Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering

Chapter 444: Take It Easy, Honey (5)

Because he was worried she might have another fever, he leaned down, ready to touch her forehead.Unexpectedly.

She suddenly reached out with both hands, tightly hooking around his neck, in such a posture, he was pressed above her... Hmm, this position often leads to misconceived notions.

"Let go."

His tone was very cold, quite different from usual, because normally, he would grab her and fiercely kiss her for a while, then forcefully invade her ’world’.

But today was different. This afternoon she had a fever, nearly passed out, luckily he arrived in time, carried her into the hospital, and fortunately, the fever subsided.

Thankfully, his heir was okay.

Fortunately, she was okay.

She was stunned, eyeing his lips, wanting to taste them. At this moment, she wasn’t afraid that he was a big greedy wolf, her soft body pressed against him, and then she moved her soft red lips towards him.

"Mmm."

As soon as she touched him, it felt incredibly comfortable because she was very warm, yet he was very cold, sticking to him felt instinctively soothing.

She became more and more audacious.

Entwining him, and even skillfully wrapping around his waist, through the robe, just like that, she draped her legs over his waist, absorbing his magnetic, delightful scent.

She wasn’t afraid that he was that wickedly charming, domineering and ruthless Crown Prince.

Just like that, she grew even more impudent, mimicking the way he kissed her.

She heard others say this man was her husband, Carla Carr said so, many people said so.

She didn’t believe others, but she wouldn’t doubt Carla Carr’s words because Carla wouldn’t lie to her.

So, was this man, this high-positioned President, whom others also called the Crown Prince, really her husband? Was he truly the father of the little bun in her belly?

Shopping today, that designer said the Heart of the Ocean was very rare... so rare that only he possessed it.

So then, was that diamond ring really given by him? Why, then, did she remember nothing about it?

"Husband." She called out again.

Because they didn’t deceive her.

After shopping today, she went home, rummaged through the safe, ending up finding a divorce certificate... with him and her on it.

She felt distressed, lay on the bed crying as she fell asleep, and she didn’t know why she had a fever... When she woke up, she saw him.

"Dear husband!"

Her voice was soft, calling him while undressing him, clinging onto him: "Dear husband~"

She felt guilty; she had forgotten him, he must be very sad, no wonder he treated her so well!

"When we ’first’ met, he called me wife."

"Dear husband, who am I to you!"

The girl’s voice, soft and tender, ignited his temper quickly, his big hand suddenly clasped her small waist, pressing down on her: "Wife." She was his wife.

However, her sudden initiative made him tense up almost unbearably.

Somewhere, arrogant to the extreme.

He embraced her, his voice deep: "Wife, be good~ eat first, then sleep."

What he meant by sleep was purely to accompany her sleeping.

Yet she... understood it as another kind of sleep.

Alright then, eat and then sleep? After a full meal, he’d have the strength for exercise, wouldn’t he? That way, he could increase Physical Strength, right?

Ahem, that’s it, right?

She held him close, suddenly becoming affectionate: "Husband, want a hug."

"Okay, okay, okay, hug." He couldn’t resist her, like this, she felt so warm inside.

Even though the injury hadn’t healed, he was very willing to hold her, willing to embrace her up and down.