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!

 

Michael was stunned for a moment when

hear you earlier. Repeat that,

drifted into my ears,

“Hubby.”

called him “Hubby” once more. I’ve

“Ouch!”

it that pleasurable

shame when saying such

can say it

knowing full well that I was deriding him, Michael wasn’t the least

response, I threw him a sharp glare. I’ve never won an argument with him, so I’d be better served to close my eyes

my eyes and stopped looking

my eyes. Nonetheless, I didn’t want to look at him. As such, I turned my gaze away and ignored

arm, panic assailed me,

sight of the gauze that had been dyed red. “Your

 upstairs earlier or because he was too

hint of pain to be seen on

tolerance. It’s such a long gash, yet he claims that it doesn’t

say that it doesn’t hurt?

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