Chapter 903 - 474: It Should Be You Who’s Afraid
He cherished her, just like cherishing the light itself....
The man’s gaze was tender yet firm, the kisses lingering and fervent. He wanted to give her the best experience because at the beginning of their marriage, he hadn’t treated her well, so he only wished to give her the best.
His large hands roamed about, igniting fiery sparks, her body was like a beautiful and elegant harp, allowing the performer to play a moving melody.
Sweat dripped from Alexander King’s face onto her body, giving her the best caresses.
"Thank you, Charlotte, you gave me the most wonderful experience...." His deep voice had just fallen as a loving smile tugged at his lips, her delicate and soft white skin, though petite, was endlessly charming to him. He was fascinated, just wanting to possess her fiercely, endlessly possess her.
Nora Thompson had no ability to resist, she was lost in this love affair that could destroy one’s will, letting him manipulate her body.
In her ears was nothing but the man’s coarse voice, this endless love made her gaze slowly become blurred and scattered, and it seemed she could only see the warm orange light filling the room.......
Morning at the Thompson Family
The chefs got up early; today, the master was taking the young lady to Sydney for fun. They had to go to the airport early, and the dining table slowly laid out the most exquisite breakfast of the Thompson Family. Sometimes, Nora didn’t have time to come back from the company to have lunch with Isaac Thompson, so he was always delighted to have breakfast with his daughter in the morning. At midday, if Nora didn’t come home, he would just have something simple, like dumplings or noodles.
Alexander King came downstairs feeling refreshed, today he planned to stay home to keep Nora company, after all, last night was her first time. Remembering this, he couldn’t help but have a smile on his lips, cheerfully whistling.
"Why hasn’t Charlotte come down yet?" Isaac Thompson was already dressed, ready to have breakfast and head out, since the Thompson Family home was a bit far from the airport.
"Father-in-law, Charlotte might not be able to go to Sydney today. She’s feeling a bit unwell and is still asleep." After a whole night’s activity, he was quite hungry, he picked up a dumpling and ate it, finding it truly delicious.
"What kind of discomfort, how could it be? Did she catch a cold after walking too much in the garden yesterday? Get a doctor to check her." Isaac Thompson immediately became nervous; his whole life, apart from his wife, it had been about his daughter. Hearing Nora was sick almost scared him pale.
Alexander King thought about his father-in-law’s heart condition, really not suitable for any shocking news, and he couldn’t possibly tell him what happened yesterday.
"Actually, these days the company has been having some issues. You are well aware, this time Joshua’s actions have been too grand. Nora is worried that missing the project she wants would be a shame, but getting it might cause distress, she hasn’t been sleeping well lately, has a headache this morning. I’ve let her sleep a bit more, after all, health is important, and Sydney isn’t going anywhere, don’t you agree?" Alexander continued eating, and Isaac Thompson kept nodding: "Of course, let’s not go today, some other day, let Charlotte sleep well."
"I’ll stay home to keep her company today then." Alexander took the opportunity to showcase his goodwill; the father-in-law must not be offended, Nora was very filial.
Isaac Thompson looked at Alexander with approving eyes: "That’s the best, pick some of Nora’s favorite foods to send to her later, let her rest well in bed today, don’t come downstairs, the cold air will only make her headache worse."
Isaac Thompson, taking matters into his own hands: "Bring her a cup of hot soy milk." Then he picked up a tray, placed smaller-than-usual deep-fried dough sticks, vegetarian buns, sugar-cored eggs, filling the tray completely, handing it to Alexander: "Don’t let her get out of bed, okay?"
Alexander happily nodded, not getting out of bed, that’s just fine........
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Night was cool as water, Avery Jane stood dumbfounded in the room, her black bag thrown on the floor, its contents scattered everywhere.
Pale white fingers tightly clutching a photo, on the photo was someone she knew, and someone she didn’t, yet it made her unreasonably scared. The girl in the photo was clearly her, no matter how much she forgot the past, she could never forget herself.
Her husband was showering in the bathroom, but the man in the photo made her inexplicably feel so familiar, so distressed, and so helpless.