Remarriage Failed Again Today

Chapter 592: Husband, I Miss You

Chapter 592: Chapter 592: Husband, I Miss You

’So childishly cute.’

A lovely smile graced Annabelle Linton’s lips as she said coyly, "I don’t know. I can’t guess."

Leona Grant, still holding her, laughed as well. He rested his chin on her shoulder and said cheerfully, "Wow, you can’t guess? Alright, I’ll give you a hint then."

For once, Annabelle Linton was patient enough to play along. "What kind of hint?" she asked.

"Answer a question for me. If you get it right, I’ll tell you who I am. How about it?"

"Tch—"

Annabelle Linton scoffed. ’Didn’t I swear I’d rather die than fall for this routine of his again?’

Her lips curled into a smirk. She turned to face him and enunciated each word clearly, "Leona Grant— Mmph..."

The moment Annabelle Linton spoke his name, Leona Grant leaned in and crushed his lips against hers!

"Mmph... mmph..."

Annabelle Linton struggled, her brows knitted in protest. ’This is a public place, for crying out loud!’

’The one thing she’d always dreaded most was being the center of attention. She was a very private person!’

The buzzing of whispers and murmurs from all sides was so overwhelming Annabelle Linton felt like she was going deaf.

All the longing from the past several days seemed to pour into this one kiss. Leona Grant kissed her with passion, with deep affection!

After struggling for a moment, her strength gave out.

Once Leona Grant felt her stop struggling, he slowly traced her lips with his tongue before pulling back.

He cradled her flushed face, a wicked grin spreading across his lips. "Is that any way to speak to me? I’m your man. You should be calling me ’husband,’ yet you dare use my full name? You need to be taught a lesson!"

Annabelle Linton glanced around, catching the curious stares from onlookers. Mortified, she lowered her head and muttered, "You bastard!"

’Kissing me in front of so many people... Ah... How humiliating!’

Leona Grant watched her bashful reaction, then cupped her face again. "Did you miss me?"

"No!"

"Liar. And liars have to be punished."

Leona Grant gave her lips a quick peck and said mischievously, "Say ’Husband, I missed you.’ Let me hear it. If you don’t, I’ll kiss you until you’re the center of everyone’s attention."

Annabelle Linton glared at him, mortified and indignant. "Leona Grant, have you no shame?!"

"Still not listening, are we? Fine!"

With that, Leona Grant postured as if he were about to lean in for another kiss.

Watching his brazen display, Annabelle Linton wished she could just find a hole to crawl into.

’But honestly,’ she thought, ’she really couldn’t bring herself to call him ’husband’.... In the entire four years of their previous marriage, she had never once called him that.’

’The time she’d called him ’husband’ in front of Mr. Holland had been out of sheer necessity. Now, she really couldn’t force the word out...’

Leona Grant’s hand began to slide up under the hem of her top.

In a panic, Annabelle Linton called out hesitantly, "Leona..."

A name she hadn’t used in a long time.

A smile bloomed on Leona Grant’s face, impossible to suppress.

’Damn it, when did this woman learn to be so seductive!’

’It was just a simple name, but hearing it sent a jolt of heat through his entire body!’

’He absolutely loved the way his name sounded coming from her lips.’

Despite that, Leona Grant maintained a composed expression. "That’s the wrong name. Be a good girl and try again."

Annabelle Linton saw he wasn’t going to let it go. Knowing full well how wicked he could be, she decided not to argue with him in a place like this. Through gritted teeth, she forced out, "Husband, I missed you!"

The moment Leona Grant heard her call him that, he broke into a wide smile. Hearing her call him "husband" again and again in front of Quentin Holland that day had been absolutely incredible.

’And hearing it again today... in a word: amazing!’

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