A Replacement Bride

Chapter 65

Katherine wore a white T-shirt and denim jeans before slipping into a white pair of canvas shoes. She tied her hair into a ponytail, which made her look youthful.

With the thermos in her hands, she went out and closed the door only to hear the door beside hers clicking open. Shortly after, Joaquin emerged from his foyer.

The man had changed into a different mask today; it was gold colored.

Katherine was not sure whether she was overthinking things, but he seemed very gloomy to her as if he was frustrated.

Glancing at him multiple times, she decided to greet him casually, "Hello, my fiancé. What a coincidence. Are you going out too?"

Joaquin, who looked at the calm Katherine, directed his gaze on her thermos. "Where are you going?"

Although it was a very relaxed tone, she felt that there was a tinge of questioning and unhappiness seeping in his voice.

Puzzled, she looked at him. "My dear fiancé, are you asking me this out of concern or the need to control?"

Joaquin was very frustrated as he recalled what happened last night upon seeing her.

This damned woman. After seducing me, she's acting as if nothing happened. I dreamt throughout the whole night and it was the first time I slept so badly.

Since he did not sleep well, he was in a terrible mood, especially when he saw how nonchalant the culprit was, which made him even angrier.

"Aren't you confident in yourself? I was just asking," Joaquin replied in an unkind tone.

Katherine thought that the man was behaving very weirdly today.

"If you're just simply asking, then I won't answer you. See you, Mr. Fiancé." She waved at him with the thermos in hand and walked into the elevator.

Standing on the spot, he took a moment before entering the elevator with her.

As it was not a big space, he smelled the faint scent from the woman again, making his brain recall the memories from last night as his expression darkened further.

The whole atmosphere was very depressive with Katherine glancing at him from time to time. Yet, her reactions were seen as a form of seduction in his eyes! This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

This made Joaquin tug on his collar impatiently.

It had been five years!

In those five years, no matter how frequently he met up with Beatrice, he found himself feeling nothing for her despite her consistent hints and action.

Yet, Katherine's sultry advances last night made him burn up inside, causing every cell in his body to feel excited even now. Not only did this feeling not subside, it grew even stronger when he saw her again.

At this present moment, the woman was in close proximity to him and he could see her slender neck with a few hair ends falling around it. He could not deny that she looked very seductive at that very

second.

What was the hardest to endure was the faint scent that wafted into his nose.

It was like poison that he could not release himself from.

"Have you forgotten all about last night?"

Katherine turned around and looked at him. "Last night? Did something happen between us last night?"

"You really don't remember?" Joaquin walked out of the elevator.

With the elevator's doors closed, they were only about ten centimeters apart and Katherine's face was about to touch his chest.

This made her subconsciously retreat, but just as she lifted her foot, she found her waist being held tightly before getting pulled forward. Just like that, she fell into his embrace.

The man's low voice whispered in her ear, "Do you need me to help jog your memory, hm?"

His action made Katherine's heart beat faster as she froze up. The intimacy brought up some bad memories within her that she felt disgusted by.

Subconsciously, she reached out and placed one hand on his chest while grabbing a silver needle silently. She planned on stabbing it into his death acupuncture point and sending him to meet his end if he was to take another step forward.

Naturally, Joaquin saw this and peered at her hands. Just as he was about to make a move, they heard a shocked and uneasy voice coming from not afar. "Joe?"

Beatrice could not believe what she was seeing!

How dare she!

How could Katherine seduce my man?

Also, doesn't Joaquin hate women approaching him? Did he realize that the woman from five years ago was actually Katherine and not me?

Panicking, she ran over with a pale face and clenched fist. Then, she grabbed Katherine by the shoulder and shook her off, attempting to slap her.

Yet, her hand was firmly caught before it made contact.

The strength nearly crushed her wrist.

In disbelief, Beatrice turned around to look at the man grabbing her wrist. "Joe?"

Joaquin pursed his lips and his chin was clenched hard. He could not even begin to explain why he lost control earlier. After seeing Beatrice's teary expression, he recalled how she sacrificed everything for him five years ago and he finally calmed down. Letting go of her wrist, he hugged her by the waist.

This made Beatrice happy as she stared intently at her man.

They had been together for five years now, yet Joaquin had never touched her no matter how much she hinted. Is our relationship going to progress this time?

"Joe?' As Beatrice found it hard to hide her excitement and surprise, she called out to him carefully.

Joaquin looked at the dainty face, which could not hide its happiness, as emotions were written all over her countenance.

Yup, this should be the kind of pure woman I like. How could it ever be someone like Katherine?

Comforting himself, he hugged Beatrice and turned around. After pressing the button to call for the elevator, he did not look at Katherine again.

She stood there stiffly and regained her composure upon gazing at the couple. Not having any other feelings, she turned around and left.

Thinking of how intimate they were earlier just disgusted her, especially when Joaquin embraced her before hugging Beatrice. For some reason, this made her reject the notion very much.

Meanwhile, Joaquin brought Beatrice into the elevator silently until the elevator reached the eighteenth floor with the two entering his apartment.

Before the door closed, he held Beatrice's face with both hands and lowered his head, trying very hard to kiss her.

Yet, his body rejected this notion automatically. A simple kiss became an insurmountable task in front of him.

At that moment, Beatrice looked up with her eyes closed as her long eyelashes trembled slightly, showing how nervous she was.

Staring at her for a long time, Joaquin found himself in a very calm state. The emotions when he was facing Katherine earlier were all but gone now.