Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 651

Chapter 651

Hanson never thought that Yvonne would continue to behave this recklessly and hire an army of keyboard warriors to say such things. Her actions were reprehensible.

He saw everything that was being said online. When he recalled those nasty terms that were being tossed around, his expression darkened. "Darling, you don't need to do anything about this. I've already sent someone to handle it."

It seemed like losing two secret bases was not enough of a punishment for the Keplers. They had not learned their lesson yet.

This time, he was going to let Yvonne know just what was in store for her for offending Vania.

"Okay." Vania wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'm sure my man will be able to handle everything for me." She even kissed him on the forehead.

Vania's actions stirred Hanson up right away. He carried her up into his arms and said, "Alright. We should hurry to bed now."

It was late and the sky was dark. It was time for bed.

Vania was amused by the way Hanson reacted. She kissed him once more on the forehead. "I didn't know that my darling felt jealous so easily."

Hanson's arms tightened around her as he did not agree at all.

"Darling, wait for me to send a tweet first before we go to bed." She pointed at the box by the door. "I even bought something to help me make it up to you later."

Although she knew that Hanson would help her, she still wanted to make a statement of her own.

Meanwhile, Hanson eyed the box. It was all wrapped up nondescriptly and led his thoughts astray at once. It was just a tweet. He could spare the time.

His eyes were bright as he said, "I'll give you one minute." He kept her in his arms in preparation for bedtime.

One minute was too little. "What about five minutes?" Vania countered, though she could probably do it in under five minutes.

However, five minutes felt like an eternity to Hanson, so he was reluctant to agree.

Vania could tell that he wanted to protest, so she cut in before he could say anything. "If you don't give me five minutes, then I'm taking back my offer of making it up to you."

Hanson eyed the mysterious box again and his expression fell. How could he forego his compensation? In the end, he agreed half-heartedly, "Fine, but you must remain in my arms while doing so."

That was the furthest he was willing to compromise.

"Okay," Vania agreed. It was as if she was trying to coax a child. I'll let him have this.

She quickly typed out her tweet and posted it.

"All done." It took her less than two minutes in total. After turning off her phone, she said mysteriously to Hanson, "President Luke, I'm sure that your back must be hurting after being at the shooting location all afternoon. Shall I give you a special massage that's only available here at the Greyson household?" She had made all the preparations.

A massage? There are objects involved too?

Hanson's mind ran wild with it and he quickly nodded expectantly.

She chuckled mysteriously. "Go and lie down over there."

He swiftly got out of his clothes and lay on the bed prostrate.

Meanwhile, Vania happily took out what she had prepared and began to study the manual carefully.

Caught in his anticipation, Hanson did not notice what Vania was doing.

First, she poured a bit of essential oil into her palm and gave him a back massage according to what she remembered.

Hanson grew more excited at the touch of her soft and gentle strokes. He kept warning himself to take it slow and enjoy the experience.

Right at that moment, Vania paused what she was doing. He wanted to turn around, but she pressed him down. "Don't move around. Stay put."