Chapter 573
The night was as dark as ink.
Sparse moonlight fell on the balcony, casting a light on the tall and slender figure of that person.
Haley lifted the blanket, quietly got out of bed, and took out a dagger hidden in the drawer.
Step by step, she approached the balcony.
Then, Haley suddenly opened the balcony door, strode forward, and restrained the person's arm with one hand. The dagger rested against his neck.
The person was forced to turn his face. The moonlight fell on his familiar face, making his features appear both clear and blurred.
Haley asked, "Ivan, what were you doing standing on the balcony?"
She quickly let go of Ivan, casually tossing the dagger on the coffee table on the balcony.
She scrutinized Ivan in the dim moonlight.
Ivan's features looked cold under the moonlight, and his expression was icy. He exuded an aura of coldness all over.
Just like when they first met.
No, the chill emanating from Ivan now was even more intense than when they first met.
Haley looked at Ivan and asked, "What happened with the church fire today? Did you find any clues?"
Ivan just gazed at her quietly, then suddenly stepped forward and cupped her face, asking, "What did you just call me?"
Haley replied, "I called you Ivan."
As soon as Haley said that, she felt embarrassed.
In the days leading up to the wedding, they had been together all the time. Ivan persistently called her Darling and insisted she call him Darling, too.
Haley decided to change the term of endearment immediately after the wedding.
She thought she could get away with it, but Ivan had remembered.
Haley cleared her throat and said, "Can I call you Darling? Is that okay?"
Under the moonlight, Haley's ears and profile blushed with a mix of coyness and shyness.
Ivan's gaze grew darker. He kneaded Haley's shoulder lightly and then firmly.
In a husky voice, he said, "This is our wedding night."
Haley knew what Ivan had in mind when she heard that.
She was about to speak when she suddenly paused.
She thought, 'Why did Ivan's voice sound strange?'
Frowning, Haley asked, "Was your throat affected by the fire?"
"The smoke was thick, and there was a lot of dust, so my throat does feel a bit uncomfortable." Ivan's hand moved from Haley's shoulder down to her waist, and he firmly slapped her buttocks.
"The night is precious. Let's go to bed," Ivan said forcefully.
Ivan embraced Haley and led her to the bed.
A very uncomfortable feeling suddenly rose in Haley's heart.
Haley had been with Ivan for some time, but he had never been so rough with her.
The forceful slap on her buttocks made her feel somewhat humiliated.
Ivan had a higher education, so where had he learned that from?
Haley suppressed her discomfort.
But as Ivan drew closer, he pressed her onto the bed, his lips lingering on her neck.
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