Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband C.265 - : Don’t You Want To?

Chapter 265: Chapter 265: Don’t You Want To?

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At that time, the only thing he could think of was to first prove her identity – an identity that would definitely not leak the content of this encounter.

And the only person who could prove this was Baron Stuart himself, claiming that she was his wife was the best option.

Emily Walker startled, her face blushing slightly as she looked down, appearing somewhat unnatural.

Seeing her blushing face, Baron Stuart smiled softly, knowing she was shy, “If I had said you were an outsider just now, those two foreigners would not have let it go.”

Emily Walker was once again dumbfounded as she looked up at him blankly.

So, just now, it was out of necessity that he introduced her as his wife.

It turned out that she had overthought it, ha.

For some reason, Emily Walker felt a little disappointed.

Baron Stuart clearly saw this in her eyes as well.

“What’s wrong?” He frowned, looking at her.

Her blushing face just now suddenly turned disappointed, making him think of something and his expression became playful.

Emily Walker looked up, her expression somewhat unnatural, and her eyes evasive, “N-nothing.”

“Really? Do you want to be my wife?” He slightly parted his thin lips, a hint of a smirk on his face, full of meaning.

Emily Walker suddenly looked up, reacting strongly, and retorted, “Who, who wants to be your wife!”

Having said that, she tried to push him away and get off his thigh.

But, how could Baron Stuart let her go easily? He wrapped her tightly in his arms and teased, “You, don’t you really want to be?”

To be Baron Stuart’s woman, with this identity and status, many girls would dream of it. Yet this woman didn’t want to?

Emily Walker was tightly locked in his arms, unable to break free no matter how much she struggled, her little face blushing with anger, “Not at all! Let me go!”

Baron Stuart wouldn’t let her go easily, forcibly holding her in his arms, making her face his, “Really? I clearly saw your disappointment earlier, or did I see it wrong?”

When would she finally be honest with him, no longer saying one thing and meaning another?

Emily Walker was taken aback and somewhat dazed, the subtle feeling of disappointment she had just now been discovered by him?

“Of course, you saw it wrong!” She protested stubbornly, her dark pupils glaring at him discontentedly.

Baron Stuart was silent, his lips curving slightly, as if he enjoyed her stubborn expression, obviously having expectations in her heart but not wanting to admit them easily.

His face, slowly moving down, his lips, aggressively going up.

Emily Walker suddenly widen her eyes. This man, every time he kissed her, it was without warning. Why wasn’t it like this on TV?

Shouldn’t they gaze deeply into each other’s eyes and then share a passionate kiss after a few seconds?

As she thought this in her mind, her eyes involuntarily closed slowly. She responded to his kiss.

His kiss, just as she thought, carried magic each time, like an irresistible kind of enchantment that gradually pulled her in, unable to extricate herself.

During this period of time, Baron Stuart had not left her body untouched, arguably going crazy for her every night.

Yet despite this, he still couldn’t resist her body. Just a simple kiss stirred up his desire again.

Today, Emily was wearing a lemon-yellow knee-length dress, and for Baron Stuart, taking her here seemed almost effortless.