Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 353

Henry saw Monique’s beautiful appearance after she changed. However, he had never seen Monique in makeup. His attention fell fully on her the moment he saw her.

She truly was an annoying little minx.

The makeup artist and Mandy bowed ever so slightly.

Monique felt uncomfortable seeing Henry’s unusual stare and had become even more uncomfortable as time passed. She was clutching her clothes tightly with her slender hand. Her long lashes fluttered and she exclaimed, “You’re home!”

“Daddy, you’re home!” Angel saw him and she rolled her eyes adorably while looking at Henry cheekily.

“Daddy, look! Mommy is your little princess tonight. You have to take good care of her!”

“Yes.” Henry nodded. He then turned to Angel with a fatherly look.

He touched Angel’s head and said in his low and magnetic voice, “I’ll go and get changed.”

Henry walked out after he got changed. He was dressed in a well-tailored black suit, contrasting his tall and strong build body. He specially chose a light pink shirt as a primer. Not everyone could pull off a pink shirt, but Henry looked extraordinarily sexy and charming in it, with a folded scarf in the pocket of his suit adding to his natural extravagance and elegance.

His silhouette looked like a sculpture under his short hair. Each corner looked perfect.

Henry strode over with his long legs; each of his moves was elegant.

Monique was shocked when she saw him. She had seen the handsome Henry before, yet his charm was inexplicable.

Monique pinched her waist. It was very painful, which indicated that she was not dreaming!

Neither did she feel like a lover. To Monique who had never been in a relationship, this was how a relationship should be. She felt the sweetness deep down and her heart was beating fast.

Monique did not care if what she saw in front of her was poison.

As he walked toward her, he looked like a bridegroom walking toward a bridge. Monique was completely and willingly conquered by him.

He had even put on a necklace for her gently like a prince.

Monique turned around and unconsciously kissed his handsome face like there was no one around. Her soft, voice trembled, “You look handsome too! Like a prince.” ‘Just like my prince!’