Sweet Marriage: Dear Lady, You're Mine のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

'What's going on?! Didn't you say there shouldn't be too much close physical contact in private? There are no outsiders here, so why are you kissing my earlobe! Don't you know that the ears are very sensitive?' she thought to herself. All of Sigrid's senses were concentrated on her ears at this moment, and the tingling feeling spread all over her body. Her face had already turned red, and it wouldn't fade away. "H...Hubby...Please don't do this..." Her charming voice was trembling. When he heard it, it didn't sound like she was refusing, but rather like she was seducing him and asking him to continue. George felt an irrepressible desire, but he forced himself to control it. If he went too far, he was sure she would get angry. Even if she got angry but dared not say anything because of who he was, in her heart she would definitely push him away. What he wanted was not only her body, but also her heart. Sigrid felt her earlobe had been liberated and immediat

Sigrid's hand that was pulling the suitcase zipper stopped. This action told Rebecca that she'd hit a sore spot. The corners of her mouth slightly raised and revealed a proud smile. Sigrid was so conservative that she couldn't stand having s*x with a man she didn't love. She didn't like George, but she had to sleep with him. It must make her very uncomfortable, and especially when they were not a legally recognized couple. Rebecca thought that she was getting to her but Sigrid said, "We've already got the marriage license. Before you called us to have a meal, we'd already gotten it." 'What?' Rebecca's eyes widened. She could not believe that they had acted so quickly. 'This little b*tch would never think of getting a marriage license with George. After all, in such a short period of time, she couldn't have forgotten Edward so quickly and be scheming to get George's property. It was absolutely George's idea.' Rebecca told herself. 'It must be George w

Edward's eyes fell directly on Sigrid, and there was still a faint sadness in his eyes. If you weren't an insider, you might have thought that Sigrid was a b*tch who had betrayed him, and that he could only watch his beloved ex-girlfriend fall into the arms of other men. Being looked at that way made Sigrid feel uncomfortable all over, so she leaned closer to George. Edward noticed this subtle movement, and a fit of imperceptible anger flashed in his eyes. The next second, he noticed that the air pressure around him was falling rapidly. Looking to one side, he saw that the man who was holding Sigrid was staring at him, George's eyes as deep as a cold pond. When one met that stare, it made people feel a certain invisible pressure. Edward frowned and could only look away. Then George ignored him, put his arm around Sigrid tighter, brushed past the two 'malodorous' people, and went into the living room. "Are you very afraid of him?" Rebecca turned to look at

After drinking a few glasses in a row, Franklin and Edward were both drunk, but George remained collected. When they all stood up after the meal, Kama quickly said, "Sigrid is probably drunk now. Why don't you all stay here tonight?" George nodded and then strode toward the room where Sigrid was. When the door was opened, her familiar faint fragrance mixed with the smell of alcohol rushed over him. Then, she threw her delicate body into his arms. He instinctively held her up with his arms to prevent her from falling down. Sigrid blushed and said in a delicate voice, "Give me a glass of wine. I can drink five bottles of wine!" George frowned and held Sigrid in his arms tightly. Before walking in, he closed the door and locked it. He held her in his arms and was about to go in, but was stopped by her. After getting drunk, she had no scruples, and she had unusual strength. For fear of hurting her, George did not dare to exert all his strength and

Sigrid seemed to hear her own heart beating violently. She was clearly nervous. If George wasn't wearing underwear... 'No, no, I don't want to think about it!' she said to herself. When her hand was about to reach the private part of his anatomy, a big hand stopped her. She was startled. Sigrid looked up and met the man's burning eyes. Unlike his sleepy eyes when he'd woken up the last time, today they were intense enough to melt ice. They were like the eyes of a hungry beast eyeing its delicious prey. Sigrid swallowed. "You're awake." "Yes." His voice was hoarse and sexy. At the sound of just this one word, Sigrid blushed. For some reason, some shameful images sprang into her mind. She wanted to pull back her hand as if nothing had happened, but he wouldn't let it go. He kept pressing her hand onto his abdominal muscles, not letting her move it up or down, nor letting her pull it away. Sigrid was about to start crying her eyes out. 'I kn