Chapter 385
“Nothing, it’s just that when I lived here before, there always seemed to be something missing.”
“I bought a lot of stuff back then, but no matter what, it never seemed enough.”
“Now I suddenly understand, what I was missing was you!” When Marina started her sweet talk, it was almost too much to bear.
The light in Simon’s eyes visibly darkened at an alarming rate.
Without hesitation, he dropped the clothes in his hand and strode towards Marina, who was leaning against the door.
Without uttering a word, he pulled her into his embrace.
Bowing his head, he kissed her passionately.
Having experienced this a few times before, Marina had grown accustomed to Simon’s assertive kisses.
She quickly rose on her tiptoes, encircled his waist with her arms, and began to reciprocate.
The room was bathed in an exceptional silence, punctuated only by the rhythmic cadence of their powerful heartbeats, each thump reverberating like a tender note, harmoniously orchestrating the most emotionally resonant symphony.
By the time Simon released Marina, she was nearly gasping for breath.
Her face was flushed, emanating an irresistible allure.
If possible, he wished to engulf her in his arms at that very moment, making her his and only his.
“Marina…” Simon’s raspy voice questioned softly in Marina’s ear.
“What?” At this moment, Marina’s thoughts were in disarray.
She was finding it difficult to comprehend his meaning.
“Marina… Simon tightened his hold on Marina.
Ilis intention was clear.
Marina understood instantly.
A fleeting look of surprise crossed her face, which was quickly replaced with a beaming smile.
She tilted her head slightly and planted a soft kiss on Simon’s lips.
“Mr. Hernandez, we have been legally married for an hour now. Anything you wish to do is lawful,” Marina whispered.
Simon felt a shiver down his spine upon hearing this, as though her words were ensnaring his soul.
The last of his self–restraint snapped.
He swept
her up in his arms and turned towards the bed.
Even at this stage, Simon’s movements were incredibly gentle.
His eyes, brimming with a depth of emotion that words could barely capture, tenderly took in the sight of Marina, whose figure lay sprawled across the expansive bed, appearing both delicate and alluring in her repose.
The porcelain–like fairness of her skin stood out in stark contrast against the raven tresses fanned out over the pristine sheets, casting an ethereal glow that only served to amplify her striking beauty, rendering her image an utterly captivating spectacle that was breathtaking in every sense of the word.
“Marina, I promise to cherish you all my life!” Simon vowed.
“No need for words now, it’s a waste of time!” Marina was known for her straightforwardness.
After all, she had been fantasizing about Simon for quite some time.
Despite seeming like a seasoned lover, he turned out to be quite traditional.
He insisted on making their relationship official before taking the final step.
Now, she didn’t want to waste any more time talking.
She gripped Simon’s tie, motioning for someone to yank it down.
She then leaned in for a powerful kiss.
The curtains on the balcony fluttered subtly with the wind.
The warm sun in the sky discreetly retreated behind the clouds, as if it were shy.
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And with that, everything had come full circle…
Marina was roused by an enticing aroma.
Groggily, she opened her eyes, her mind blank for a moment.
Moments later, the scene before she drifted off came rushing back.
Marina’s face contorted into a complex expression.
She was consumed by regret, immense regret.
Indeed, a man shouldn’t be kept waiting for too long.
That guy, he had been relentlessly tormenting her before.
Even though she had already begged for mercy, he still wouldn’t let go.
If she had known, she would have let him have his way earlier.
Now, she wouldn’t be left feeling sore all over.
She didn’t even have the strength to rise.
Sigh…
Marina heaved a sigh, propping herself up to sit.
She didn’t put on her shoes and barefoot, she ambled towards the living room.
The aroma was wafting from the kitchen.
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When Marina slowly approached, she instantly spotted Simon bustling around in the kitchen.
He was clad in a simple home outfit.
His hair was a bit tousled.
Gold–rimmed glasses perched on his nose.
For the sake of cooking convenience, his sleeves were rolled up.
His muscular arms were on display.
Marina was immediately captivated by the sight.
Her husband was in the kitchen, preparing a meal for her.
She had always assumed she wouldn’t be able to lead such an ordinary life.
Unexpectedly, Simon had made her dream come true.
Without any hesitation, Marina approached and softly wrapped her arms around Simon’s waist from behind.
“You’re awake?” Simon turned his head to ask.
His voice was gentle and tender.
“Mmm.” Marina’s voice was drawn out.
It was soft and sweet, almost as if she were cooing.
Simon’s smile deepened at this.
“If you’re awake, go rest outside. I’ll be done here soon.”
But Marina slok her head. “I want to stay here.”
“But the oil smoke isn’t good for a girl’s skin. Please, wait outside,” Simon advised.
He then personally escorted Marina to the kitchen door.
“Go relax.” Simon leaned in to plant a kiss on her forehead.
Marina felt her entire body turn to jelly.
She nodded and staggered towards the living room.
Roughly ten minutes passed.
Simon emerged from the kitchen, the meal ready in his hands.
“Come on over, the meal is ready.” Simon called out to Marina, who was still lounging on the sofa.
However, there was no response for quite a while.
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He went over to check on her, only to find that Marina had dozed off once more.
“Marina, you’ve been sleeping for a while now. Get up and have something to eat, otherwise, you’ll feel uneasy.” Simon coaxed gently.
*But I’m so tired,♫ Marina murmured without even opening her eyes.
At her words, there was a brief pause.
Marina, initially with her eyes closed, instantly opened them.
In an instant, she found herself locked in a gaze with Simon.
“It’s all your fault!” Marina’s eyes sparkled with accusation.
“Yes, it’s indeed my fault. Does your waist still hurt? Would you like me to massage it?” Simon immediately drew Marina closer to him.
“No, just carry me to the table for dinner.” Marina instantly declined Simon’s offer.
She remembered that previous massages had taken an unexpected turn.
Indeed, when a man who had abstained for years finally gives in, it can be quite formidable.
“Alright, let’s have dinner first. Simon nodded, then scooped up Marina in his arms.
He walked straight to the dining table.
Marina sat in the chair, eyeing the food on the table.
Three dishes and a soup, all standard home–cooked meals.
Yet they were bursting with color, aroma, and flavor, tempting to the appetite.
“I didn’t expect you could whip up a meal like this.” Marina said, eager to dive in.
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