Chapter 111 I Want to Eat You, Darling
Unexpectedly, humiliation found Michael in the unlikeliest of places; he received a sting delivered by an assistant.
Michael gathered his briefcase and left without revisiting the subject of his daughter.
Natalie, meanwhile, breathed a sigh of relief, bringing the food out of the food container.
Natalie's intention remained straightforward. In light of Oliver fulfilling his duty as a husband responsible and protecting her reputation by dispelling online rumors, she felt compelled to reciprocate in kind.
However, Oliver did not share the same perspective. He sat on the couch with legs crossed and smirked at Natalie, saying, “Mrs. Windsor, you’re really like a wife earlier, chasing my admirers away…”
Normally, Oliver did not like women making a fuss, but he found it quite enjoyable when Natalie got angry over other women.
‘Is he mocking her? Who did I do all of that for?’
Natalie fought the urge to roll her eyes. Finally, she said, “I appreciate your help with the issue on the Internet.”
Oliver's gaze shifted to the array of dishes before him: baked salmon, shrimp salad, and a dessert, among many other dishes.
The spread was extravagant, an obvious gesture of gratitude.
"What online issue?" Oliver feigned ignorance.
Natalie suddenly found it amusing and could not help but tease him, "I’ve always gotten top scores in exams since I was little, and my IQ and logical abilities are pretty good. Are you denying this because I didn’t ask for help?"
After spending this period of time together, Natalie had some understanding of Oliver's behavior.
Oliver narrowed his eyes, thinking, ‘This woman has become bolder!’
Oliver felt uncomfortable after he was exposed, but he still asked righteously, "Do you want to thank me?”
"Yes!" Natalie nodded. The sensation of being protected by someone was genuinely warm and comforting.
However, the warmth only endured for ten seconds.
Oliver stood up, emanating a chilling aura.
Natalie had a foreboding sense and instinctively wanted to flee. Before she could take a step, he had already grabbed her, pressing her against the back of the couch. She leaned back, looking at Oliver’s face that was only inches away from hers.
"If you don't eat, the food will get cold," Natalie urged, pressing her hands against his chest and feeling the firm muscles beneath her fingertips.
"I'm hungry," Oliver's voice resonated, low and deep.
"Then hurry up..."
"But I want to eat you, baby."
Natalie was stunned and speechless.
‘H-he… actually called me baby?! How cheesy!’
He put one hand around Natalie's waist and the other on her face, adjusting her position to make it more comfortable. Without giving her time to react, his lips descended upon hers.
Natalie was kissed to the point where her head was spinning, but she still held on to a string of reason. When she felt his hands growing restless, she quickly grabbed his hand.
“Oliver…”
His gaze was unprecedentedly sincere as he asked, “Don’t you want to?”
Natalie's heart trembled.
Natalie did not dare to say she fully understood Oliver, but his dominance and assertiveness were evident, often failing to consider her opinion.
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