"No... No way..."
Skye Brown pushed Dylan Wellington, but the more she resisted, the more she struggled to stop him, and the stronger Dylan Wellington's actions became.
Dylan Wellington didn't want to hear Skye Brown speak at all.
Because he knew that Skye Brown had already accepted Norman York's proposal, and in Skye Brown's heart now, it was likely that Norman York was her rightful boyfriend, lover, and husband.
And as for him, the ex-husband... Ha...
Even if it was just a touch, Skye Brown would fiercely resist.
Since he couldn't hear loving and tender words from her mouth, he might as well keep her silent.
Dylan Wellington grabbed Skye Brown's jaw and fiercely kissed her lips, swallowing up all her resistance and objections.
Desperately possessing her, occupying her, as if only by doing so could he feel at ease.
Time after time, Skye Brown, forcibly possessed by him, from the very start had fought back against the influence of the drugs with all her might.
