After thinking for a long ti, Bella Acker tentatively spoke, "Damian, even if I thought about murdering our child, it was still just an attempted murder. Can you... can you not be angry anymore?"
"Attempted murder?" Damian Sinclair sneered, looking up at her, "Bella Acker, from your tone, it seems like you’re a bit regretful about the attempted murder?"
"No, no! Absolutely not, I dare to use my integrity as a guarantee." Bella Acker imdiately raised her hand, almost swearing to the heavens to prove her innocence.
"You have no integrity." Damian coldly threw out the sentence, opened the door, and left the bedroom.
"Ah, it’s really a headache, how can I smooth things over?" Bella Acker looked at the closed bedroom door, a bit distressed, and pouted her lips. It was all because of Cecilia Lynch talking nonsense in front of her; otherwise, she wouldn’t have gone to the hospital.
As Bella Acker was troubled, the closed bedroom door opened again.
Damian walked in expressionlessly, slamming the door shut with a ’bang’.
Bella Acker was startled by the loud noise, her heart racing, "Damian, what are you doing? You scared to..."
Before she could finish speaking, the man with a cold, handso face strode over, suddenly pushing her onto the bed and pressing down on her.
"Damian, no, I’m pregnant, I can’t... mmmm..." Before Bella Acker could finish, the man above her swallowed all her words with his mouth.
Damian knew every sensitive spot in her mouth, and his tongue lightly or heavily swept over them like plucking guitar strings.
Bella Acker was never a match for this man in this regard. Within monts, her body was softened by his teasing, and she involuntarily reached out to wrap her arms around his neck, lifting her upper body to press against his broad chest.
Perhaps Damian was really punishing her, teasing only at the edges, unwilling to satisfy her at once.
Bella Acker was ignited by his teasing, her delicate body squirming against him, looking at him weakly, "Husband..."
Damian’s eyes imdiately darkened with a mix of anger and desire, and he once again captured her lips.
Bella Acker originally thought this would be a punitive sexual act, but unexpectedly, apart from the kisses being a bit rough, when he truly entered, the man was unexpectedly gentle.
This gentleness seed to contain endless tenderness and pampering, as if his cold and fierce deanor at the hospital earlier was just an illusion.
After the storm subsided, Bella Acker was too exhausted to even lift a finger.
Even though Damian was extrely gentle, his stamina was still frighteningly strong.
Bella Acker lay on his chest, her whole body resting on him, pouting, "You always use the sa thod every ti. Don’t you know any new tricks? You’re the sa as well, always using this thod to punish ."
"This thod is the most effective. Since it’s so useful, why should I bother thinking of sothing else?" Damian rested on his arms, slightly raising his brows as he looked at the petite woman lying on him. After the intense passion, her pale face regained its rosiness, making her look charming and beautiful.
"Sophistry. You’re the most cunning." Whenever they bickered, regardless of the logic, it always ended with him being right, and she was always the one to concede.
Damian lowered his right hand to touch her slim waist, gently stroking back and forth.
Bella Acker imdiately held his hand cautiously, "No more! I’m pregnant, you can’t do that again."
Damian pinched her waist, causing Bella Acker to cry out softly, and said, "I asked Dr. Yates; he said it’s fine to be a little gentle."
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