Chapter 325 The Wound Is Bleeding

“You’re still unwilling to call me that? It looks like you’re not in the mood yet. I’ve got to work harder.”

“You’re such a jerk, Michael!” Argh! He’s truly cunning to utilize a natural physiological need to force my hand! I was already so frantic that I was on the verge of bursting into tears.

“Call me ‘Hubby,’ and I’ll satisfy you. Hurry up…”

At that exact moment, Michael murmured beside my ear again, enticing me.

I shot daggers at him, not in the least bit willing to capitulate. However, I knew that he would never satisfy me if I didn’t give in.

“If you continue keeping silent, I’m going to fasten my pants.”

Michael seemed to be surprisingly patient that day, not at all testy even when I stayed silent. He stood up and started straightening his clothes, making it evident that he wasn’t planning to satisfy me anymore.

“Hubby…”

In the end, I yielded and called out the endearment he wanted to hear, making me rather hate myself then. Ugh! I’ve actually caved in just to have him satisfy me! How aggravating!

 

a moment

you earlier. Repeat

and deep voice drifted into my ears, tinged with a hint of

“Hubby.”

once more. I’ve already said it just now, so repeating it makes no

“Ouch!”

that pleasurable that

shame

can say

him, Michael wasn’t the least bit angry. Instead,

with him, so I’d be

eyes and stopped looking at

didn’t want to look

soon as my gaze fell on Michael’s arm, panic assailed me, for I saw blood seeping

struggled to sit up, distress suffusing me at the sight of

 earlier or because he was too vigorous just now and pulled his

nothing,” Michael replied airily, not a hint of pain to be seen on his

tolerance. It’s such a long gash, yet he

doesn’t hurt? Let’s go to the hospital and have

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