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Don't Try to Escape, My Wife! novel Chapter 408

This perfume smelt very special. Ordinary people wouldn't use it. Among the people she knew, there was only one person would use it.

Viola!

So Samuel went to meet Viola?

Thinking of this, Nicole felt very uncomfortable.

Previously, she had heard many rumors about Samuel and Viola. Although she believed that Samuel wouldn't rape Viola, she also felt uncomfortable to hear that. It was like a fish bone in her throat. It hurt every time she breathed or swallowed, but it was difficult to pull it out.

The shower was running, and the sound was carrying itself from the bathroom to the bedroom. Nicole was very depressed but Samuel didn't know anything.

Nicole opened the window and looked at the tide outside. Her heart was as if clogged up by a huge stone. She took a breath of the fresh air, but it didn't make her feel better.

"Why did you open the window? Don't you feel cold? You have just recovered. Don't catch a cold."

When Samuel came out, he saw Nicole standing in front of the window.

The sea breeze blew her long hair. She looked elegant and enchanting, just like a fairy from heaven. A myriad of thoughts crowded into Nicole's mind. Samuel could see that she was uneasy but he couldn't see through her.

"What are you thinking?"

He hugged Nicole from behind.

Water dripped from his hair and trickled down his chest.

Nicole hurriedly closed the window and said, "Why don't you wipe your hair dry before coming out? You will catch a cold."

"That's because I miss you."

Samuel leaned on Nicole like a child. The faint fragrance after bathing made her feel a little relaxed.

"Go sit on the bed. I'll help you dry your hair,"

Nicole said to Samuel.

"Alright."

Samuel smiled and waited for Nicole's service.

After finding the hairdryer, Nicole stood beside Samuel and began to dry his wet hair.

Unlike other men's, Samuel's hair was so soft that even Nicole felt jealous.

His defined facial structure and devilishly handsome features were captivating. His almond-shaped eyes were especially charming. Nicole couldn't move her eyes from them.

At the present, he hugged Nicole tightly and leaned his face against her belly. He blew his warm breath on her skin. A tingling yet prickling sensation flashed her.

"Stop it,"

Nicole said in a hoarse voice.

Samuel held an evil grin.

"Are you feeling better?"

Nicole knew his underlying meaning. Her face instantly turned red.

"No, I'm so tired. Don't have any evil idea."

"This isn't an evil idea. Besides, I'm just discussing with you."

As he spoke, Samuel's hands began to explore Nicole's body.

Nicole felt her body on fire. She stretched out her hand and patted him, saying, "Stop it. I'm really tired."

Seeing that there were still dark circles under her eyes, Samuel finally returned to his calm demeanor.

"I have to ask mom how can I help you recover, otherwise, how can I endure the life without sex."

Nicole glared at him and said, "Don't you still have a soul mate outside?"

"Don't wrong me! I always resist the other women!"

Samuel said hurriedly.

He wore an innocent look.

It was to show that he had done nothing wrong.

Moreover, Samuel was somewhat surprised that Nicole would say this.

Nicole looked at Samuel and saw his clear eyes. She finally let go of her discontent for Viola and Samuel's rumor.

"I mean, you are the priority of the media recently."

"They can’t be trusted."

Samuel smiled and said, "I swear I love you. My love..."

"Stop!"

Nicole couldn't stand his cheesy lines.

"Don't you think you are too sweet?"

"I think you like it."

In the past, Samuel never thought that sweet talk of any use, but ever since he was with Nicole, his line became cheesier and cheesier. He didn't even learn them, but he unconsciously used them. He as if had changed into another person.

After drying Samuel's hair, Nicole said, "What else are we going to have except chicken soup?"

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Hearing that Nicole wanted to eat something, Samuel sprang to his feet. Nicole stopped him immediately.

"You've just taken a bath. You don't have to do it by yourself. Just ask Petty to prepare some food casually. I'm not picky."

"In my place, you can be picky. You are my wife and you can do whatever you want."

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