Chapter 842 Open Your Mouth

Elias kept kissing Ashley's eyelids, gently pecking at them as if trying to remove the things that her eyes had seen.

Unable to stand his sticky kisses, she leaned away. "I'm wearing makeup. Aren't you worried about getting a mouthful of chemicals?"

Elias didn't mind, but seeing that Ashley didn't like it, he stopped kissing her and asked, " Will it help?"

Would going to Beathan for "treatment" help?

Ashley pursed her lips. "I don't know."

Elias decided to say, "I don't think that it will work. Stop going to him for treatment. I can help you instead."

"Forget it." Ashley looked at him nonchalantly. "Every time I see you and go to court, I just think of that day."

What an unpleasant topic.

Elias decided to change the subject.

He reached out to tuck the strands of her hair that had fallen in front back behind her ear. Then, he started to play with her earlobe.

"You guys had Teyland food tonight. Did you notice that it was made by me?" he asked. Ashley looked up. "You made it?"

"Yes," he said with a lazy tone. "Have you ever met a husband as virtuous as me? I was worried that the chefs there wouldn't cook hygienic or nutritious food, so I did it myself."

He said while snickering, "Damn, Beathan got lucky. Even my own mother hasn't had food I've cooked."

In other words, the only person he'd ever cooked for was Ashley.

Nobody could remain unmoved by such exclusive affection, and Ashley was no exception. Though she remained silent, her eyes weren't as distant as usual, and she didn't pull away from his mischievous hand.

Elias had rubbed her delicate earlobe until it turned red. He swallowed hard, and his voice grew deeper. "Close your eyes."

Ashley made a questioning "Hmm?"

Elias leaned in, his tall nose brushing against her face, his breath warm on her skin. "Honey, can I kiss you again? The kind where I use my tongue."

Ashley's lashes fluttered rapidly.

Was she unable to keep up with how bold younger people were getting these days, or was Elias just shameless? How could he say such a thing?

Ashley pushed him away. "Where'd the car come from?"

Elias answered nonchalantly, "I gave a taxi driver 10 thousand bucks to let me borrow it for the day."

"Give it back to him. Let's go home, the car smells kind of bad," Ashley said.

Elias interpreted her words carefully.

She didn't say no to the kiss, and she mentioned going home. Did that mean they were kissing at home instead?

A grin spread across his face. "Alright!"

Ashley didn't quite understand what he was so happy about, but since he was always smiling like a fool, she didn't pay him any mind.Text © 2024 .

She texted Emelie, telling her that she had met with Beathan that day.

Emelie immediately called her, but when Ashley answered, she hung up. Ashley was puzzled.

After about ten seconds, Emelie texted back. "I ran into someone. I'll call

you tomorrow."

Meanwhile, Elias had already returned to the driver's seat. He buckled up, shifted gears, and hit the gas pedal in one smooth motion, racing to the spot where he'd arranged to return the taxi. Then, he swapped back to his Rolls-Royce and drove Ashley back to Pearl Bay.

Ashley got out of the car and headed upstairs, her eyes still on her phone screen. As soon as she walked through the door and was about to change her shoes, she was suddenly pinned against the wall by a force.

Instinctively, Ashley looked up to see Elias leaning down. Desire was written on his rebellious and wild face.

"Come on, Ash. Open your mouth," he said.