《She's Her Newlywed Husband's Leash》全部章節：第 11 章 - 第 20 章

Lincoln unfastened his watch strap and placed the watch on the nearby shelf, the light thud echoing in the closet."I'll take you," he said."I don't want to trouble you." Nerissa instinctively turned him down. "I can get a cab…"Lincoln raised a brow, the corner of his lips lifting slightly. A faint, almost imperceptible smile flickered in his expression. "Do you think you can get a cab here?"Nerissa couldn't answer that.Earlier, when the car drove into Mistgrove Estate, she'd already noticed that this was one of the most secluded areas of Silver Bay. All she saw was lush palm trees and tightly shut wrought-iron gates lining the road. There wasn't even a single pedestrian in sight, let alone cabs.Lincoln smirked at her silence. "Let's go."Before long, the black Maybach was cruising toward the West District Police Station. Neon lights streamed past outside. Here in Shorehaven, the night was just getting started.Nerissa sat by the window in the back seat, her fingers twisti

Without making any further comment, Lincoln turned to the side, his glance landing on the front counter where the officers on duty were.At that moment, a middle-aged man in a police uniform quickly walked over. It was Wilbur Feldman, the deputy chief of the police station.He stopped in front of Lincoln and nodded respectfully, his tone almost fawning as he said, "What brings you here in person, Mr. Hamilton? You could have just made a call for something like this…""Since it involves a family member, I came to take a look," Lincoln coolly replied.Wilbur immediately turned to Zachary, his eyes lighting up. "So this must be the young Mr. Hamilton, then. I'm sure it was all just a misunderstanding!"Zachary's mouth twitched. The young Mr. Hamilton? He was a son of the Reese family!But then, he caught onto something—Hamilton?The dots finally connected. At last, he remembered where he'd seen this face before. It was a frequent sight in finance magazines and occasionally made hea

"Oh, n-nothing in particular." Phoebe brushed it off with a wave of her hand. "I was just making conversation."Meanwhile, Zachary was completely clueless about what was going on. "What paperwork? What registration? What are you guys talking about, Mom?"Afraid he would blurt something out, Phoebe hurriedly grabbed his hand and pulled him upstairs. "That's enough from you. A kid like you shouldn't be asking so many questions. Look how dirty your clothes are! Go upstairs and change your clothes right away.""Mom! Stop pulling me…" Zachary reluctantly allowed her to yank him up the stairs.Nerissa stood up. "I'll go and pack my things."As she passed by Lincoln, he took her wrist and said, "Take your time. There's no rush."She nodded.With the three of them upstairs, Lincoln and Michael were left alone in the living room.Lincoln picked up his teacup and took a leisurely sip. The light fragrance lingered on his tongue. He stared at the brown liquid without speaking.Michael had

Phoebe couldn't find the words to say anything.Standing to the side, Nerissa looked at her mother's mortified expression and felt a mix of emotions. Having spent years living like this, she'd grown accustomed to such biased treatment.Jennifer was the family's true heiress. She lived a lavish lifestyle as the center of everyone's attention.As for Nerissa, she was just the tag–along that Phoebe brought with her when she remarried into the Reese family. Having food to eat and a bed to sleep in was considered more than adequate for her.Nerissa had never complained about that. She knew better than anyone else just how hard it'd been for Phoebe to maintain her position in the family.Still, she never thought that Lincoln would be the first person to ever step forward and stick up for her. After all, he was someone she'd known for less than 24 hours.Lincoln didn't bother sparing Phoebe another glance. Holding the suitcase, he looked at Nerissa and said, "Since you don't know how to

Nerissa froze. Lincoln's arm was strong and unmoving as it wrapped firmly around her waist. His palm rested against her lower abdomen, the heat seeping through the thin fabric of her nightgown and scorching her skin. Even through two layers of fabric, she could still clearly feel his firm, warm chest behind her."I'm not trying to hide…" she mumbled, but her voice quivered.Lincoln chuckled. His breath brushed against her ear, sending a tingling sensation down her spine. He caressed her waist, his palm scorching even through the nightgown.Nerissa stiffened. That familiar suffocating sensation consumed her yet again. It was as if a pair of invisible hands were squeezing her lungs, making her breath shallow and rapid. Her fingers curled instinctively, her nails digging into her palms. She tried to rely on the pain to suppress the terror that threatened to swallow her whole.Lincoln's thumb ran along her waist, the pressure just heavy enough to be felt."Your waist is so slender,"