My Stubborn Mistress - Chapter 347

Ken parked the car and then heaved a furious sighed. Finally, they arrive at the mansion that nothing happens. But his hold on the steering wheel still tight.

Along the whole trip, it tempted him to jump off in the cliff many times. But every time he glances at Cassandra’s calm face, the past flashing back above his head.

Damn it!

It made him feel this anguish. As all he could recall is her innocence despite how she suffered a rough treatment in the beginning. Her pure smile and cheerful spirit are the things that give him life being a prisoner inside his own body.

Her light laughs, and the gentle sway of her body upon strolling her garden remains in his memories from the past life. And as for Kenneth, he wonders if the memories he has are the bad ones; as he is the one who throws so much anger toward Klein Williams… ever since he never stops seeking revenge.

Ken heave another sighed. He opens the door and steps out of the car. Madison walked toward him.

“Where are they?” she asked him.

Ken smiled before he replied Madison. “They were yet sleeping. Should we wake them up?”

Madison fell from thinking if what to do then Levi’s arm hooked around her waistline. She looked up at him then asked, “Should we wake them up?”

“Hmm… maybe not yet? Better to let them continue resting,” Levi winks at her.

She understood what Levi is conveying at her. They’re already aware of which stage the relationship, Cassie and Quinn, right now.

“Then we just leave the car here?” Ken queries.

“No. Let it park under that tree.” Levi pointed the old tree standing proud for decades beside the Montfort Mansion. The tree located east and facing the Eiffel Tower.

Madison drove the car slowly and brought it under the tree. It is past seven of the evening. The night sky still clear tonight, and the stars displaying fascinatingly. Madison glanced in the rearview mirror before she steps out of the car. Smile planted on her lips, seeing her parents in that sleeping position.

She strides toward Levi then he took her hand. Together, slowly they ascended to the patio of his mansion. They halted in front of the main door and then face the Eiffel Tower to watch it for a moment. Levi stood behind Madison, and he put his arms around her waist. Madison leans her back and rested her head into Levi’s left shoulder.

Ken just rolled his eyes walking past them. ‘Lovers…’ He murmured. Here they go again, acting like wherein a honeymoon. He shook his head then went straight to the room that gave to him on the second floor of this mansion, opposite direction of Cassandra and Quinn’s bedroom.

That is why, even if he will wander at night, he can’t do it because he’s put on the west side of the mansion and two bodyguards guarded the east hallway which cameras scattered everywhere. They were invisible, but he has a hunch there is everywhere…

He dropped his body on the soft bed after reaching the guest room. He still cannot forget how he attempted to engage a suicide tonight. It tempted him to, but a part of him stooping him. Is he began having a conscience? Or it is because of Hwa-Young?

He is truly in a great puzzle. He desired to be with Hwa-Young but there are times, that he would ponder if he is doing the right thing. What could make him fulfill his desires? To win her or to see her happy?

For two hundred years, he prayed to be with her. And finally, now his soul freed up, he must use it wisely. If ever, and he kills himself along with Klein and Cassandra, he could take Cassandra’s soul. Kenneth already has this plan. After he succeeds to kill Klein Williams, Kenneth will kill himself and will travel time as a spirit and reborn to another person to change the course of fate in the past.

But the question is, could he take Cassandra’s life? Honestly, he can’t decide yet if what to answer his questions. Because he is the soft version of himself and Kenneth is his dark conscience. He is the one who has full of hatred and vengeance. Therefore, he cannot abandon him but love him still as being half of his soul, because he’s the one who was there when he is alone for a hundred years… Ken sighed then closed his eyes.

He is uncertain…

* * *

Meanwhile, inside the sports car, Quinn and Cassandra stayed sleeping. Then Quinn began restlessly on the seat; moving his head side to side.

“Marivella!” he shouted. Slowly, he opens his eyes and a worried face welcomes him.

“Are you having a nightmare?” Cassandra asked him while her delicate fingers traced the frame of his face.

Quinn caught her hand and kissed it. “I thought I lost you,” he murmurs, his voice sounded tired.

“But I am here…” she replied. Her eyes are soft under the moonlight and city lights, peering him lovingly. From their location, the car is viewing the whole city.

“Don’t leave me, please,” Quinn pleaded.

His voice is deep and low. He sounded like truly not feeling well. Cassie’s thoughts. “Let’s go inside the mansion for you to get better rest.”

“Okay… but—”

“Hum?”

Quinn shows a gentle smile then whispered, “I want to kiss you.”

Cassandra giggled then she’s the one who reaches for his lips and planted a kiss.

“That’s all? That is only a smack kiss!” he complains that made her laugh hard this time.

She granted Quinn’s wishes, kissed him longer until the kiss deepens. She put her arms around his neck while Quinn pick her up then place her on his lap. In this way, she could kiss him comfortable without forcing her back to arch and presses on the seat.

Hmm… even making out, Quinn stays to be gentle. The reason she falls in love with him over again. She can’t help it, but it looks like she’s falling in love with him thousands of times already. She thinks she does not need this destiny or fated thing to love Quinn because he is showing her countless reasons to…

Now, she could feel his palm stroking her back and it’s getting hotter as seconds passing by…  She’s wearing a halter sundress and his fingers could touch her skin. The heat coming through to the thin fabric. She tightened her hold on his neck.

Quinn parted their lips and sighed, eyes remain closed. “I have a crazy desire right now. If I don’t stop here—”

Might they make love inside the car? Her silly thoughts to continue what Quinn wanted to express. Gently, she smiles and brushes her lips against his.

“Tempting me, huh?”

She smirked seductively.

“Let’s watch the Eiffel Tower outside the car. So, I have another great memory of you when I disappear one more time. I have been lonely watching the bright lights at night, alone from my bedroom window.”

“Cassandra…” Words lost in his mouth. How to counter this? He could see the sadness in her eyes. Even he was too lonely also being left behind here. He stretched his arm and wipe the tears that had escaped on her eyes.

“I guess, I have to accept Quinn, that this will take us for a while until we could stop this.”

He agreed. He needs to talk to anyone who has the answer to why this is happening to them. But since Lady Isabella was still in the middle of the war between the rebellion, then who he could ask?

Quinn fell in deep thought when Cassandra changed her position. Stunned, he was looking at her like a teenage boy saw his crush stripping in front of him. Cassandra was sitting on his lap, facing at him.

“Have you realized what you are doing, Mrs. Williams?”

“My neck stiffen from looking at you, kept my chin lifted on my right side the entire time. This way is better. I could have a full view of your face,” her reasons.

“You’re not only seducing me. You are also tempting me at the same time, torturing me.”

She peered at him innocently. “Hum?”

Quinn sighed. She is such a Temptress… his thoughts.