Chapter 225

The next moment, a shadow moved forward, grabbed her shoulder, and sealed her lips with a kiss.

"Mmm... Mmm..." The sudden kiss left Calla stunned. Once she realized what was happening, she started to resist him.

She pounded on his shoulders with her fists, but her punches felt like soft taps to Mercer. Instead of doing him any harm, hitting him only left her exhausted.

Unable to fend off his strong advances, Calla couldn't help feeling nervous. After all, they were at a hospital, and it wasn't even 9:00 pm yet.

As the hallway outside was still brightly lit, she could occasionally see people walking by through the glass window on the door. How could he do this under such circumstances?

Although Calla was both embarrassed and angry, Mercer's kiss was fierce and overwhelming—like a flood breaking through a dam. She couldn't resist him at all.

Just when she felt she was about to suffocate from being pressed down by him, he finally let go of her lips, allowing her to breathe fresh a