Mrs. Lawson Is So Sexy and Gallant novel Chapter 33

The corridor turned into dead silence again as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, the room was also silent. Verena was sleeping on the left side of the bed while Lemuel was on the right. Only the breath of them echoed in the room.

Two hours later, Verena's finger suddenly twitched a bit. Then her face turned burning blushed.

She couldn't help wriggling on the bed, unconscious still. She felt burning hot all over as if she were lit up.

She couldn't help ripping off her own clothes.

Meanwhile, Lemuel also started to react because of the philter.

The cottons floated in the air, looking like white snow.

Both of them clung to each other on the queen bed. Shirt and pants scattered around under the bed.

Thirsty feelings surged up in her throat. She licked her chapped lips and murmured, "Water!"

But she heard no reply. She couldn't help swallowing and opened her eyes, blurred. However, she didn't expect that she actually saw a perfect male profile with thin and cold lips and Roman nose as soon as she opened her eyes!

She was rendered totally stunned and her mind went blank all of a sudden.

As she gradually collected herself, she couldn't help trembling. She had no idea why Lemuel was sleeping with her.

And what happened last night?

When she saw the hickey on her chest, her face turned pale and she hurried to sat up while wrapping herself with quilt. She kept gasping.

However, as soon as she sat up, Wilson pushed the door opened to enter. When seeing that, she looked deadly pale!

She kept grabbing the quilt tight and couldn't help trembling all over. She was trapped in panic and chill.

What happened exactly!

At this moment, Lemuel, who was in sound sleep just now, gradually opened his eyes and happened to see Verena, who was curling herself up beside. He suddenly squinted and a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes. But then he supported himself up on the bed.

When seeing Lemuel wake up, Wilson stared at them with his deterrent-looking eyes, "Is there anyone of you who will explain to me what happened last night?"

When hearing that, Verena kept trembling fiercely again. She tried hard to recall what happened last night.

Lemuel kept silent as well while frowning. Obviously, he was trying to recall what happened last night.

"Say it!" Wilson's voice turned to be deeper!

Lemuel seemed to notice something fishy and then looked at him coldly, "I should be the one who asked you or her about this question! You have no right to question me!"

"What do you mean by saying that?" Wilson squinted.

"Do you deemed it so tricky to be understood? It was you who made this plot or her."

While speaking, he put on the shirt and buttoned it, looking idle.

When hearing that, Verena raised up her head and refuted, "No! I didn't!"