Purchased A Mr. Right

Chapter 1915

After getting out of the car, Tina did not stop a taxi. Instead, she waited by the roadside until a black car pulled up in front of her.

She smiled and got in the car.

Wilson said they would continue to date.

It was dusk. She thought they were going to eat at a restaurant. To her surprise, Wilson drove her to No.1 Luxurious Residence.

She recalled the last time Wilson returned to the country, they stayed here for a short time. At that time, she was overwhelmed with emotion. Now when she was here again, she was in a different mood.

This was their home.

She was glad that nothing had changed.

Wilson said, "I haven't had any of your cooking in ages."

She asked, "Do you have any food at home?"

He smiled and nodded. "Yes, I asked Irene to buy some for me."

She opened the refrigerator and was surprised to find that it was filled with food.

She picked some and took them out.

While she was cutting vegetables, he leaned against the wall. He took off his suit and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt. He fixed his eyes on her affectionately.

He put down the glass in his hand.

Although he knew that she and Amin were just a fake couple, he still cared. He asked bitterly, "Did you and Amin get along well after you got married?"

He had told her all about his life in New City, but he didn't ask her how she had been in the past few months.

He was afraid to hear that she had had a hard time.

She smiled and answered, "Yes, we did. Amin has good character and manners. He's a gentleman."

She was telling the truth. She didn't want Wilson to worry about her.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she felt a pain in her waist.

He suddenly pinched her waist. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

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He was jealous because she praise Amin.

She endured the pain and tried not to laugh. She added, "He only loves his dead girlfriend. Nothing can happen between us, so we get along well."

Hearing this, he felt better.

He had heard of the story about Amin and his dead girlfriend. He heaved a sigh of relief.

As he suddenly thought of something, he stared at her apron and asked with a dark face, "Have you ever cooked for him?"

He was jealous again, so she quickly explained. "No. I only cooked for Isla, and sometimes, Amin had meals with us. However, I never cooked porridge for them. I've kept my promise to you."

He was pleased to hear that.

And he was a little moved

He stepped forward, held her waist, and kissed her.

She responded to his kiss.

However, what happened later was a little bit out of control.

She felt dizzy. When she came to her senses, she was lying on the bed in the master bedroom.

Her apron was gone, and her dress was unbuttoned.

He kissed her as he stroked her body

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Remembering what had happened the last time they were in the hospital, she regained her sanity and raised her hands to push him away.

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His body was very hot. Even with her eyes closed, she could feel his strong muscles.

Her heart thumped as she said in a trembling voice, "No, no..."

He stopped.

He took off his glasses. He looked at her with deep, searing eyes. "What's wrong? Huh?"

He was trying to seduce her.

She struggled to resist his temptation and said awkwardly, "Well, I don't think we should do this. It makes me feel like I'm cheating on Amin..."

After all, in the eyes of others, she was Amin's wife, and no one knew about their agreement.

It was inappropriate for her to have sex with Wilson at the moment.

She should respect Amin even though they were a fake couple.

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Wilson's face darkened.

He propped his arms on the bed and sat up. He said in a muffled voice, "Got it."

His tone was full of dissatisfaction.

He put his arms on his knees and closed his eyes, trying to cool down.

He looked as disheveled as Tina did. His shirt was on the carpet, and his upper body was naked, revealing his muscular chest.

She didn't bother him.

Suddenly, she saw some scars on his lower abdomen and arms.

She was stunned. "Wilson, how did you get those scars?"

He subconsciously wanted to pick up his shirt and put it on to cover the scars.

He didn't want her to know the details of those difficult days. He was afraid that she would be sad, but on second thought, he retracted his hand.

He raised his eyebrows, and a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes.

He thought for a while and tried to make it sound less serious. "Every time the addiction attacked me, I couldn't control myself, so the doctor bound my hands and feet with rope, for fear that I would hurt myself. When I struggled too much, I got scars..."

In fact, many of the scars were caused by sharp objects while he was hallucinating.

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He couldn't use a sedative every time because when the sedative wore off, he still have to get over it by his willpower.

As expected, Tina felt sorry for him.

Tears welled up in her eyes. She lowered her head and kissed his scars.

Her tears fell on him as she kissed him.

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Her heart ached for him, so she tried to ease his pain with her kiss.

At night, the moon was covered by clouds. The sky was a little dark.

Tina came to the Amery family to pick up Isla.

Since Abby came back from abroad, she did not want Isla to spend the night here.

It was late, so she waited outside instead of entering the villa. After a while, Lin and Bill came out with Isla. They handed Isla to her and waved goodbye.

Isla woke up and rubbed her eyes in Lin's arms.

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Tina put her in the car. When she saw the person in the driver's seat, she cried out in surprise, "Wow, daddy."

The car pulled away.

At the villa, Abby stood by the window of her room, looking down at Tina.

She elegantly leaned against the window.

She looked on coldly as they talked pleasantly.

When Tina and Isla got in the car, she looked away and drew the curtains, but she suddenly paused.

She felt that it looked like Wilson's car.

The moonlight was dim, so she couldn't see clearly. She vaguely saw a black off-road vehicle, so she wasn't sure.

She frowned.