Chapter 357 Marital Property
"Yes," Alexander said.
Alexander thought, 'What more could you want? But since you're in my bed, you can ask for whatever you want.'
"What if it's a ship?" Victoria asked tentatively.
Unexpectedly, her hand was held under the covers, making her blush and unable to focus on him.
"It'll be named after you." Alexander didn't expect her to have this interest.
But he supported it, after all, her touch felt so good.
"Well, how about an island?" Victoria also reached her hand under the covers, holding his wrist to stop him from moving around again.
"Is that not possible?" Alexander replied.
Victoria's voice was still gentle.
But her happiness was evident.
At this moment, she thought, ‘It would be best if he were a miser.’
Then she could kick him out and not let him touch her again.
As the saying went, to see if a man truly wanted you, just look at whether his willingness to spend money on you.
If he offered even more, that was true love. If he had ten dollars, would he be willing to spend eight on you? If he had a hundred thousand, would he be willing to spend eighty thousand on you? If he offered even more, then that was true love.
"Okay, you pick where and tell me. But I have to tell you, after marriage, I've already bought two islands, which belong to our marital property after marriage."
The properties he bought after marriage all belonged to their marital property. However, he never stopped buying.
In other words, she actually owned them too.
Victoria looked at him.
Why did he agree?
They hadn't even had an intimate relationship as a married couple yet.
Victoria felt he must be fooling her. As he wasn't even honest in bed, she leaned against him playfully and asked, "Then give me two more islands, the kind where we can escape from the world."
"Sure, but Mrs. Harrington, you can escape from the world, but not your husband, okay?"
Alexander really didn't care about money matters, but her charming and obedient appearance told him she was calculating something else.
Victoria's heart warmed as she thought, ‘Is he a mind reader? How does he know what I'm thinking?’
"Mrs. Harrington, why is your skin so smooth?"
Alexander suddenly asked.
Victoria came to her senses, blushing and trying to stop him, her voice almost failing, "Alexander, don't mess around."
"Don't move. There seems to be something on your body."
Alexander held her tightly, while Victoria, afraid, reflexively raised herself, getting closer to him.
Alexander felt that this moment was truly worth dying for.
What were ships, yachts, and islands?
What were they all about?
They didn't match his wife's status at all.
His wife deserved all the wonders of the world.
"No, Alexander, don't do this. I'm scared," Victoria mumbled.
She was terrified.
He seemed to have muscles, and they were so hard and firm.
Clutching her, Alexander finally stopped upon hearing her tender, timid ‘scared’.
Although he had planned not to rush, he slowly let go of her a bit, and asked her softly, "I won't make love to you, but can you promise me something?"
"What is it?" Victoria asked.
"Don't take off the ring and the gifts I give you again," Alexander said seriously.
"..."
"If you don't agree..."
Alexander pretended to tease her again.
Victoria, blushing, leaned against his shoulder. "Okay, okay, I promise."
Alexander still held her gently, laughing to himself as he snuggled against her shoulder.
He tried to keep it in, but couldn't hold back.
His wife was just so good at being threatened.
When they went downstairs for breakfast, Grandma Harrington was so happy that she kept urging Victoria to eat more.
"Darling, eat more. You need to eat more to have energy."
"Grandma, I can eat more, but what do I need energy for?" Victoria asked curiously.
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