"Oh..."
Priscilla was caught off guard and nearly got her tongue bitten. However, Tristan did not allow her to resist and kissed her until she was dizzy.
By the time she regained her senses, Tristan had completely taken advantage of her!
At this thought, Priscilla pushed him away and exclaimed, "Don't you know the state you're in? You're a doctor! Urgh! A doctor of your calibre shouldn't be seeing patients."
After saying that, she walked away angrily, but it looked like she was running away.
On the other hand, Tristan looked at her retreating figure and could not help but smile.
What did he do?
It was just a French kiss, so why did she run away because of that?
Tristan then moved a little and felt a little pain, but he endured it in the end.
After coming out of the room, Priscilla was breathing heavily.
In just a few days, Tristan had kissed her several times. Although they were now husband and wife, she still couldn't get used to it.
Her lips hurt, and she was afraid that they were swollen!
He was such a savage brute!
Priscilla cursed secretly and swiftly returned to her room. She then looked into the mirror and saw that her lips were indeed swollen.
"Urgh! What a shameful jerk!"
This time, Priscilla really cursed out loud.
How could she meet other people in this state? She was so embarrassed!
Tristan, on the other hand, was in a good mood. He picked up the phone and called Mateo and Morgan. Then, he explained the situation to them and requested a break.
"Huh? Why are you applying for leave at this time? Tristan, what are you doing?"
Mateo was surprised and a little confused when he heard what Tristan had said.
However, Tristan said with a smile, "Uncle Mateo, I'm injured."
"Is your injury serious? Where are you hurt? Hurry back. I'll send you back home to rest."
Mateo didn't know that Tristan was injured just now, but he became anxious when he heard about
However, Tristan felt a little frustrated and said hurriedly, "Prissy is here."
"What does she going over have anything to do with you coming back to recover? Send me your location!"
Tristan was depressed again when he heard what Mateo had sais.
Alright, he finally understood why Mateo was still single despite his age.
His EQ was definitely...
Urgh! How annoying!
"Uncle Mateo, I have my wife taking care of me, so you don't have to worry. If you have spare time, you should pay more attention to the girls around you instead."
Tristan did his best to persuade Mateo.
Mateo's brows furrowed tightly after hearing this.
"What girls? I don't have time for that! Instead, I have to report back to Santell Capital after the matters in Angolla are settled. Now, do you want to send your location to me or not?"
"No, I don't."
After that, Tristan hung up the phone.
He was even a little worried when he heard what Mateo had said. Alas! Could Mateo ever find a wife with that stubborn personality of his? Was it up to Tristan to pass down the Hans family name now?
What a pity!
Tristan became sad when he thought about this.
The Hans family initially had a lot of family members. Now there were only two bachelors left, but they weren't in a hurry to get married. What should he do?
At this thought, Tristan couldn't help but worry.
Later, after assigning the tasks he had to someone else, Tristan could finally relax.
Now he just needed to take good care of the Acker family and Teagan. Furthermore, he needed to deal with his father's funeral as well.
Just like what Priscilla said, if Lebanon wanted to sit on the throne, he had to hone his skills. Hence, this was the best time for Lebanon to do so.
Meanwhile, Tristan's lips curled into a smile again when he recalled the expression that Priscilla had as she left the room earlier.
Hmm... Priscilla seemed to be very concerned about his upper body?
At this thought, Tristan looked at his bandaged upper body again. A few years back, he was still weak, but he wasn't sure whether Priscilla liked the muscles that he had now. However, he was confident that he would not lose to Priscilla in bed right now.
He had heard that Priscilla couldn't bear children, but he didn't believe in this. Therefore, it didn't matter what terminal or complicated disease she had, as he would still try to cure her.
On the other hand, Priscilla didn't know what Tristan was planning at all. Instead, shut herself inside her room and decided not to go out until her mouth wasn't swollen anymore.
Meanwhile, when Desmond received the news that Mango wanted him to go back, he was slightly stunned but quickly packed up his luggage. When he went outside, he noticed that Haniya had also packed up her luggage and planned to return to Ocean City with him.
In the past half month, they had been going through intense training every day. He couldn't explain his emotions as he witnessed Haniya changing from a weak girl to a female warrior with defensive capabilities.
Right now, her complexion had turned into a healthy tan colour, and her gaze became sharper. But at the moment when she saw Desmond, she still smiled.
"Are you going back with me?"
"Yeah."
Desmond still didn't say much, but Haniya's heart sped up whenever she looked into his beautiful, blue eyes.
No matter what Desmond went through, he was always calm. However, she couldn't be that indifferent.
"Madam is back. Therefore, Ned asked me to go back and take care of her."
"Alright."
Desmond was a man of few words.
Meanwhile, Haniya was a little nervous.
After all, she had been with Desmond for a long time, but Desmond was always so reticent. He had never said more than twenty sentences to her, except when he had argued with Marissa's parents.
Haniya suddenly felt that she was torturing herself.
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