Accidental love II

The extremely hot kiss quickly made his taste spread in the mouths of the two of them. The air in her mouth was swept away by the powerful kiss. This time, she was no longer as reserved as before, but responded him awkwardly.

One minute passed, but it looked like a century had passed.

The kiss was over.

Janice turned her face away a little embarrassed. She raised her hand to cover her chest, for fear that Marcus might hear her violent heartbeat. "If I can, I want to heal my legs first, so that I can truly have you." His sexy voice seemed to so fling. There were other meanings in his words.

She had experienced the sex. How could she not understand that he was referring to have sex?

Would Marcus accept her?

After a moment of daze, she plucked up the courage to ask, "Then what if I am not perfect?"

Janice stared at Marcus intently, but his face didn't change, making it impossible for her to guess his true emotions.

Did Marcus hate his imperfect wife?

She held her breath to wait his answer and bit her lips.

Janice's beautiful eyes flickered. She was uncertain and helpless about the future. At this moment, she didn't know what answer she would get. What if Marcus' answer was no? Was she still qualified to stay by his side?

She felt so upset.

Marcus raised his eyebrows slightly. He slowly raised one of his hands, and then stroked her beautiful face. His movements were extremely gentle.

"When I'm not perfect, you don't dislike me, but chose to marry me." Marcus smiled proudly. There was a touch of softness on his tense face, "If I dislike you when I get better, I will be an asshole!"

After saying this, he chuckled twice. She didn't have to ask this question at all. Because the answer was already self-evident.

Janice looked at the sincere and gentle man in front of her. She was touched. Then she couldn't help but imagined what he looked like after he recovered.

In her imagination, he should wear a well-tailored black suit which could accurately show his slender figure. Under a pair of pretty eyebrows, the deep eyes were like stars under the night sky. He had a sense of calmness and introversion that others couldn't ignore. He was low-key and noble. He had not only the elegance of a gentleman, but also the unique masculine taste of a man.

Such Marcus would definitely become the prince charming for many women. At that time, they would all want to be his wives.

NOW PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES ON

Now, she had nothing and even lost her first night. How could she be worthy of such handsome and rich him?

Thinking of this, Janice sighed.

She couldn't tell what it was like, as if she was blocked by a big rock. She felt a little breathless.

However, thinking of the culprit, Janice was so mad. She widened her eyes because of anger.

It was the man in silver mask who grabbed her first night!

The scumbag raped her several times and took away the most precious part of a woman. The crimes he committed were so numerous. It would not be an exaggeration to punish him to go to the hell! Hearing her silent for a long time, Marcus frowned slightly, and asked in a deep voice, "Janice, why don't you speak?"

Janice tried to force a smile, but what she said seemed weak, "I'm a little tired. I want to go back and take a rest."

"Well, go ahead." Marcus replied softly, put down the big hand who was stroking her cheek, and patted her shoulder comfortingly.

Janice walked back to the bedroom preoccupiedly. Then she accidentally kicked at the foot of the hard solid wood bed. She grinned in pain, and collapsed on the soft big bed.

She looked at the ceiling blankly for a while, then picked up the massage book from the bedside table, and continued to delve into massage techniques.

As soon as Janice left the study, Marcus ordered the servant to call Gavin back.

"Is there any new news?" The man in the wheelchair looked sullen and his voice was so cold.

"It was confirmed this time. The deceased was Ada. But the police didn't know who died in the pool last time." Gavin reported.

Hearing that, Marcus felt endless anger sweeping to him. He clenched his fists.

With a solemn face, Marcus scolded, "These idiots!"

Gavin was startled by his roar. After a while, he said, "Mr. Charles called the police station himself. Then the police have repeatedly promised to solve the case soon."

A touch of sarcasm appeared on Marcus' face. His face was so gloomy, as if it was covered with dark clouds.

Those idiots guaranteed to solve the case soon?!

The murder in the swimming pool in the villa had not been investigated clearly. Could he still expect them to solve the murder in back mountain?-------------