Chapter 170

Seraphina blurted out something she wasn’t even sure of herself, and to her surprise, Leandro just admitted it straight up.

With that, her curiosity was sated

Conway wanted to leave the hospital, and Leandro agreed. Conway wanted to move back to the old house, and Leandro agreed.

He knew that Conway’s return would be a handful and that the old house would need more caregivers, but he moved back anyway

At night, they naturally ended up in the same room just to put up a happy front for Conway

In reality, since Seraphina had agreed to marry him, she had braced herself for what was to come. But hearing Leandro’s response, she was still taken aback.

But she quickly recovered, put down her phone, propped herself up, and looked at the man in front of her without any defenses, asking. “How do we do this? What position? What movements? How long does it take?”

Hearing her mission–like tone, Leandro’s gaze remained deep, watching her face

Seraphina was trying to piss him off, knowing that it could go two ways. Either he got mad and left, not touching her again; Or he was ruthless and tough

on her

The latter was more likely for Leandro.

Sure enough, the next moment, Leandro grabbed her arm, flipped her over, made her kneel on the bed, and pressed against her.

He was strong, his movements rough, clearly pissed off by her.

was prepared for the pain, but surprisingly, all

but he just

and his

“Last time, Conway wasn’t here, and I didn’t resist you. Now that

was evidently pissed off again.

increased. But he kept kissing her

flipped over, breathless from

before, Leandro was surprisingly patient

responding, but her body was pushed to the limit, and she reacted instinctively.

sometimes she was hazy, always suppressing herself

Leandro leaned into her ear and said in a deep voice, “I told

her eyes and saw the man still on top of

a flashback, back to the summer when she was seventeen, in the same room, with the same man and

was young, and he was careful not to take it too

it make a difference to

to smile, and she was head over heels for that man who always had a smile on his

to make a sound,

off mid–sentence and

was over, Seraphina was worn out

throughout, sat by the bed and watched her sleeping face for a long while before he lowered his head and gently kissed her

bedroom, and

sun was high

Conway had already had breakfast and was entertaining an old friend in

her as his

smile, only to find her

loud, even deliberately asking, “What’s wrong? Got a

turned around, and went to

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