Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1886

Chapter 1886: Say It Every Day

Vicki felt as if her head might explode, this was more difficult than dealing with a huge mess. "Argh!" She irritably ran her fingers through her hair. The unbearable sensation made her feel physically uncomfortable, yet she couldn't find any release. That blasted man insisted on clinging to his so-called principles.

Felix glanced at Vicki, her agitated and nearly frenzied state was incredibly endearing. Compared to her previous indifference, this lively side of her was evidently more genuine, filled with emotions and turbulence.

He pretended to adjust his tie. "I need to step out for a moment."

Vicki suddenly flared up. Was he trying to drive her insane? She was already feeling terrible. She couldn't understand why this man was being so difficult now; in the past, he would never have refused her. After experiencing life and death, he now brought up such demands.

As Felix was about to leave the study, Vicki finally relented. She mumbled, "I love you."

"Is that so?" Felix paused, overwhelmed with joy. He had longed to hear those words. When he finally heard them, it truly excited him.

However, he deliberately stiffened his posture, turning to face her. "Your voice was too soft, I didn't catch that. Say it again."

Vicki clenched her fists, truly wanting to hit him. If he hadn't been injured, she might have actually done it. Fuming inside, she thought, "Once you're healed, you're in for it!"

"Forget it, I'm leaving," Felix pretended to turn away again.

Vicki suddenly raised her voice, shouting, "I love you!" After speaking, she rushed forward, pulling Felix back. In the process, her force was too much, causing both of them to lose their balance and fall onto the sofa.

Felix found himself on top of Vicki, watching her chest heave with anger. He achieved his goal and suddenly smirked wickedly.

"I heard you. From now on, you must say it every day."

"What? Every day?" Vicki was on the verge of exploding, about to lose her temper.

At that moment, Felix forcefully kissed her, silencing all her protests. His kissing skills were effective, quickly pacifying her anger.

Vicki grunted, conceding due to his undeniable skill in this department and her own discomfort. She reached out and embraced him, returning his kiss willingly.

Passion erupted uncontrollably.

With a trace of rationality remaining, Felix whispered in her ear, "You're pregnant. We need to be more restrained, otherwise, forget it."

Vicki panted heavily, "Are you crazy? You want to stop at a time like this? Don't worry, I've consulted the doctor, everything's fine."

Felix widened his eyes, "You, a woman, asking the doctor about this? How shameless."

"What does that matter? Stop the nonsense and hurry up," Vicki urged impatiently, silencing him with a sudden kiss, unwilling to listen to his rambling and kill the mood.

After a while, the sofa was left in disarray, pillows and backrests strewn about.

Finally, the intense intimacy came to an end.

Vicki lay on Felix's chest, her rapid breathing slowly calming. It was warm, and she was soaked in sweat, making it impossible to put her clothes back on.

"I'll go run a bath," she said, slightly lifting herself.

"Wait," Felix held her, unwilling to let go. He had been extremely gentle and careful just now; after all, she was pregnant, and he was worried about harming the child. It took great restraint, and now, holding her, he felt particularly fulfilled.

He fetched a box from the coffee table drawer.

Vicki watched as he opened it. "What's this?"

As she saw her own cat's eye wedding ring inside the box, she was momentarily stunned. He had actually retrieved it.

Felix took her hand and slipped the ring back onto her ring finger.