Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 489: Sleeping with You (Part 4)

Bandages, injury, was he really hurt?

Is that why he wouldn’t take off his clothes in front of her? How did he get hurt anyway?

Eva Nightingale furrowed her brows, placing her small hand on the man’s abdon, her tone soft and tender: "Honey, shall we... shower together?"

"You go first." His voice was clear and cold, he indeed refused her.

"Let your husband help you, hmm?" he said.

Eva wasn’t a fool. With a woman’s intuition, she sensed that she hadn’t felt wrong. So, was he really hurt?

She was stunned for a mont.

Because she wasn’t wearing any clothes and was so close to him, leaning in his arms, she looked at his chest again: "Why won’t you shower with , my dear husband?"

"I don’t like a woman who talks a lot." He raised his large hand, giving a light but firm pat on her little behind, "Behave, hmm?"

The corners of his lips curled up in a way that was as seductive as could be.

Those deep, narrow phoenix eyes were like a bottomless pool of water.

However, his eyes had a hint of displeasure in them.

This little woman, since when did she beco such a chatterbox?

Usually, she acts like she’s seen a wolf when she sees him, but today she proactively invited him to shower together?

Hmm, he was indeed tempted.

But he had a wound on his chest, sustained for her. If he took off his clothes and scared her, wouldn’t he end up being the one feeling heartache?

This wound is nothing.

He slightly curled his lips, feeling oddly better, seemingly comforting her: "Be good, baby, take a bath and then go to sleep." He didn’t plan to leave, as the bathroom was too slippery, he planned to help her bathe.

...

After a while.

The sound of running water in the bathroom stopped.

He carried the little woman out of the bathroom, placing her gently on the big bed.

Eva didn’t resist, just by the fact that he held her... For so reason, when she touched his chest just now, she wanted to recall past things, but nothing ca to mind, only a pounding headache.

"Be a good wife."

He climbed onto the bed and just like that, held her in his arms.

She seed to forget about his injury, because the man’s embrace was so hot, scorching, it made her feel danger, instinctively wanting to escape.

"Mr. President, aren’t you going back tonight?" She lifted her small face, looking at his handso features, unsure why his reaction was so intense. If he couldn’t resist doing sothing to her tonight, what then?

Eva was pregnant, how could she take that risk?

He was so formidable, every ti he kissed her, her body went weak, what if later he kisses her again, what then?

"Baby." He used his sensual chin to lightly brush against her fluffy head, as if commanding, "Ti for a change of address."

With that, he raised his large hand again, gently patting her little butt. Every ti she was disobedient, he punished her like this.

"Ooh, dear husband, don’t..."

She was tactful, her face blushing, she wrapped herself in the blanket, moving to the edge of the bed, trying to distance herself from him, because he was so hot.

"It’s raining, and you want to kick out?" He didn’t seem to have any intention of leaving.

"..." Eva was taken aback, she looked out the window, it seed like it really was raining, the glass was covered in raindrops, alright, it was indeed raining.

"Then, shall we draw a line?" She picked up a pillow, placing it in the middle of the bed, then grabbed two teddy bears, setting them in the center to separate herself from him:

"You sleep on that side, I’ll sleep on this side."

There was a little baby in her belly, so she couldn’t get too close to him.

"Honey, don’t cross the line." she said.