Chapter 138
Staring at Alexander’s face, Michelle’s purple eyes narrowed in anger. "You are of no help..." she muttered as she pushed herself off the wall. Her legs were still weak, but she was able to take a few steps back, though she wobbled and staggered.
Then, she turned around and staggered over to the ice pillar and put her hands on it to stabilize herself. Though Alexander’s answer didn’t help her the least bit, she knew that he was right. She had to test everything to see if she didn’t have any reaction.
But there was also the possibility that nothing would happen even if she ended up in the same condition, because she had already regained the missing fragment of memories.
"You say I’m of no help, but you still took my advice!" Alexander chuckled as he walked over to Michelle. "Isn’t that a bit heartless?" He grabbed her by her shoulders and turned her around, forcing her to look at him. "I’m deeply hurt!" he smiled. With just a fragment of his strength, he had Michelle pinned against the ice pillar.
"Let go..." Michelle’s voice was a low growl as she glared daggers. If a gaze could kill, Alexander would have already been turned into bloody porridge on the ground.
"Nope!" Alexander’s playful smile kept adorning his sickeningly handsome face as he refused to let go of Michelle, pressing her back against the slowly melting ice, causing more water to seep into her clothes. "You can’t overexert yourself now..." he whispered after he put his mouth next to Michelle’s ear, his breath washing over her neck.
The warmth of Alexander’s breath made Michelle shudder uncomfortably, and the skin on her neck instantly turned red as if it had been scalded. Being an ice-element Spirit Master, she was really sensitive to heat. "Leave me alone!" she hissed as she tried to push Alexander away, but her hands were still too weak, not even budging him.
"How cute..." Alexander laughed lowly. "Did you think you could push me away in your weakened state?" He got even closer to Michelle’s ear, his lips nearly touching her earlobe. "You wouldn’t be able to do it even with your full strength..."
Michelle felt like boiling water was being splashed over the side of her head and neck, making her frown. Being a former assassin, she was used to not showing when she was in pain, but that didn’t mean she didn’t feel it. She was just able to hide it. And at the moment, she was in no mood to hide it. "Alexander Terce! Let me go!" she shouted as she moved her hands from Alexander’s arms to his face, pushing her muscles over their limit to get him a bit further from her.