Sweet Wife in Hidden Marriage

The charity dinner was about to begin, but Lillian walked out alone. This was a private club for the host of the charity dinner. It was fully equipped with leisure and entertainment, business gatherings, fitness and beauty, and catering services.

She felt that the room was sweltering. The air-conditioning in the room was functioning well, but she still felt oppressed, and the heat surged from her body.

Lillian was walking by the swimming pool, and the cool water made her want to jump in.

She didn't understand what was going on, it seemed that someone had lit a fire in her body, and the flames went up, making her mouth dry. Even the clothes on her body became a kind of restraint, and she wanted to rip it open.

She was a little stumbling, and she felt like she was about to fall when she walked by the pool, but she was just pulling her neckline. She touched her cheeks which was amazingly hot.

What happened to her? Was it because of the wine just now?

What she drank was red wine, then someone sent the fruit wine, and then the navy-blue wine that Benedict gave her.

Benedict? Is there anything wrong with his wine?

A strong heat wave hit her, and she staggered. This time she was really about to fall into the pool and took a good dip. Her slender waist was embraced by strong arms, and she was caught in a man’s chest.

"Lillian, even if you take things too hard, you don't have to jump into the pool." A slightly joking remark came into her ears.

didn’t understand. She obviously didn’t have any favorable impression for him, but she leaned

clothes. It was an unfamiliar smell. She suddenly came to

impossible for Benedict, who hugged her, not to notice the heat in her. Her face was completely red, not drunk red but strangely red, as if she had been burned by

politely, and then left just now. Now, she wanted to push him away, but she clung to him, her eyes had no focus. She was struggling to get rid

frowned and became serious, but when he heard her calling out Archibald's name, he felt angry inexplicably. He looked at her with mixed feelings and

help groaning. She felt hot, as if she had been thrown into

her face against his, trying

her hot face on him, Benedict felt as if he had been burned, and he trembled. He was breathing quickly, and

and the charity dinner was about to begin. He turned around to look for

put through, but no one answered. His expression darkened, he put his phone away, and strode out of the

attention to Archibald, but saw him leaving anxiously. He

what are you looking at?" Joanna followed his sight in

his eyes and sat down with Joanna.

rampant heat flow in her body did not alleviate at all. She was groaning slightly. Her voice collapsed Benedict's sanity. He held her head and kissed on her lips, her lips are as hot as her body, but terribly soft, what kind of

so

pillar embarrassingly to eat desserts, it looked like she hadn't eaten her fill for a long

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