Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica)

“Go home?'

“Am I completely exposed?’

Jessica followed Oliver and saw Simon, who had already helped open the door for them.

They got in the car and no one said anything. Simon started the car. The street lights flickered on the two people in the back seat.

Jessica looked at Oliver, who was resting with his eyes closed. She said in a low voice, "I'm sorry about what happened tonight. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have had the conflict with him."

Oliver ignored her sentence for a long time before replying, "He deserved that. I would have done the same for anyone else, even if it weren't for you."

"But will this cause a lot of trouble for the Williams Group?" Jessica felt so guilty.

At this moment, Oliver suddenly reached out his big hand and clenched her small hand.

Jessica froze immediately. Her instinct told her to break free, but she gave up the intention the next second

Oliver said, "The trouble will come anyway. It's better to solve it sooner rather than later.”

His eyes were fixed on Jessica's palm-sized face as he spoke. Perhaps it was because she was frightened and was too worried about what just happened, her face still had a look of panic. Oliver felt his heart beating in restlessness when he saw her expression. He remembered how Aaron had held her hand just now. He really wanted to cut his hand off. Instead, he just kicked Aaron once, which could be considered as mercy.

The man glanced at Jessica's delicate collarbone and looked down from there. His adam's apple was sliding up and down.

Suddenly, Oliver pressed her against the back seat and kissed her gently. Her lips tasted cold. The feeling of lips touching together spread fast through all their bodies. He used his tongue to open her mouth and deepened their kiss. He leaned over and started to enjoy her lips more.

Simon, who was driving, heard the noise behind him and looked in the rearview mirror. He did not expect that his serious-looking boss turned into a different person after having a wife. He quietly pulled up the fender between the front and back of the car. If Oliver knew that he had been peeping, he would be thrown out of the car.

Jessica couldn't do anything but let Oliver do whatever he wanted to do.

As far as she could remember, Oliver had never kissed her on the lips before.

She didn't mind the intimate actions today, maybe because she felt a little guilty. Seeing his handsome face and perfectly shaped chin under the dim light, she even felt that she could forgive him for what he had done to her. She thought she had really gone mad.

Jessica responded softly to his passionate kiss. Her whole body was on him now, soft and warm. Her eyes were so charming, and her cheeks were red.

The air temperature in the car was rising rapidly. Oliver's breathing became heavier.

They kept kissing for a while, and then his lips began to nibble her earlobes. This was one of her erogenous zones, and the kisses turned her on at once. She started to gasp a little for more air.

Oliver whispered in her ear in a voice that only they could hear, "I want you tonight.”

Like a shocked rabbit, Jessica pushed him away and adjusted her sitting position. Looking out of the window, she found that they had reached the entrance of GrandVille Apartments.

She saw Nanny Winnie waiting at the door when she got out of the car, "Young master, Madam, you are back. Do you want to have dinner now?"

"Not now. I'll call you if I need it." Oliver said so and went upstairs. Jessica was afraid that Nanny Winnie would find something strange and quickly followed him upstairs.

His steps were a little too big. He had already taken his clothes from the closet and was about to walk to the bathroom when Jessica entered the room.

Jessica took her own clothes and glanced at him. "You can take a shower first. I'll take a shower in the bathroom of the guest room.” She smelled like alcohol and wanted to take a shower at once.

Oliver didn't say anything. While Jessica was deciding on her clothes, she heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom and knew that Oliver was preparing the bath.

At some point, he came out of the bathroom again and grabbed Jessica, who was about to walk to the guest room. "We can take a bath together.”

Jessica found his request absurd and was about to refuse him. Before she could say anything, she was picked up by Oliver and was taken into the bathroom.

Oliver was naked, revealing his well-built muscles. No wonder he could kick Aaron so hard.

Jessica was too embarrassed to take off her clothes. The embarrassment on her face was completely seen by Oliver.

"Do you want to do it yourself, or do you want my help?"

Even though they had already done the most intimate things, and he had seen her naked before, she still felt nervous.

She frowned and said in a low and hoarse voice, "I'll do it myself.”

It had already passed midnight after the sex.

Jessica didn't eat at all at the dinner party. Her stomach started to make noises when they were making love, which made her a little embarrassed. However, since he didn't seem to mind it at all, she pretended that she couldn't hear it either. However, she really felt hungry now.

The servants at home had already gone to bed by now. She was too embarrassed to bother them again. She put on her nightgown and wanted to go downstairs to find something to eat.

Seeing this, Oliver asked, "Why are you going downstairs now?"

“I'm a little hungry. I want to find something to eat.”

"It's cold downstairs. You can stay in the room. I'll go down to the kitchen to make some noodles."

Jessica thought that she had misheard him. He actually said that he was going downstairs to make some noodles for her. She never knew that he could cook. She found the whole situation unbelievable.

Soon, Oliver came back with two bowls of noodles. Each one was covered with a well-made fried egg. The yolk and the egg white were perfectly separated. There was also a pinch of cilantro on the top of the egg. Only looking at it could make her mouth water.

"Thank you." Jessica stopped pretending. She sat in the chair, picked up her chopsticks, and started eating. It tasted even better than the noodles in fancy restaurants.

Oliver saw her gobbling up and knew that she must be starving. "If one is enough, you can eat this one too."

He pushed his bowl of noodles over as he spoke.

She hadn't swallowed all the food in the mouth, so she shook her head repeatedly. After a pause, she said, "You didn't eat much either, did you? Eat something.”

Besides, he was the person who did all those "exercises" earlier, after they came back. He must be starving as well.

The two of them sat at the table and ate together. The atmosphere was harmonious, and they looked like a real couple.