Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 411: Honey, Go Easy—It Hurts (Part 3)

"Honey, let go quickly."

The way she clung to him, he couldn’t take it.

After all, he was a normal man, a man with a very powerful certain function...

What she was doing was playing with fire.

Yet, he inexplicably liked it, inexplicably rembered that night, the first ti, being so unrestrained with her, taking her so dominantly.

Carla Carr was wearing a black short skirt, with her thighs exposed, those legs long and straight, skin as white as snow.

Her skin was almost like Edward’s...

Alexander Kingsley hugged the woman in his arms, "Little rascal, you’re not allowed to dress like this outside again, understand?" If so other n started to fancy her, he’d again be all jealous.

"Hmm?" Carla looked up from his arms, listlessly at him. She didn’t understand what he said at all, instead, she snuggled closer to the man...

Snuggled for quite a while.

She simply bit down on his chest.

Alexander patted her head, "Keep biting, keep biting and see if..." he might deal with her?

Didn’t she understand she was playing with fire?

He hadn’t seen her for a few days, truly missed her, but counting the days, she should be due for her period soon, right?

In this case.

He could only endure it, couldn’t run a red light, couldn’t touch her, because he didn’t want to hurt her.

"Honey."

His voice was low and hoarse, holding her with a sll of alcohol, with a pampering tone, he commanded, "In the future, you must ask for leave from when you drink, understand?"

She was almost due for her period and still drank. If she had a painful period, wouldn’t it be him who had to deal with the hardship?

"Oh." Her face flushed, head dizzy, "How do you know I’m about to have my period?" She couldn’t even rember the days clearly, being so careless usually, how would she rember?

Normally, Eva Nightingale would rember and then tell her.

Because once, Carla and Eva were together... Eva got caught in the rain that night, got hurt, and then had her period and bled so much she almost passed out.

So, since then, Eva started to care about period days, but she was usually quite careless too, often forgetting.

"Is there anything you know that I don’t?"

He wrapped his arm around her waist and got in the car.

Inside the car, a partition quickly rose, making the space cramped.

Alexander Kingsley placed her to sit on his lap.

He didn’t intend to do anything to her because, although he wasn’t affected in that area, he was still severely injured... Wasn’t she about due soon?

"Sweetheart, be good."

He hugged her, rubbed her little waist, because she was drunk, kept moving around in his arms, being hyperactive.

This made him extrely frustrated.

"No, I won’t."

She was restless, hugging his neck, nuzzling his Adam’s apple, then in a delicate and soft tone, "Alexander Kingsley, where have you been these days?"

"On a business trip." he replied.

"Was it really a business trip?" She didn’t believe it. Peggy Carr and Albert Kingsley said he was injured, didn’t they?

She was so anxious.

She reached out and tugged at his collar, determined to check if he was injured...

Was his body covered in wounds...

She was very worried.

Her fair little hand had already slipped to his collar, trying to undo his shirt buttons.

But...

She drank too much, her hands weren’t obeying, fumbling for a long ti, still couldn’t undo his buttons.

So...

She stretched her fair little hand down to his lower abdon, uh, if she couldn’t undo the shirt, she’d start from the bottom?

"Darling, quickly, let take it off..."

"Darling, let take it off... ooh ooh..."