Chapter 791 Okay, Mrs. Harrington
"Should I go too?"
"Of course, because you're still my wife."
"I won't be for much longer..."
"I think you just want me to kiss you."
"Alexander, can you..."
Before she could finish saying "Stop being so shameless," Victoria, who was being held by her face, found her chin pinched instead. His deep blue eyes stared at her. "We've already kissed anyway. If I give you my cold, we'll just take medicine together."
Anyway, he couldn't resist wanting to kiss her more.
Tonight, it was just the two of them, and he suddenly wanted more kisses.
When Victoria felt her pants' button being undone, the hairs on her arms and back stood up. "What are you doing?"
Victoria felt he was getting more and more out of line.
And there was a surveillance camera not far above them, the kind that rotates 360 degrees.
She was terrified. Could someone be watching them?
Wouldn't that be like live-streaming their lovemaking?
"Alexander, stop, there's a camera."
She was so nervous her voice got lighter.
Alexander was already kissing her neck. Hearing her mention the camera, he glanced at her, then followed her cute little finger pointing diagonally. After a while, he laughed, "You only told me to stop because you saw the camera? Let's go to the bedroom then."
"What?"
"We haven't made love in a long time."
He wanted to now.
As Alexander spoke, he was about to pick her up, but the host started the countdown.
So he held her in his arms until the host counted to one, and he still didn't let go.
"Happy New Year, Tori."
Victoria didn't know if it was an illusion, but when she heard this whisper, her nose felt a bit sour, and her lips couldn't help but move.
For some reason, even though she said Happy New Year, no sound came out.
He picked her up and carried her upstairs. She came to her senses and stared at him blankly, softly saying, "Alexander."
"What is it?"
"Happy New Year."
She finally made a sound.
Alexander immediately stopped.
Because her words were so serious.
She was genuinely wishing him well, but Alexander felt something was off. She was too serious.
Some bad memories flooded his mind. Yeah, Victoria had said she wouldn't get back together with him, so firmly.
Alexander had no choice but to put her down and go upstairs alone.
He suddenly seemed like his soul had been sucked out, coldly going upstairs alone.
And Victoria, in the end, returned to the living room sofa.
She lay there again, but this time alone, with a blanket, feeling quite comfortable.
She couldn't remember what program was on TV, just the vague sound of songs from the show, and her vision grew darker.
A familiar mint scent wafted over, giving her an inexplicable sense of peace, and she quickly fell asleep.
Alexander lay beside her, silently watching her.
He couldn't help but murmur, "They say I'm heartless, but Vicky, why does my heart hurt so much?"
When Victoria's hand slowly slipped inside his pajamas, the pain in his heart seemed instantly soothed.
He stared in surprise at Victoria, who was snuggled against him. She was holding him while she slept?
He knew she was always saying one thing and meaning another.
He almost fell for it and let her go.
Victoria signing that kind of agreement was just to piss him off.
She couldn't bear to part with Strawberry, nor with him either.
Alexander's eyes grew moist again, but he wasn't one to cry easily, not very manly.
The tenderness that hadn't appeared in his eyes for a long time finally resurfaced.
They were finally spending this New Year together.
He wanted to hold her tightly but was afraid of waking her.
He could only hold her gently, so precious and careful.
As the saying goes, she was the apple of his eye, and he was indeed very cautious.
The snow outside continued, the TV was still on but muted.
The main lights in the room were off, leaving only some warm wall and floor lamps.
Being far from the city, it was surprisingly quiet.
The roads were covered in pure white snow, spotless.
——
The dawn slowly unfolded. The heavy snow from last night lasted nearly three hours, then turned into a light, fine snow.
The household staff also got up later than usual, but seeing the two people sleeping on the sofa, they were careful not to disturb them.
Brett got up and saw them still there, quietly leaving the house.
He liked to go for a morning run to exercise.
The snow outside was only cleared where people needed to walk; the staff didn't clear much more.
Because Brett and Eloise felt very good seeing the white expanse in the morning.
Everyone was in a good mood that morning.
Arabella even secretly took a photo and bought the top trending spot.
The CEO of the Harrington Corporation and his wife were so loving.
Victoria woke up to the sound of the doorbell.
Even Alexander was startled awake. Feeling Victoria move in his arms, he looked outside, then immediately looked down at her.
He almost patted Victoria like he would Strawberry to coax her back to sleep.
But Victoria, barely able to open her eyes, squinted at him.
Alexander couldn't help but smile, softly saying, "Good morning, dear."
Victoria stared blankly, maintaining that position for a while.
Then her sore waist reminded her that she had indeed slept with him last night.
'Now we are covered with a warm blanket and holding each other?'
Yeah, she felt her hand on his waist. She quickly moved her hand away, then awkwardly sat up, trying to calm her racing heart before asking, "Didn't you leave last night?"
"I came back to remind you to take your cold medicine."
"And then?"
"I couldn't wake you, so I slept with you."
Alexander initially wanted to make an excuse but then decided not to.
He slept with his wife; what was there to hide?
He suddenly felt very proud, lying on the sofa with his hands behind his head, smiling.
Besides, everyone had seen them anyway, sleeping on the sofa under the same blanket.
Alexander's face showed a bit of disappointment but quickly disappeared, replaced by a forced arrogance.
He just suddenly realized that he was satisfied with just sleeping under the same blanket on the sofa all night without doing anything?
He felt a bit ashamed of himself but didn't care much.
He couldn't help but stare at her, "Do you want to change your clothes?"
Victoria cast a quick look at him, her gaze questioning his intent.
"It seems to be leaking."
Alexander said, looking at her chest.
Leaking?
Leaking what?
When Victoria saw where his eyes were looking, she quickly tried to get up, but he was lying on the outside, blocking her way. She struggled to climb over the sofa and had to swallow her anger, reminding him, "Mr. Harrington, could you please move?"
"Sure, Mrs. Harrington."
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