Betrayed by Four: Reborn, Their Rival Mafia Lord Became My Husband - Chapter 140: Chapter 140
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The sensation on the lips was scorching, carrying the taste of Hurley with it.
The handsome features were so close, seemingly relished by Hurley. His high, straight nose brushed against hers, their breaths intertwined. At that moment, it was impossible to distinguish whose heartbeat was pounding loudly.
Even though she had been married to Hurley for over a year, the number of times Hurley kissed her could be counted on one hand.
This was because Hurley detested her disfigured face, finding her very ugly. Even during intimate moments at night, the lights had to be turned off, let alone the possibility of him kissing her.
Sometimes, when Hurley wasn't paying attention, she would quietly approach him and then launch a surprise attack.
She could never forget Hurley's disgusted expression, and then using a damp tissue to wipe the places she had kissed, as if she carried some sort of virus.
At that time, Sophie was emotionally innocent. Although she felt deeply saddened, she didn't say anything.
She truly liked Hurley. Back then, she didn't understand what it meant to like someone, she just wanted to give Hurley all the sweetest candies in the world.
And now, this kiss left Sophie dazed.
Hurley originally intended to tease Sophie, to make her understand that men were a frightening kind of creature.
However, upon tasting Sophie's flavor, his once proud self-control vanished entirely. He even wanted to pry apart her shell-like teeth, craving more of that sweetness.
It wasn't until Sophie noticed Hurley's intention to take further action that she realized.
Without thinking, she directly extended her hand, ready to slap Hurley across the face. However, Hurley reacted swiftly, gripping Sophie's wrist directly.
The previous tenderness vanished instantly, and Hurley couldn't help but say, "Sophie, why are you so violent?"
Was she the violent one?
"If some scoundrel bullies your daughter in the future, not only would you deliver a slap, you might even wipe out his entire lineage."
Hurley imagined it for a moment, and indeed, that might be the case. His cherished daughter was so well-behaved; he couldn't let any other rotten kid take advantage of her when she grew up!
"Let me go!" Sophie pulled her wrist back.
Hurley hesitated for a moment, as if trying to assess whether Sophie would strike him with a punch.
After all, he had been left with panda-like eyes from the last beating, needing to wear sunglasses for a good two days to recover.
"If I wanted to hit you, I would have done it already!" Sophie waved her other hand.
Only then did Hurley release her. Sophie got off his lap and then looked at the photo Hurley had taken.
In the photo, the kissing couple was very clear, an excellent picture in terms of angle and other aspects. Sophie gently bit her lip, feeling like her heartbeat was a bit fast.
Unknowingly, a hint of pleasure tinted her mood.
If Matilda provoked her again next time, she would actually send this photo to annoy her.
"You should eat more," Hurley's voice came from beside her.
Just now, when Sophie sat on his lap, it felt genuinely light. Sophie was too thin, even her chin was sharp.
Although she was thin, her body was still quite well-endowed, with all the right curves in the right places.
"I appreciate Mr. Hurley's concern," she said. Her appetite wasn't small; she just had certain preferences when it came to food.
When she was younger at the Michaels family's home, she couldn't dine with Daniel and the others. She didn't even have leftovers because the servants would eat those. She only had the less appetizing dishes, often repeatedly.
This resulted in her disliking many dishes, being extremely picky about food.
Hurley's fingertips lightly tapped, thinking of something, and he looked at Sophie. "Do you really like seafood?"
"Why, is Mr. Hurley planning to reserve a whole ocean for me?"
The handsome features were so close, seemingly relished by Hurley. His high, straight nose brushed against hers, their breaths intertwined. At that moment, it was impossible to distinguish whose heartbeat was pounding loudly.
Even though she had been married to Hurley for over a year, the number of times Hurley kissed her could be counted on one hand.
This was because Hurley detested her disfigured face, finding her very ugly. Even during intimate moments at night, the lights had to be turned off, let alone the possibility of him kissing her.
Sometimes, when Hurley wasn't paying attention, she would quietly approach him and then launch a surprise attack.
She could never forget Hurley's disgusted expression, and then using a damp tissue to wipe the places she had kissed, as if she carried some sort of virus.
At that time, Sophie was emotionally innocent. Although she felt deeply saddened, she didn't say anything.
She truly liked Hurley. Back then, she didn't understand what it meant to like someone, she just wanted to give Hurley all the sweetest candies in the world.
And now, this kiss left Sophie dazed.
Hurley originally intended to tease Sophie, to make her understand that men were a frightening kind of creature.
However, upon tasting Sophie's flavor, his once proud self-control vanished entirely. He even wanted to pry apart her shell-like teeth, craving more of that sweetness.
It wasn't until Sophie noticed Hurley's intention to take further action that she realized.
Without thinking, she directly extended her hand, ready to slap Hurley across the face. However, Hurley reacted swiftly, gripping Sophie's wrist directly.
The previous tenderness vanished instantly, and Hurley couldn't help but say, "Sophie, why are you so violent?"
Was she the violent one?
"If some scoundrel bullies your daughter in the future, not only would you deliver a slap, you might even wipe out his entire lineage."
Hurley imagined it for a moment, and indeed, that might be the case. His cherished daughter was so well-behaved; he couldn't let any other rotten kid take advantage of her when she grew up!
"Let me go!" Sophie pulled her wrist back.
Hurley hesitated for a moment, as if trying to assess whether Sophie would strike him with a punch.
After all, he had been left with panda-like eyes from the last beating, needing to wear sunglasses for a good two days to recover.
"If I wanted to hit you, I would have done it already!" Sophie waved her other hand.
Only then did Hurley release her. Sophie got off his lap and then looked at the photo Hurley had taken.
In the photo, the kissing couple was very clear, an excellent picture in terms of angle and other aspects. Sophie gently bit her lip, feeling like her heartbeat was a bit fast.
Unknowingly, a hint of pleasure tinted her mood.
If Matilda provoked her again next time, she would actually send this photo to annoy her.
"You should eat more," Hurley's voice came from beside her.
Just now, when Sophie sat on his lap, it felt genuinely light. Sophie was too thin, even her chin was sharp.
Although she was thin, her body was still quite well-endowed, with all the right curves in the right places.
"I appreciate Mr. Hurley's concern," she said. Her appetite wasn't small; she just had certain preferences when it came to food.
When she was younger at the Michaels family's home, she couldn't dine with Daniel and the others. She didn't even have leftovers because the servants would eat those. She only had the less appetizing dishes, often repeatedly.
This resulted in her disliking many dishes, being extremely picky about food.
Hurley's fingertips lightly tapped, thinking of something, and he looked at Sophie. "Do you really like seafood?"
"Why, is Mr. Hurley planning to reserve a whole ocean for me?"
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