บททั้งหมดของ Marry My Billionaire Second Husband : บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Matteo raised a hand and wiped a stray tear from his eye. It had been a while since he had a laugh like that, and seeing Amelia’s hilariously adorable stunned expression was enough to raise a chuckle or two out of him.On the other hand, Amelia’s lips were parted as she stared at Matteo wide-eyed. He laughed. She wasn’t even sure that man was capable of guffawing so loudly!"Your face is blushing brilliantly, my love," Matteo smoothly said. His words acted like a second shot that was fired straight from Cupid’s bow, causing Amelia to suck in a deep breath through her teeth.Matteo leaned in as though he hadn’t even noticed the stiffening of Amelia’s body or the reason behind the redness of her cheeks. Instead, his palm found her cheek, gently touching her skin.He was warm just now when they were out in the cold, but in the heated room, paired with her madly blushing face, Matteo’s palm felt cool to the touch. It was like the first sip of a refreshing drink out in the summer heat, qui

Emmeline’s eyebrow twitched. If Kelsie was here, she would have scalped Amelia for her comments. But since Emmeline was alone, all she could do was smile while shooting daggers at Amelia."Kelsie is not one for carnival games, so your concern is unfounded. But rest assured, I’ll let her know what you said," Emmeline replied, but everyone listening knew it was a threat.Matteo stiffened, but Amelia squeezed his arm, a wordless signal for him to calm down. She was unfazed.If Caleb had any sense, he would leave her alone, or the next rumor she spread about him might be about his lack of prowess in the bedroom. Since Caleb had revealed their marriage to the world, he had indirectly given her the best ammunition to humiliate him with. Given how things were between them, Amelia wouldn’t be opposed to giving him a hard time if he decided to further dig his own grave."Emmeline, how about I win you a stuffed toy instead?" Amelia offered. "That way, you won’t be leaving empty-handed."Emmelin

Amelia sucked in a deep breath and fired. Her first shot struck a yellow balloon, but her second one hit a red."Just a lucky shot," Emmeline muttered bitterly under her breath. She lined up her pistol and took a shot, only to curse when her first shot hit the board, missing the balloons by a mile."Then maybe you have very unlucky shots," Aiden muttered under his breath, just loud enough for Emmeline to hear. She turned and scowled at him, sneering. If this gun fired real bullets, Aiden might even have one through his skull for that comment.Nevertheless, Emmeline soon turned her attention back to the board. She chewed on her bottom lip, aimed, and fired two shots in succession. This time, her first bullet hit a green one, the second a red one.This time, she smiled, satisfied. With that, Emmeline’s points were ahead of Amelia’s. She looked smugly over at Amelia’s side only to see that her cousin wasn’t even paying her any attention.Amelia had her eyes glued to her board — they each

The bullet shot out of the gun barrel with a loud crack, and grazed the side of Amelia’s face. Blunt as it was, it still stung. Amelia winced and she held a hand to her face, only for her eyes to widen as she caught sight of the sticky red substance on her hands.It was blood!"Holy shit! Emmeline!" Aiden exclaimed, his voice high enough to be considered a screech. He pointed a shaking finger at Emmeline. "You shot Amelia? What the flying fuck? I know you want to get rid of her, but this is a little too much!"Matteo immediately took out a handkerchief to stem the bleeding, while snarling at Emmeline. "What’s the meaning of this, Emmeline?!""Amelia, are you alright?" Emmeline cried out in surprise, quickly dropping the gun as though it was a piece of scalding hot iron.She clambered over to them and held Amelia’s hand, much to the latter’s surprise. Tears welled up in Emmeline’s eyes as she sobbed, reaching forward to caress the small cut on Amelia’s face."Let me see―"Before she co

That first touch of their lips had instantly stolen Amelia’s breath. She gasped against his lips but was quickly captured again when Matteo deepened the kiss.It started out slow― his movements were hesitant, waiting for Amelia to push him away or reject his advances. Perhaps he should’ve asked, maybe he should’ve waited for her to get more comfortable with him, but he had one too many beers under Aiden’s influence and that little source of alcohol was enough to fuel his courage.When Amelia reached forward, Matteo thought that she was going to push him away, and with all due right. However, contrary to what he thought, her fingers tightened against the fabric of his winter coat, pulling him forward instead so that whatever remaining distance between them was instantly lost.This small act threw all reasoning out the window. Matteo’s hands moved down from her chin to her shoulders, then slowly made their way to her waist, resting on the curve of her hip. He tugged her gently closer to