Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love novel Chapter 117

After dinner, Mikayla and Carlos left together in a car.

Mikayla noticed Juliet's depressed expression through the window and frowned.

She turned to look at Carlos, who was concentrating on driving.

"Do you want Juliet to be with Elvis?" Mikayla asked bluntly. She had an intuition when Carlos took her away just now.

Hearing Mikayla's words, Carlos turned his head and said in a faint voice, "Brantley is not suitable for Juliet."

Mikayla once thought so too. She persuaded Juliet many times because she felt that Brantley was too ardent in his career, and Juliet's heart was too simple. However, how many people could be rational when it came to matters of love?

Juliet had a carefree personality, but she was especially persistent when it came to matters of the heart.

"Do you think Elvis is good for her, then?" Mikayla asked, enunciating her every word.

She didn't know much about Elvis, but to her, Elvis was cold and aloof.

"Elvis deserves to be loved, but he's not for Juliet either." Carlos' dark eyes flashed with an enigmatic light.

Mikayla looked back and asked, "Why?"

There was something wrong with Carlos' words.

However, the black Ford had stopped outside the Salvatore manor.

"I'll tell you when I have a chance!" Carlos smiled.

'Why is he keeping me in suspense?' Mikayla thought.

Mikayla unbuckled the seat belt. Carlos stretched out his long arms and directly held her in his arms. His voice lingered near her ears. "Mika, you'll be mine in a few days' time."

Mikayla didn't resist and felt warm inside.

They had clearly agreed it would just be a marriage of convenience, but now she was falling deeper and deeper into it.

Mikayla called out, "Carlos!"

"Yeah," Carlos replied, kissing her on the lips. It was just a very simple kiss.

"Forget it! If it goes on like this, I'll be shooting myself in the foot," Carlos said.

Mikayla bit her lips. He was clearly talking about the time at Lorenzo's clinic.

"Don't try to seduce me like this. I'm afraid that I can't help it." Carlos held her slender hands.

Mikayla quickly withdrew her hand and said, "Then I'd better stay away from you."

She opened the door, got out of the car, and ran into the gate without looking back.

Looking at Mikayla's back, Carlos' smile broadened. After driving away, he looked at the glazed Xosa night view outside the window and the flashing neon lights in front of him.

After taking a shower and drying her hair, she felt much refreshed.

Mikayla was lying on the bed. After a whole day of tossing and turning, her whole body felt like falling apart.

When she was ready to sleep, she couldn't help but get the phone on the bedside.

Sure enough, Carlos sent a message 20 minutes ago: [I'm here! Are you asleep?]

Mikayla smiled faintly and replied with a message. She waited for a few minutes, but there was no more message.