Chapter 362: Forcefully Pinned to the Sofa by Him
Looking into the man’s eyes, deep as the night, Cecilia Vaughn’s heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly thought of a horrifying possibility.
"Oh my God, you wouldn’t be suggesting that the child Fiona’s carrying isn’t Tyson’s, would you?"
The Matriarch of the Law Family, Stacy Summers, seemed to have complained to me that the first three months of Fiona’s pregnancy were crucial, and she originally wanted to book Prescott Hospital for Fiona’s check-ups.
Although Prescott Hospital is a private facility, it possesses industry-recognized top-notch medical technology and unparalleled medical achievements both in Veridia and worldwide.
However, no matter how much Stacy Summers insisted, Fiona refused, insistent on choosing a less renowned hospital recommended by her friend.
Frustrated, Stacy Summers just thought that her granddaughter-in-law wasn’t satisfied with the arrangements and perhaps had a grudge against Zion Prescott due to Adrian Law, thus completely eliminating Prescott Hospital as an option.
...
Stacy Summers, having lived to her seventies or eighties, was straightforward and cheerful, never considering any other factors, so she let Fiona go her own way.
But what if Fiona refused to go to Prescott Hospital because she had a guilty conscience?
At the time of the engagement banquet uproar, Tyson Law’s mother, Mabel Keaton, was already dissatisfied with the marriage, and it was just then that Fiona’s pregnancy was discovered, leading to the successful registration of the marriage with Tyson.
But if Fiona, determined to marry into the Law Family by any means, faked the pregnancy, or even if the child wasn’t Tyson’s?
As soon as this thought emerged, Cecilia Vaughn swallowed deeply.
This is too terrifying!
Although she and Fiona have always been at odds, it’s a sure fact that Fiona is head over heels for Tyson. She has no interest in slandering Fiona of cheating on Tyson.
...
"Cecilia, no swearing."
Just as Cecilia Vaughn exclaimed, she was unexpectedly tapped on the head by Adrian Law.
"Hey, why’d you tap me? What if you hit me dumb, who’s going to be responsible?"
In fact, Adrian Law’s tap was very light, but Cecilia Vaughn pretended to be in pain, rubbing her forehead and putting on a proud look.
Who asked this man to always play the elder lecturing her, he’s her husband, not her guidance counselor.
...
Adrian Law was well aware of the force he used.
"Really? Could you become dumb?"
The man raised an eyebrow with a smile, looking handsome and elegant, exuding a charming charisma with every move.
"Cecilia, why don’t you tap me back? A foolish couple would be a perfect match, wouldn’t it?"
Cecilia Vaughn: "..."
She’s really at a loss with this guy, isn’t this being a rogue?
Cecilia Vaughn reached out and lightly tapped Adrian Law’s forehead with her slender finger.
"Hey, I’ve only ever heard of couples learning and progressing together, who talks about becoming dumb together?"
Adrian Law wrapped his arm around Cecilia Vaughn’s slender shoulders, smiling gently like a river breaking through ice in early March.
"Haven’t you heard of the saying that great intelligence appears to be stupidity?"
A bunch of nonsense, he’s got the nerve to say it!
If this man packaged himself a little, he could be a charlatan fooling people instead of being a CEO!
Cecilia Vaughn felt quite embarrassed at the thought, looking at the mischievous glint in the man’s eyes, and suddenly, they both broke into laughter.
"Let’s stop bantering about this nonsense, hey, what’s the deal with Fiona’s pregnancy?"
Cecilia Vaughn propped her chin, looking intently at Adrian Law.
"From the start, I felt there was something fishy about this pregnancy. She didn’t know she was pregnant when they got engaged, yet right when Tyson and Mabel were about to break off the engagement, she conveniently finds out she’s pregnant."
"Really want to know, huh?"
The man’s deep, magnetic voice sounded overhead, laced with endless seduction.
"Of course!"
Cecilia Vaughn nodded obediently, if she had rabbit ears, they would likely be bouncing along with her nods.
No way, call her petty, but at this point, if she could watch Fiona and Tyson tearing each other apart, she’d gladly enjoy the show!
"Then... give me a kiss."
Adrian Law narrowed his eyes slightly, a cunning sparkle in them as if black sparks flickered, tantalizing and mesmerizing.
Cecilia Vaughn was immediately at a loss for words.
"Hey, this isn’t fair bargaining! Kissing you isn’t as good as kissing an apple, you’re all hard and not as sweet as an apple..."
Cecilia Vaughn said as she conveniently popped an apple into her mouth.
She took a bite; no wonder it’s from Kyzan, definitely sweeter and juicier than the apples grown locally in Stellerton.
Adrian Law suddenly closed in, somewhat menacingly pinning the girl on the sofa, his strong hand gripping like a raptor holding its prey, glaring at his petite wife in his arms.
"Hard? Cecilia, that’s quite the evaluation. I’m quite pleased."
Cecilia Vaughn: "..."
Why does that sound a bit dirty?
Clearly, what she and Adrian were talking about were two different things, yet being pressed against the sofa like this made Cecilia blush inexplicably.
The temperature in the living room rose sharply.
Cecilia Vaughn didn’t know where to put her hands, knowing full well that escaping at this moment would be the most correct choice.
But... Fiona’s pregnancy had become an enigma, and the truth was unbelievably compelling to Cecilia Vaughn.
Curiosity killed the cat; if she didn’t get to the bottom of this, she’d go crazy!
With this in mind, Cecilia Vaughn steeled herself and took a deep breath, resolutely kissing Adrian Law’s thin lips.
The man’s lips were beautifully shaped, cool to the touch, yet imparted a minty freshness that was intoxicating.
Adrian Law took a deeper breath, immediately capturing Cecilia Vaughn’s chin, deepening the kiss.
Their proximity grew infinitely close.
Cecilia Vaughn’s breath became unsteady, the air in her mouth constantly being stolen, as the man’s huge hand on her waist made its undeniable presence felt.
"No... enough, enough! I want the truth about Fiona’s maternity check-up!"
Cecilia Vaughn quickly raised her hands above her head, signaling her surrender.
However, Adrian Law laughed hoarsely and sensually, those noble, elegant eyes now tinged with desire for the beauty in his embrace.
"Cecilia, I wasn’t satisfied with the kiss, let’s do it again."
Cecilia Vaughn’s beautiful eyes widened; wasn’t there a promise that one kiss would get her the answer!
"How could you be such a crafty businessman! Ugh... Adrian Law, you—" break promises...
The man’s lips descended, and the remaining words were swallowed up.
Cecilia Vaughn instantly regretted her decision to court the tiger; after all, Adrian Law had hinted she could have hired a private detective instead, yet she was too impatient and got duped by Adrian!
...
But Adrian Law didn’t give her a chance to back out; he tightly gripped the girl’s slender waist, his strong hand opportunistically slipping under her dress—