Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 1231

He actually hated her that much? But why?

Sandy blinked, distracted, and pressed Shane, “So what happened after that?”

“Aren’t you going to ask what happened in the restroom on campus that night?”

His dark eyes mocked her.

Sandy’s cheeks flushed. If what he said was true, she really had dragged him down with her all those years ago—shameless.

How could she have dared?

She gripped the comforter tight, her body shivering with embarrassment under the feather duvet.

“So...” She bit her lip, looking away, “Why didn’t you just push me away back then?”

Shane let out a bitter laugh, Adam’s apple bobbing. “Didn’t I say I tried? But you undid my belt, and when you came up to me like that—how was I supposed to resist? I was twenty-three, and you—a wild little brat—had me wrapped around your finger. I kept thinking, what kind of girl is the princess of the Sheldon family? Hell, I was even worried you’d given me something!”

“What—what did you think I was?!”

Sandy couldn’t even bear to remember her younger self, but she still bristled at his insult. “Shane, you can’t understand what it was like, growing up being bullied by Florence and Sienna. I was nineteen, maybe I wasn’t thinking straight. Didn’t you say I’d been drugged?”

Shane glared at her. “Later, at the campus gate, I remember giving you some cash and telling you straight—there wouldn’t be a next time.”

“You looked so stubborn when you turned me down, didn’t take the money, just walked away. Sandy, I thought that was the end of it, too. But I underestimated you. You weren’t after money. You wanted me—you wanted my name backing you up while you studied abroad, so Florence couldn’t mess with you. You even admitted it after we got together, though you tried to act tough.”

“What are you saying? What did I do?” Sandy stared in disbelief, hardly recognizing herself in his words.

Shane’s mouth curled into a predatory grin. “Not long after that, when I went to Brittainia on business, guess who the company sent as my translator? You. I don’t think that was a coincidence. And you know the rest—the next morning, we woke up in the same bed.”

“You’re saying I seduced you?!” Sandy frowned, not ready to believe it.