A Contract Marriage After a ONS novel Chapter 212

"You had better not let me see guilt on your face, Mrs. Valentine,” Mark said.

Summer's hand paused for a second. "But you are hurt because of me. This is an undeniable fact."

He glanced down at her with his charming but cold face, his voice as deep as ice, when he said, "It is a man's responsibility to protect his wife. Who else would you want to come to save you if not me?"

She was stunned at hearing this. Following immediately, a burst of warmth rose within her, along with some unexplainable emotions that made her shiver and jump for joy.

He had said nothing nice to her, but these simple words of his were the best among them.

Tenderness quickly concealed those fears and terror, her expression softening. She then went into the kitchen and made him soup.

She did not drink the soup but just sat across from him, looking at him and getting a sense of satisfaction that she had never had before when he drank all of it.

He was a left-hander, and he hurt his right hand. So his injured hand did not affect his daily life much.

The bed in the room was huge, more than enough for

the two of them. He lay on the bed first. When she got i n later, he immediately took her into his arms.

He put his long and strong thigh over her waist and use his arm as a pillow for her head to rest on. He then hugged her in his arms.

This posture was uncomfortable and intimately close. She wriggled.

Mark placed his chin against her hair and said with a deep voice, "Keeping wiggling if you want to hurt my wound further-the harder, the better.”

This trick worked like a charm as she calmed down immediately and remained motionless. She did not want to hurt his wound that had just been bandaged.

His lips curled upwards and his eyes softened. His eyes sharpening up as something came to mind. " Were you scared just now?" he asked softly.

She was startled, grabbing the shirt in front of his chest with both hands and feeling his warmth. She then slowly shook her head.