Ranaway From Wedding, Fell into Tycoon's Love Trap

"Jacob! Go back to your room."

Before Thomas Fisher could explode, Alice Turner pushed Anthony into the room to avoid unnecessary disputes. As she pushed him inside, she closed the door for him.

Thomas Fisher was really tempted to punch Anthony, but seeing Alice Turner’s reaction, his mood slightly calmed. Whether she agreed or not, he reached out and pulled her towards her room.

"Thomas..."

"Go back to your room to eat; I heard your stomach growling earlier."

Alice wanted to refuse, but just as she uttered the start of his name, Thomas rudely interrupted her, and as he did so, his steps grew even larger.

He didn’t give her a chance to speak again, pulling her quickly into her room, and once inside, he used his feet to hook the door shut, preventing any annoying disturbance from that pesky nuisance.

"Can you let go now?"

Alice glanced down at the hand gripping hers, then along the hand to its owner, with an expression of indifference and detachment.

Thomas feigned ignorance of Alice’s indifference and detachment, and he didn’t let her go as she wished. He pulled her over to sit on the sofa before finally releasing her hand.

"I specifically..."

"I’m not eating; you eat by yourself."

Before Thomas opened the lunchbox, Alice got up and sat far, far away from him.

Without thinking much, Thomas rose and followed her, sitting right next to her to prevent her from getting up and avoiding him again. He lifted a leg and pressed it onto her thigh, "Let’s eat together."

This time, without consulting her, he picked up a spoon to feed her.

"I..."

As Alice opened her mouth to refuse, Thomas stuffed a spoonful of rice into her mouth. She glared at him disgruntledly, but he just laughed heartily.

"I’m very happy to feed you; do you know how I want to feed you the most?" Thomas suddenly leaned closer to Alice, speaking ambiguously, "I want to feed you with my mouth. It’s said to feel wonderful; I really want to try it."

As he spoke, he leaned even closer, his lips nearly touching the corner of her mouth.

Alice took out the spoon Thomas had just pushed into her mouth. Because her mouth was full of rice, her speech was somewhat unclear, "Thomas Fisher! You have no shame."

Using the hand holding the spoon, she pushed away the man who had approached her, wanting to distance herself from him, but the man’s leg pressing on her was strong, and she couldn’t escape.

"No face, no wife."

While Alice was stunned, Thomas reached for the spoon in her hand, scooped up another full spoon of rice, and brought it directly to her mouth.

Alice stared angrily at Thomas. This time, she didn’t open her mouth to speak, just glared at him.

"Seems like my dear Alice really wants me to switch to another way of feeding her," Thomas smiled charmingly, withdrew the rice he was feeding Alice, and was about to feed it to himself.

"You, you..."

Embarrassed and angry, Alice immediately grabbed Thomas’s wrist holding the spoon. With her other hand, she snatched the spoon from him, "I can eat by myself; I don’t need you to feed me."

Even as she said she could eat on her own, she still delayed starting to eat. She held the spoon tightly, her eyes furiously glaring at the leg pressing on her, clearly signaling she wanted him to lower his leg.