Accidental love II novel Chapter 69

Things changed so fast. No one could predict what would happen in the future. What was the point of thinking too much?

Marcus in the wheelchair didn't say a word, but his cold face softened.

He had to admit that he was moved.

He was so noble and elegant. Even if he couldn't stand up or see, his natural noble and elegant temperament made him like a king even if he sat like this, making it impossible for others to ignore his charm.

Thinking of this, Janice shook her head quickly and tried to calm herself down, saying, "Marcus, you are my husband. I should take good care of you and trust you enough. If someone else hurts you, I will be always your side!"

Janice made Marcus feel so touched.

Suddenly, he violently yanked her into his arms.

Feeling the familiar breath from him drifting into her nose, Janice felt that her mind buzzed, as if he had already occupied all her mind. Every trace of air she breathed in was full of the smell of a man.

Last time in the study, he suddenly hugged her, and then...

The scene instantly popped into her mind. She felt so shy and she was blushed.

She felt her breath was gradually taken away by him. Then she collapsed in his arms, and involuntarily raised her hand to hug his neck.

He seemed very satisfied with her reaction

He was enjoying it.

At the same time, she lost control

However, before she hadn't fully reacted or put her hands on his back, he pushed her away.

When she recovered, he had already turned around the wheelchair, facing her with his wide back.

"Janice, go out first." His voice was hoarse and low.

Janice stood there, confused by his completely different attitude before and after.

In the first second, he still hugged her, but in the next second, he pushed her away, which made her feel so dumbfounded.

Apart from being shy, she was also so confused.

Thinking of the kiss again, Janice felt that her breathing and heartbeat were rapid.

Because she didn't want to hurt his feelings, she didn’t push him away when he kissed her last time. But what about this time?

Moreover, she even enjoyed kissing him more than last time, allowing herself to be kissed by him.

What was wrong with her? Feeling ashamed and angry, Janice ran back to the bedroom.

After Janice left, Marcus' panting gradually calmed down. His desire slowly cooled down. Under the dazzling light in the room, his stern face looked extremely deep.

Marcus came to the desk in the wheelchair, stretched out the drawer in the middle of the desk, and took out a photo from a book.

His fingers rubbed back and forth on the photo, as if he was treating a treasure.

In the photo, a four or five-year-old girl was squatting on the ground and staring at an injured kitten. Her profile was delicate and soft.

"Who the hell are you? Are you my lucky star?" Marcus muttered to himself, sighing lightly.

This photo evoked his memory.