Chapter 222 This Is Also My First Time
“Hmm?” A faint murmur sounded in the car, and Josephine opened her eyes groggily.
Her gaze was all the more glassy, for she hadn’t sobered up at all although half an hour had passed. Instead, the alcohol had then gone to her head.
“We’re home, lazybones!” Jonathan reached out and tapped the tip of her nose.
“I’m no lazybones!”
Josephine languidly propped herself up against the man and straightened up swayingly. Just when she was about to swing open the car door and climb out, Jonathan scooped her up and carried her into the mansion.
“What are you doing, Jonathan? There’s someone else here!”
Crimson stained Josephine’s cheeks at the sudden bridal carry.
“Who would dare look?” Jonathan glanced back over his shoulder, only to see that the young man in a black suit had astutely turned his back to them, not daring to steal even a peek.
Only after hearing the door slam shut at the mansion did the young man dare to whirl around and climb back into the car.
In the mansion, everyone had long since made themselves scarce.
Margaret and Connor had gone back to their room, leaving the newlyweds alone in the relatively spacious living room.
“Would you like to have some water?” Jonathan placed Josephine down onto the couch before he straightened to go and pour her a glass of water.
But just as he was doing so, Josephine grabbed at him. “No, I’m not thirsty.”
Right then, her eyes were glazed, and her face flushed bright red. Even her breathing was slightly rapid.
Perhaps she had no idea how enticing she was to Jonathan at that very moment.
“Darling, you’d better not tease me in such a manner. Otherwise, I can’t promise whether I’ll ravish you on the spot!” Smirking, Jonathan leaned close to her. He then dipped his head and captured her lips.
Josephine went limp at the unexpected assault, and her breathing promptly sped up.
“S-Stop it… We’re in the living room here… It’ll be bad if Mom and Dad happen upon us…”
Despite having had quite some liquor and was pretty sloshed, she still maintained her last shred of sobriety.
We’re in the living room here, so how am I going to hold my head up anymore in public if Mom catches us red-handed?
“Then… Shall we go to your room or mine?”
Jonathan smiled down at her, making her lower her head at once, not daring to look him in the eye.
“If you don’t say anything, I’ll assume that you’re going with the second option.” Upon seeing that she was keeping her head hung without saying anything, he scooped her up and headed toward his room on the second floor.
Josephine naturally struggled, but she couldn’t possibly break free from him with her puny strength.
Just when she was about to start struggling again, Jonathan slapped her on the bottom. “Don’t blame me if you wake your parents up with your continual struggles.”
“Mmph…”
Josephine almost wailed in pain, but she could only bite her lip in fear of waking Margaret and Connor. She glowered at the man resentfully.
Her aggravated gaze lit a blazing inferno within Jonathan, and he just about lost control right then and there.
Bang!
Kicking the door open, he tossed her onto the massive bed, garnering a surprised shriek from her.
That was Josephine’s first time entering Jonathan’s room.
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