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Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 234

“Hen!” Monique forced a smile, that was the next best name she could accept.

Henry raised his eyebrows and teased, “Have you forgotten your position? You’re my lover, it’s obvious that you have to give me a more intimate nickname.”

Monique was stunned. She stared at the man in front of her blankly. Henry’s gaze was fixed on her. His loose pajamas revealed his muscular body, and the profound jawline of his gave away a strong sense of potency.

She looked at him as if she was looking at a big, hard rock, and she needed to swallow it down her throat now.

What had she done in the past to deserve this! This man is a jerk, and the worst of all!

However, after Monique had a moment of thought, she realised this was the Moore Manor and they were alone in the room. He did let her get away yesterday, but what if she was disobedient and punished her if he was displeased. She must not be stubborn and hit a rock with an egg, she had to be flexible.

Endurance!

Monique cleared her throat, “Dearie.”

Her voice was tiny, like a drizzle in the spring. It was soothing.

It sounded nice, but he wanted to hear it again, “I can’t hear you.”

Her eyes twitched, this man must be doing this on purpose. Her face was a little twisted, then she shouted, “Dearie.”

Her voice was loud and clear, the servant who was still outside could hear it as well.

The servant despised that woman in her heart. That woman was good at seducing people, no wonder Henry was fascinated by her. She could not bear to stay and listen anymore, and she left angrily.

She raised her eyes and it was fixed on his pitch black eyes. She pursed her lips and decided not to struggle, it would be a waste of time.

She walked over and spread the towel out. She used a hand to hold his black hair back, which was thick in volume and smooth. She had a towel on the other hand which she used to wipe his wide forehead, then his sharp eyebrow, dark eyes, straight nose to his alluring lips. She made sure to wipe every spot on his face.

When she was this close to him, she could smell a refreshing scent on him. She could see his face clearly from this distance. His attractive eyes were gazing at her, she felt that he had the ability to engulf her soul like a demon. If she got any closer, her soul would be in his control with no chance to escape.

Besides, his arm was holding her waist, so she had to lean closer to him. When he was this close to her, he could smell a faint sweet scent that only she had. He gulped as his breath increased rapidly.

At this moment, she looked like cotton candy, he wanted to have a taste of her.

Her pleasant looking face was just in front of him, her soft lips were alluring. While her tender hand was rubbing his cheek with a piece of towel, all of a sudden, he had a reaction.

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