Chapter 433 Do you love me, or identity?
Keith noticed that Jalen kept ncing at them in the rearview mirror, and he looked at him with his
stern eyes.
Jalen instantly wimped out and helped lower the p that separated the front and rear seat.
He''d better not look at or listen to them!
*
The moment the p was fully lowered, Keith raised his palm up and pped behind her with
undiminished force.
It scared her!
Melissa was tearful. Her upper body was on hisp and her waist was pressed by his palm, being
unable to move.
Being confused for a while, she gradually understood what was happening, suddenly wanted to cry,
and her heart was iparably hurt.
"Keith you ... nearly beat me!"
Keith sighed and exined in a serious manner, "It''s a punishment. It''s based on the fact that I love
you. You''re unreasonable, and this is the only way I can punish you to sober you up!"
"But why?" She bit her lower lip tightly.
Noticing the sobbing in her voice, Keith''srge palm caressed her buttocks and he gently massaged for
her.
"Just because you say you want to break up with me. I haven''t agreed to it. You''re still living at my
ce and you''re still my girlfriend."
Melissa was instantly deted, and felt ashamed and annoyed by his massaging. Her waist was
pressed tightly by him and she could not move.
When she didn''t say anything anymore, Keith asked softly, "Melissa, what''s wrong with you? What
exactly have I done wrongtely that makes you want to break up with me?"
Melissa''s eyes grew red and gradually flushed with grievance.
"You want me to go back to the Cahan family several times, because only then you can marry me
and not be ridiculed by anyone. Keith, do you love me more, or do you love me as the daughter of the
Cahan family?"
Keith froze slightly.
So, it was this thing.
He did persuade her for many times before, hoping that Melissa would be recognized as the daughter
of the Cahan family sooner. Because of this, they had fought several times before.
Perhaps it was his way of speaking that was wrong.
Reflecting seriously, he asked in a whisper, "Melissa, why do you hate the Cahan family so much?
They''re all your real family."
Melissa mocked herself, "Is a cage without love considered a home? Is a sibling without affection really
considered family? In my eyes, they are not as important as Lyra."
For some people, even if there was no blood rtionship, they were closer than family.
But for other people, even if they were really rtives, they could be as indifferent as strangers.
"I don''t want to go back to the Cahan family at all. It''s not a happy ce for me."
Her sister, Reba, had never weed her and would prefer that she would never return.
Shane, who seemed to care most about her, was the most hard-hearted and indifferent of all, treating
his rtives like subordinates, with all kinds of orders.
Not to mention the secrets of the top floor of Cahan Residence.
In her eyes, it was an eerie ce that would eat people alive.
She stopped thinking those things and asked Keith, "Is it true that as long as I don''t go back to the
Cahan family and announce my identity, we can''t get married?"
Keith sighed heavily, "Melissa, I don''t care whether you are a girl from the orphanage or the daughter of
Cahan family. As long as you want to get married, I am always avable. Even if I''ll be a joke in
plutocrats'' eyes, I don''t care."
He helped her up and let her sit on hisp.
Cupping her face with both hands, he said seriously, "The reason why I keep persuading you to go
back to the Cahan family is I want you to try to step out of yourfort zone and try to ept your
loved ones more."
"I know that although you are outwardly oblivious, you actually still think of the Cahan family in your
heart. You have not experienced the love of family since you were a child. And you are very happy to
learn that you are a member of the Cahan family."
"But after living in that family for a few days, there''s a gap with the home you have in mind. And you
feel like you can''t fit into it, so you keep running away."
"Melissa, I do want you to face up to these things and be really happy. For your family, I will help you to
persuade."
Melissa lowered her eyes and pondered for a long time without speaking.
Keith gently pressed the back of her head and tried to kiss her.
She pushed him away.
"Melissa, you''re still mad at me?"
Melissa nodded and looked at him with an irritated look, "I''ll think about it. Before I canpletely
figure it out, don''t mention it again."
"Great." Keith pursed his lips and smiled in a doting way, pressing her head again for a kiss.
But he was pushed away again by Melissa.
"What''s wrong? Still not happy? Didn''t I already promise you?" Keith was confused and innocent.
Melissa grunted indignantly andined coldly, "You just almost beat me. It was really outrageous.
I''m angry just by thinking about it!"
Keith was slightly stupefied and could only coax, "So what do you want to do? I can do whatever you
want."
In Melissa''s clear and simple eyes, there was a rare impishness.
"Unless, let me beat you!"
Struggling for two seconds, Keith agreed, grabbed her hand and put it towards his face, "I Just beat
that head restraint three times. You can beat me as many times as you want."
Melissa haughtily refused, "I''m not interested in your face. I''ll only spank your butt!"
Jalen, who was in the front row, was in shock.
Gosh, what kind of paid content was he listening to online!?
Would his boss really be willing to be spanked by her?
Somehow, he anticipated it ...
He drove while quietly listening to the back row for any movement.
In fact, Keith was strongly resistant to it.
Not to mention that there was an eavesdropper in the front row. How can he be spanked by his
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girlfriend when he was the tycoon in the showbiz world!
He coaxed, "Baby, after we back back, you can punish me in a different way, okay?"
Being mindful of Jalen, who was a eavesdropping third-wheel, Melissa didn''t say much and decided to
ignore him.
The limousine soon arrived at the vi''s door. Keith opened the door and carried her inside again,
deciding to pacify her in a most direct way.
What should he do if his girlfriend didn''t listen to him?
Just sleep with her.
If it didn''t work, then sleep with her for two times!
*
At night, the ceremony in the Lyre Spiti ended.
The two babies had fallen into a deep sleep and were taken to bed in their room by Sophia, the nanny,
and Malcolm was ordered to go and stay with them.
Lyra greeted guests and took the time to help the Lloyd Group negotiate another multinational
partnership.
This cooperation project was very big, which needed to spend more time in it. It was rmended by
acquaintances. Whether the cooperation could be sessful, it depended on the bargainingter.
She smiled decently and was negotiating.
Malcolm emerged from the vi, took her by her palm from behind, and inteced her fingers as they
greeted the rest of the guests.
Lyra didn''t say anything, and with him here, it was much more pleasant to negotiate with the business
bigwigs.
It wasn''t until the guests left that Lyra remembered there was a problem.
"Why are you out here? Didn''t I tell you to keep an eye on the babies with Sophia?"
Malcolm smiled, "They have gone to bed. Sophia alone is enough. You''re busy dealing with the guests
and arranging the party. I want to share your burden."
In the past, Lyra would be happy when she heard these words.
But this time, her expression was extra serious, "Forget it, then you greet them outside. I''ll go in and
watch the babies."
It was always unsettling to not keep an eye on them personally.