Married to a Secret Billionaire (Stella Taylor) novel Chapter 139

Chapter 139 Teaches You Some New Moves

Noah and Jericho said in unison, "No way!"

Of course, their objections were ineffective.

After all, the consequences of angering their wives were more serious compared to sleeping with each other.

Later that evening, when Jericho listlessly returned to the hotel with lots of bags, he opened the door and saw the carefully chosen large and soft bed in the room...

He almost exploded on the spot!

In contrast, Noah remained calm. He quietly took off his coat, took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, and slowly shook it with ice.

"Noah, whether you want it or not, we must unite!" Jericho gritted his teeth.

"Starting tomorrow, we each handle our own women. We absolutely can't let them sleep together again. Do you hear me?"

Jericho angrily flopped onto the bed, wishing he could punch a hole through it.

Noah remained indifferent, his lips slightly curved into a smile as he looked out at the vast night sky. Soon, his gaze grew gloomy.

Ewica, the Wright Group.

Charlie, the pharmaceutical factory.

Those thoughts lingered in his mind.

Christopher's motive for targeting him was clear, but why did Charlie have to be involved?

Was a mere billion-dollar insurance policy enough to pique Charlie's interest?

Although the Wright family's influence was not as great as the Martinez family's, they were involved in the most profitable fields of medicine and information technology, so they were not lacking in money.

So there must be another motive behind Charlie's actions!

......

After returning from Grey Port, Stella was clearly in a better mood.

Noah felt slightly relieved, but at that moment, he received a call from Caleb.

"Noah, Sir Martinez has withheld your statement. I think it's best for you to return to Emberfall."

"Alright, I understand." Noah knew what to expect.

When he asked Caleb to write the statement, he knew that this day would come.

Noah hung up the phone and looked at Stella, who was still tidying up the room. He smiled lightly.

She never stayed idle at home. In her eyes, there was always something to be done around the house.

Now, she was on the balcony, collecting clothes.

The clothesline was a bit high, so she had to tiptoe and stretch her arms. She was only wearing a loose T-shirt to cool herself, which barely covered her bottom.

As she tiptoed and raised her hand, the T-shirt lifted up, revealing glimpses of her pink patterned underwear...

Noah swallowed, feeling a bit turned on again.

He walked over gently and effortlessly reached for the clothes she couldn't reach.

Stella was caught off guard and bumped into his arms. Noah reacted quickly and embraced her slender waist. Their bodies pressed tightly against each other with no gaps...

She felt his body temperature rising, and he had an erection.

"Honey." His low, husky voice carried a hint of amusement. "Stop doing this. Rest early tonight."

Stella lowered her gaze and smiled shyly, her face turning red.

Although she never refused him when he wanted to have sex with her, today was different.

"Can you wait until I finish packing up? Aiden told me that Mom's condition has been good these past few days, and she can be discharged from the hospital and come home for recuperation."

"So I need to quickly prepare the things she needs and bring them to her."

Noah playfully rubbed her hand and acted spoiled. "Can't you pack up tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow has its own tasks." Just then, the oven beeped, and Stella hurriedly went to check on the dessert she had just made.

Every day, she would prepare the ingredients needed for the next day in advance, and with her efforts, the small cafe had turned a profit.

Noah stood in place, scratching his head and letting out a long sigh.

If only he hadn't given her the cafe!

These times were originally meant for him, but now they were occupied by those cakes and cookies!

"Darling, bring out a few plates for me!"

"Oh, coming."

Andrew was observant and immediately whispered, "Master Noah, don't worry. We've sent many people to protect Miss Taylor. She will definitely be fine."

"Okay," Noah lightly replied.

Throughout the flight, her soft and gentle demeanor, her tender whispers in his ear, her intimate gestures leaning against his chest, and their passion filled his mind completely.

He had just arrived in Emberfall, but he already wanted to go back.

The butler came out to greet Noah and respectfully led him to Pater's study.

"Master Noah, it's good that you're back!" The old butler was somewhat excited. "Sir Martinez has been eagerly waiting for this day!"

Noah furrowed his brows slightly. "What's wrong with Grandpa?"

The old butler sighed lightly. "He's getting old, so he's naturally not as healthy as before."

"Has the doctor been here?"

"Yes. All the necessary examinations have been done. But Master Noah... he's an old man, after all. Aging is a natural process. The doctor said that it was already amazing for Sir Martinez to maintain such health!"

"Yeah." Noah nodded and walked straight into the study.

Pater had just finished the organic berries, and the servants all retreated when they saw Noah enter.

The study was filled with the aroma of tea. Pater sat on the grand chair, playing with the tea set. He had silver hair and was wearing a black silk suit. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes added a touch of sternness to him.

He still had his dragon-headed cane by his side.

Noah stood opposite him.

His natural oppression and powerful aura were inherited from Pater.

"You're back?" Pater had no expression on his face as he looked up at Noah.

"Yes, Grandpa."

Pater paused for a moment. Without beating around the bush, he directly threw out a statement, his old voice carrying a cold and imposing aura.

"I need your explanation."

Noah's eyes darkened.

Pater straightened up. His eyes seemed to hide two cold knives as he asked word by word, "Who is Stella?"