My Gorgeous Wife is an Ex-Convict!

Chapter 2076

Martin Weiss almost left in a fluster.

Chase Harper looked apologetic as he said, “I’m sorry to make you and Mr. Weiss…”

“I’m the one who should apologize for getting you involved with him and me.” Kyla smiled bitterly.

Although Chase Harper repeatedly said it was nothing, Kyla still felt sorry.

At night, Nelson and her mother were already asleep. Kyla was about to close the store’s shutters when a car pulled at the entrance. Then, a figure staggered out of it.

Before Kyla could react, the figure embraced her, looked down, and buried his face in her neck.

“Kyla…” The hoarse voice mixed with the smell of alcohol told her who it was.

‘Is Martin Weiss… drunk?’

Kyla wanted to push Martin Weiss away, but the more she pushed him, the tighter he held her. Their bodies were pressed against each other, and his scent enveloped her whole body.

“Martin Weiss, are you drunk?” Kyla shouted in a low whisper,

afraid the noise would wake her mother and Nelson.

“Drunk?” Martin Weiss suddenly chuckled. His chuckle was husky and low as he burped. “Yeah, I… I’m drunk. I… I only dare to come over after… drinking so much wine…”

He was afraid he would see the hatred in her eyes if he was

sober.

her looking at him with hatred if he

control myself…” he murmured as he buried his face in her shoulder while his lips kissed her neck

trembled. “Let

possible?” He kissed her harder. “Kyla, I love you… I can’t let

I… I don’t love you…” Kyla struggled to speak, feeling suffocated from the embrace. His arms

kissed her harder than

If you don’t stop, I’ll…” Before she could finish, he suddenly lay motionless on her shoulder, and the force that had held her down

Weiss just fell to

shock, feeling a burn on her cheek and neck.

move after falling to the

doubt. Moments later, she squatted down to check on him and realized that he must

was instantly caught in a dilemma.

but

into the car he had driven over. Then, he asked, “Where are you staying?”

were closed. He was a

got into the driver’s seat, started the car, and

she could only find a hotel for Martin Weiss

an ordinary hotel in tMason Swansonty, which was no match for those upscale hotels Martin Weiss usually

body, and found his wallet. Sure enough, his ID

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Martin Weiss up and walked to the hotel’s reception desk with some difficulty. After checking

room was small. It was a single room

a few breaths before raising her hand to wipe off the sweat from his forehead.

bent over to help Martin Weiss remove his shoes. Then, she took out his suit jacket

Kyla…” He kept muttering her name, and sweat began to drip from his forehead. His straight brows furrowed as if he was

pressed her lips together and straightened up