Chapter 832 Bullying Antonio
Antonio was stunned for a moment, then uncontrollably ecstatic, thinking Sarah planning to reconcile with him.
"Sarah." As soon as he spoke, his lips were sealed.
Sarah's soft kiss fell, her erratic breathing sprayed on his face, tickling him to the bone.
Antonio stiffened, then felt a surge of joy. Such a passionate Sarah was indeed rare!
The next moment, he raised his hand to hold the back of her head, deepening the kiss.
Sarah took the initiative, how could he not cooperate?
Moreover, he missed her so much.
Sarah was overwhelmed by his fervent kiss, her heart beating faster and faster, as if it was about to burst out. She tilted her head back, her eyes glistening.
"Antonio."
"I'm here." Antonio's movements were gentle, kissing her bit by bit. His hot breath swept behind her ear, making her body tense up.
Antonio got up, ready to carry her to the bed.
Sarah wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down, her voice trembling slightly.
"Right here."
"But..."
"I want it right here!" She bit Antonio's lip, knowing what he was worried about, and whispered, "I'll be careful, just right here."
Her soft moans felt like feathers brushing across his heart, sending a tingling sensation through his entire body.
Antonio couldn't bear it any longer and kissed her lips again.
Since Sarah got pregnant, this was the first time they had been so wild. It was almost midnight when she finally pushed him away, "No, I'm too tired."
Antonio chuckled lowly, and kissed her twice, his voice hoarse and charming, "Then let me carry you to the shower?"
"Okay." Sarah didn't even want to lift a finger, letting him take care of her.
After the shower, she almost fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed, her arm wrapped around Antonio's waist, as if their previous cold war was just an illusion, tacitly reconciling.
Antonio looked down and could see her, her cheeks still flushed, exuding a gentle tranquility.
He was actually quite flattered.
He came to Sarah's room tonight just to make his presence felt. If he could change Sarah's mind a bit, that would be even better.
He didn't expect Sarah to reconcile with him directly. This was simply a pleasant surprise.
Antonio couldn't help but kiss her forehead again, holding her tightly, and fell asleep with a smile.
But the next day, he couldn't smile anymore.
As soon as Sarah woke up, she felt a pair of intense eyes on her. She looked up to see Antonio gazing at her affectionately, his thumb gently stroking her face.
She frowned slightly, "Let go."
Antonio was silent, wondering what happened.
Seeing his puzzled expression, Sarah didn't explain anything, calmly got up and dressed, "Last night was just fulfilling our marital duties. Isn't that what you're supposed to do? You didn't misunderstand it as something else, did you?"
Her attitude made Antonio freeze.
"Sarah!" He eagerly reached out to grab her, "But you, didn't you hold me to sleep last night? Didn't you keep me here as a sign of reconciliation? Don't tease me, please?"
He wanted to be with Sarah every day, holding her to sleep!
Sarah listened to his plaintive tone, feeling a bit amused inside, but kept a cold face, prying his hand away, "Since we haven't divorced, isn't it normal for you to fulfill your duties as a husband? If you don't want to, fine, then you don't have to be my husband."
Antonio wailed, "I want to! Don't say that! I just, just..."
Sarah squinted at him, wanting to laugh inside but showing a doubtful expression, "Then why are you hesitating? Do you have some unspeakable secret? No wonder last night... sigh!"
Antonio was even more frustrated, "What about last night? If you're not satisfied, just tell me, Sarah! What do you mean by that!"
He really didn't understand, wasn't she happy many times? In the end, she was so tired she didn't want to move, wasn't that enough?
Sarah held back her laughter, "Forget it, let's not talk about it. Don't overthink it, I didn't mean anything else."
Antonio looked at her hesitant expression, as if she was protecting his dignity, and was completely stunned, falling into deep self-doubt!
After speaking, Sarah didn't look at him again, turned around, and went into the bathroom, very satisfied with her performance.
If she showed even a little kindness, Antonio would probably revert to his old ways.
Antonio stared at her cold back, looking hurt and aggrieved.
It took him a while to realize she must have said that on purpose.
He was both angry and amused. Last night she was fine, how did she deliberately provoke him after just one night?
They had already shared a bed and slept together, wasn't that reconciliation?
Could it be, in her mind, that he was just a useful tool?
When Sarah came out of the bathroom, Antonio was already dressed, his tall and handsome figure exuding charm even without doing anything.
Her eyes flashed, almost getting mesmerized again.
"Why haven't you left yet?" Sarah asked.
Antonio's eyes drooped, looking somewhat pitiful, "Sarah, you can't just leave me hanging."
Sarah didn't expect him to be so thick-skinned, even bringing up the responsibility after sex, and clicked her tongue, "What do you mean? Didn't you enjoy it?"
Antonio was about to speak when the servant's voice suddenly came from the door. "Mrs. Valencia, Mr. Francis Valencia and Mr. Diaz are here."
"Got it." Sarah raised an eyebrow at Antonio, signaling him to let go, "Francis and Mr. Diaz are here, you don't want them to see us like this, do you?"
Antonio sighed, "We'll talk later then."
When the couple went downstairs, Guadalupe and Francis were both in the living room, the atmosphere subtly tense.
Sarah exchanged a glance with Antonio and walked over together. "Francis, Mr. Diaz, good morning."
Francis nodded gently, "Good morning, Sarah."
Guadalupe glanced at him, then looked up, "Good morning, Ms. Miller and Mr. Antonio Valencia."
His tone seemed to carry a chill, making Sarah instinctively rub her arms, "No need to be so formal, Mr. Diaz. What would you like for lunch? I'll have the kitchen prepare it."
As her gaze swept over Guadalupe's face, she suddenly noticed a bruise at the corner of his mouth, as if he had been hit.
Somehow, Sarah couldn't help but sneak a glance at Francis.
Why did it feel like Guadalupe's injury had something to do with Francis?
The more she thought about it, the weirder it seemed!
Could it be that these two fought behind closed doors?
How did Francis get along with Guadalupe, it was really strange.
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