Looking at Nancy's panicked face, Charlie smirked evilly, "You can feel it for yourself whether I’m really your husband."
To feel it?
Who wanted to feel it?
Nancy furrowed her brows and struggled hard. But she could barely free herself in Charlie's hands. The sturdy man's upper body pressed her down, making it difficult for her to breathe. In the end, she could only give up.
"Char..."
Before she could finish, the man's thin lips aggressively kissed her.
The chauffeur driving in front, Tom Adams, was Charlie's personal bodyguard and had been working for him for several years. He had never seen Young Master Firth so impatient with a woman before.
He smirked soundlessly and kindly raised the car panel.
It was very rare. Even an iron-willed person had moments of weakness. If Young Master Firth didn't sleep with one or two women soon, everyone in the world would assume he was Charlie’s partner.
Good luck for him...
"Mmm..."
Just as Nancy was about to suffocate, Charlie finally let her go.
"Charlie, you..."
If you dare to directly call my name again in the future, I’ll set you straight right here and now! Consider this a warning!"
"Pfft..."
Nancy was so angry that she almost spat out blood.
She really didn't understand why Charlie was so hung up on 'darling.'
But looking at Charlie's serious, warning-filled eyes, she knew very well that he would definitely follow through with his words.
"You..."
She felt uncomfortable being pressed down. "Get up first."
Charlie gave her a deep look, sat up straight, and lightly brushed his thumb over the corner of his lips.
Heh...
She tasted good.
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