Chapter 716

Anthony planted a kiss on her lips, all wild and restless.

Juniper's breath got snatched away, and her eyes popped open.

The feeling on her lips was insanely good, way different from their last kiss.

She felt even dizzier, like she'd downed some strong booze. The buzz hit her head too fast and was way too intense.

While they were kissing, Juniper suddenly started squirming in his arms.

"What's up?" Anthony thought he'd hurt her and quickly let go.

As soon as Juniper shoved him away, she bolted to the bathroom.

She hunched over the toilet, puking her guts out.

She curled up like a shrimp, shaking all over.

Anthony didn't mind at all and just patted her back, worried. "I told you not to drink so much, but you wouldn't listen. Now look at you, suffering."

Juniper, with tears and snot all over her face, looked at him through blurry eyes. "Wasn't it for you? Anthony's girl can't lose."

She said Anthony's girl!

Anthony was stunned, his eyes lighting up with joy. "Say it again, quick."

"Don't rush me. I feel like crap..."

"I'll carry you to bed to rest," he said, concerned.

But as soon as he touched her, Juniper slapped his hand away. "Don't touch me."

Her tone was all resentful and frustrated.

Why did she suddenly seem to hate him so much?

Juniper went on, "You already have another girl, so don't touch me."

"When did I get another girl?" Anthony asked, all patient and gentle.

"Isn't it that classmate of yours? You two are already talking about marriage."

Anthony asked, "Did I ever say that?"

"She said it, and what she says is the same as what you say." Juniper hugged herself, looking like a wounded little animal, not letting him touch her. "You're so annoying, and I don't want to like you anymore."

"You like me?" Anthony's eyes lit up.

"I don't like you."

Anthony pressed on, "You like me."

"I said I don't like you. Why would I like you? You're not nice to me at all."

"I'm not nice to you? Are you sure?" Anthony wanted to ask, didn't her heart hurt when she said that?

"You..." Juniper bit her lip. "Anyway, you're not nice to me. I like you, but you pushed me away and even pushed me to other guys."

"When did I push you to other guys?" Anthony felt wronged.

"Your indifference is the same as pushing me to other guys." Juniper said pitifully, "You ignore me and you're just very bad to me. Go like your classmate. She's gentler, more considerate, and she won't have a bad temper like me and be as troublesome as me..."

Anthony nodded. "She is indeed gentler, more considerate, doesn't have your bad temper, and won't be as troublesome as you."

Juniper got even angrier when she heard that and thought, 'I can dislike myself, but who allows him to dislike me like that? So he has always disliked me, which isn't my imagination.'

"Yes, I'm terrible, so just stay away from me. Go away!" She angrily pushed him.

Anthony continued, "I'm not finished. Although you're not gentle and considerate, you're straightforward and cute and have a clear sense of right and wrong. Even when you're throwing a tantrum, you're especially cute."

Juniper stared at him blankly, thinking she was hearing things.

Anthony praised her for being straightforward and cute. Was this for real?

"What's wrong?"

Juniper's eyes were red, and she sniffled. "You praised me?"

"Don't I praise you often? Is it that surprising?"

"Yes. No way. I won't be fooled by your sweet words." Juniper said pitifully, "You've already hurt me."

"Where are you hurt?"

"My heart is hurt." She said, clutching her little heart. "Here, it hurts. Every time I see you, it hurts, and it also hurts when I don't see you."

"Why?"

Juniper looked troubled and choked up. "Because I fell for someone I shouldn't have. I kept telling myself that you don't like me and even find me annoying, and that I can't like you. But feelings aren't a switch. I can't just stop liking someone. The more I try to control myself, the more I like you. It's so painful, so exhausting, fighting against my own heart. It's so hard. I told myself not to like you, and besides, you already have a girlfriend. Even just liking you is wrong. I even thought about quitting."

Anthony's heart was tugged. "I won't allow you to have such thoughts!"

Juniper said painfully, "Why? Do you want me to keep suffering? What good is it that I like you? You don't like me. You're so awful and already have a girlfriend, and you still want to occupy my heart. I won't let you. I just won't like you."

"You can't not like me." Anthony cherished this affection. He thought Juniper had already fallen for Ronnie, and he was sad about it. But she said she liked him, which was like sunshine filling his heart, showing him light and warmth, showing him brilliant fireworks.

People said one couldn't believe what someone said when they were drunk. He was also afraid of disappointment, but he was more willing to believe in the truth that came out when drunk. Because at times, he could feel that Juniper liked him.

Words could lie, but the look in someone's eyes when they liked someone couldn't lie.

Feelings couldn't lie either.

When Juniper said she liked him, Anthony was really happy and grateful that he hadn't missed her.

There was once such a good girl, such good feelings in front of him. If he didn't cherish it, he would regret it for life.

Juniper retorted, "You got it wrong. Liking you is the mistake. My family was torn apart by a mistress. That woman took my dad, caused my mom's death. So I hate mistresses the most. I wish I could catch them all and beat them up. So I absolutely won't allow myself to be a mistress, not even to like you."

She shook her head desperately. "I'm a bad person. I'm terrible. I will be punished. I can't like you. Juniper, you bad person!"

"No, Juniper, you're not a bad person but a good girl. Really. If I miss you, I will regret it for life. So, I hope you can give me another chance, to keep liking me. Okay?" Anthony cupped her face, gazing at her tenderly, his eyes almost melting Juniper completely.

Juniper thought, 'Am I dreaming? He actually said he hopes I continue to like him. It must be fake.'

"Am I dreaming? I must be dreaming. Only in a dream would you say such things. I'm drunk..."

"This isn't a dream. This is real." To add to the sense of reality, Anthony covered her lips with his.