Sweet Wife in Hidden Marriage novel Chapter 40

To her disgust, Lillian pushed Archibald’s face away upon hearing that and snorted, "Sebastian?"

Hostility glinted in Archibald’s eyes. He grabbed her lower jaw, pulled it over to face him and corrected her, "No, it’s Archibald."

Dizzy, Lillian was totally under his control. She mumbled, "Archibald?"

The cunning fox nodded with satisfaction. "That’s right, good girl. Say after me. Your husband is Archibald."

"Your… husband if Archibald." It had to be said that the drunk Lillian was obedient and cute!

The smile froze on Archibald’s lips and embarrassment was written all over his face. He closed the car door and sat on the backseat with Lillian in his arms, finding it necessary to teach her this sentence!

"Lillian, look at me. I’m Archibald."

"Archibald?"

"Correct, is husband. String them together."

"Archibald… is husband."

"Whose husband?" He pinched her jaw, and her burning red cheeks were right under his nose. Archibald thought this time he would succeed in teaching her, but who knew that this woman also asked, "Whose husband?"

Archibald went on teaching her, frowning, "Is Lillian’s husband. Archibald is Lillian’s husband. Say it."

Under Archibald’s patient teaching, the muzzy Lillian said in a soft voice, "Archibald… is Lillian’s husband."

Her tender voice seemed to have captured his heart all of a sudden. Archibald held the woman in his arms tighter and said in a low and magnetic voice, "That’s right. Keep that in mind. Did you hear me?" Archibald was aware that he was deceiving himself, and that she would forget it when she woke up, but it would be great if she could remember it at this moment.

"Yeah." Her eyes half closed, Lillian nodded subconsciously.

Watching the sweet and docile girl in his arms, Archibald kept his eyes fixing on her delicate and rosy lips. He just wanted to peck her on the lips. However, this woman’s lips were too soft, and he couldn’t help but nibble them again after taking a bite of them, and then he just lost control.

Lillian was leaning against the seat back, and now she was pushed over by Archibald without difficulty. He pressed himself against Lillian with her in his arms, but the inebriate Lillian only found it uncomfortable to be pinned under him. Her lips were limp and numb, and she felt… the same way when she had been forced a kiss on by Archibald.

Suddenly, Lillian was brought back to reason. Archibald!

Lillian opened her little mouth in the heat of the moment, but Archibald mistakenly believed that she was taking the initiative to cater to him while drunk, and of course he pressed his lips against hers without ceremony.

The alcohol fumes over her seemed to have also intoxicated him, while the fragrance from her had been seducing his nerves and hands, alluring him to ask for more.

Archibald took a deep breath and came to his senses. This woman was born to break him, but not at this moment, nor did he want to get her at this point of time, even if his hand had already slid under her clothes uncontrollably, and what beneath his lightly callused hot palm was the land of tenderness.

The next day when Lillian woke up with a splitting headache, she squinted her eyes and wanted to sit up, but found something pressing against her waist. She looked down in confusion, and discovered that a man’s arm was actually around her waist!

She looked back in fear, but the distance was so close that she almost bumped against the man’s straight nose. Lillian jerked her head back from him abruptly.