled his lips evilly, "Not just in bed, in the kitchen, the bathroom, on the sofa, and in this car, you can make me happy everywhere."

"You... that's enough of you!"

"Oh, right, and the hospital ward, the storeroom, the restroom in the bar..."

His tone remained calm and even as if he was just reciting the names of places, but to her ears, he was reminding her of the times he had had his way with her, enjoying her to his heart’s content.

He said so gleefully, with a hint of disdain, his words hurt her to her core.

"Liam Ackman! Stop it!" Her eyes were rimmed red with tears.