Contract Marriage: My Sweet Bossy Wife

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When Jessica realized it, it was too late. What's done cannot be undone.

Jessica blushed. It was so embarrassing.

While she was struggling, Lorenzo's handsome face approached her and tried to kiss her red lips

again.

"Don't!"

Jessica raised her hand quickly to cover Lorenzo's lips, refusing to be close to him again.

"Jessica, don’t act up. It’s you who is moody and you who shut me out suddenly. When you needed it,

you clung to me while you can't wait to keep your distance with me when sober. What do you think I

am? A high-class pimp?"

"I... I was obviously not in the right place. It's not what I meant at all. You can't do that to me."

Jessica bowed her head and murmured.

Lorenzo wasn't really serious with her. If he really wanted to do what he wanted, she and he would

have sex early.

"Take this."

Lorenzo handed a one-dollar bill to Jessica.

One dollar...

Jessica wanted to slap herself. What kind of embarrassing things did she do when she was drunk? All

of a sudden, all the erotic scenes came to her mind.

"This is far from enough. Try your best to save money. When you have enough money, we can talk

again."

Lorenzo put the bill in Jessica's hand and left the master bedroom without looking back.

Jessica raised her hands to slap her face. It was too much embarrassing.

Even if she didn’t had a good conduct after drinking, it’s he who finally benefited from her. How came

Lorenzo looked wronged now? What did that mean?

"Humph! He got all the benefits. Grumpy!"

Jessica complained. She walked up to him and slapped that one-dollar bill on his shoulder.

"What's done cannot be undone. Take it."

"You mean you are very angry with me for not making love to you? As your husband, I don’t want to let

you down. So I’m okay to make up for it."

Lorenzo turned around swiftly with his belt buckle rattling when he untied the it with one hand. He kept

approaching Jessica.

"Ah! Don't!"

Jessica was so scared that she turned around and ran to a relatively safe place.

Lorenzo couldn't help laughing when he saw that she looked like a running ghost. He glanced at

Jessica who was sweaty and then turned to leave.

Lorenzo sighed. He'd better leave as soon as possible. After all, it’s he who would be horny and

miserable if he stayed here.

Jessica heard the footsteps. She peeked out and saw Lorenzo leaving.

What a pervert!

Somehow, all the scenes in her mind were Lorenzo's wet body and his typical model’s shape-he looked

lanky in clothes, strong when naked. What a perfect proportion.

She must be crazy!

She ran to the bathroom and washed her face with cold water.

The cold water made Jessica feel better.

When she returned to the master bedroom, Lorenzo had bathed and was wearing a robe. He was

sitting on the bed with a financial report in hand.

Lorenzo had a cigarette in his hand and was about to light it when Jessica came out of the bathroom.

He put the cigarette aside and continued to read the financial report when he saw her.

Jessica rarely saw him working. He looked vigorous, serious and cool.

"You must be hungry. Help yourself with some cakes first."

Lorenzo knew she must be starving since she had a hard time trying to suppress her sexual urges. He

pointed to the various dishes and soups in the dining car.

Jessica looked at the dining car. The dishes were still hot and fresh. Lorenzo must have prepared it

himself since here's no one else in the house.

Jessica’s stomach rumbled and she felt warm. Lorenzo said little but arranged everything quietly for her

so that she wouldn't have to sleep with an empty stomach.

"Mr. Fletcher, do you want to join me?"

Jessica walked over sheepishly. She spoke softly while looking at Lorenzo.

"I’ve already eaten."

Lorenzo answered.

"Good." Jessica sat in the sofa and ate dinner in silence, trying to reduce her presence for fear of

disturbing Lorenzo. She stared at Lorenzo, feeling something was wrong with him.

Lorenzo was particularly unwell today but he couldn’t tell how. Jessica had been busy at Capttar

Medical School for quite a long time. He suffered from insomnia repeatedly and he could not fall asleep

normally even after taking sleeping pills.

He was able to take a little break before since he was holding Jessica.

He didn’t know if it was his insomnia or something else, he had a strong feeling that his illness was

coming back. His eyes were cold and dark.

Lorenzo clenched the pen tightly in his big hand vigorously.

"Mr. Fletcher, help yourself with some desserts. Even if you don't like it, it will help you to feel better.

Wouldn't the little cheese pieces taste good?"

Jessica sat on the sofa, looking up at Lorenzo. She took a small piece of cheese from the pastry tray

and put it directly into Lorenzo's mouth. The aroma of her body seemed to envelop his entire face.

Lorenzo opened his mouth unconsciously and tasted the cheese carefully which was sweet and mellow

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Lorenzo's big hand landed on Jessica's head gently and then he bowed his head to kiss her.

Jessica's scent, like magic, made Lorenzo feel better, intoxicated, and a little addictive.

Lorenzo didn't believe in magic and thought it didn't sound logical but reality gave him away. During the

days when Jessica was at Capttar Medical School, he had insomnia again without exception.

Lorenzo kissed her softly and affectionately. Then he bit her lips hard suddenly.

"Ouch!" Jessica frowned and tried to push Lorenzo away but failed.

Jessica didn't expect he would bite her suddenly. An idea occurred-could it be a relapse?

It's been so long that Jessica almost forgot it. Lorenzo's situation was dangerous and if it got out of

control, it's devastating and he would be in terrible pain.

Jessica stopped struggling. As long as he could make it through, she could hold on.

She raised her arms slowly to wrap them gently around Lorenzo. Lorenzo could feel that Jessica was

peaceful. The smell of bloody sweetness irritated him while he was biting her red lips. His eyes became

dark and he sucked the blood from the wound greedily. That's the blood from Jessica's red lips.