Elder Kinston's Exclusive Sweet Wife

If he tells the story too blandly, the little one would protest.

"You’ve worked hard." Mabel Quinn said, "But this reminds me of the time when I got drunk and called you, making you tell stories over the phone."

Back then, she was in a bad mood, got drunk, and couldn’t control her rambling. As a result, he really read her a story. Later, she learned from his secretary Caleb that it was Caleb who had searched for a fairy tale online, and then he read it verbatim, with several subordinates around him at the time. That scenario, just thinking about it was such a mix of sweet and sour.

A man like him, when had he ever done such a thing? Yet he did it.

Brought up like this by her, he too recalled what had happened then, "And you have the nerve to bring it up. In any case, you’re not allowed to drink excessively. You’re such a lightweight, if you really want to drink, you can only do it when I’m by your side."

Otherwise, given her tolerance, who knows what might happen when she gets drunk.

Kyle Kinston put away the fairy tale book in his hand, stood up, and said, "Finished reading all the booklets I gave you?"

"Yeah, I’ll just go with the opinions of you and Dad, I have no objections. As for the wedding dress, garlands, and accessories, I’ve already discussed everything with the designers and stylists," she said. "You go take a shower first, I’ll go after you’re done."

However, his hand suddenly pulled her along, "Together." His eyes shone with longing for her.

Her cheeks flushed, naturally understanding the meaning behind his words. She bit her lip slightly, didn’t refuse, and followed his lead.

They were husband and wife; everything should be like this, just as it was meant to be.

When they emerged from the bathroom, Kyle Kinston gently picked Mabel Quinn up and carefully placed her on the bed. His fingers gently brushed aside her hair from her forehead, and his lips softly touched hers, "Do you want to?" A question of love, and respect.

If she wasn’t willing, no matter how strong his desire, he would restrain himself and not touch her at all.

"I do." She smiled and said, actively wrapping her arms around his neck, drawing them even closer.

Her one word, "want," undeniably gave him the greatest encouragement. His brows and eyes smiled, filled with endless indulgence and yearning.

So beautiful, so alluring, as if wanting to lay all his beauty before her, as if trying his utmost to capture her attention.

Just to make her... love him even more!

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Mabel Quinn didn’t expect to see Francine Howards again, and moreover, Francine had joined the filming crew as an extra actor. Naturally, Francine used a fake identity, and today’s scene involved a large crowd, with over a hundred extra actors, so it naturally went unnoticed.

Today the shooting was outdoors, and Mabel Quinn had followed the crew to the location. During mid-shoot, when she went to the restroom, Francine Howards suddenly appeared in front of her, looking at her with a sinister expression, saying, "Mabel Quinn, long time no see. It’s really not easy to see you."

Mabel Quinn scrutinized Francine Howards. The current Francine had little makeup on, far less exquisite than she once appeared, and her expression was somewhat haggard, giving the impression that she looked a few years older than before.

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