A Love Reborn: Finding Romance Twice In One Lifetime
Chapter 43: WEDDING NIGHT 6

Chapter 43: Chapter 43: WEDDING NIGHT 6

"Oh, my goodness! Hubby, did I hurt you?" she asked her tone laced with worry as she examined him.

She didn’t dare lash every part of his body but on the parts, she hit, the marks were there which was real evidence of what she had just done.

Some of the marks were a bit bloodied as well. But didn’t he say that it was fine? Did she go overboard?

Calista was worried. She didn’t want to fail to pleasure herself in the future just because she had hurt the man; she was supposed to do that too in the future.

Seeing her worried expression, Orson couldn’t help but chuckle softly. For no apparent reason, he felt very warmhearted upon knowing that she could get worried for him like that.

Although her lashes seemed a bit painful and drew blood, that wasn’t enough to make his iron body feel pain.

"You didn’t hurt me. I am just happy that I cried. This is very adventurous!" he could only say the half-truth as there was no way he was going to reveal the other truth to her.

If she were to know that, wouldn’t she kick him out without too much thought to it?

Calista heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that. She patted her bountiful chest which made her breasts jiggle as she said relievedly, "That’s good then. I wouldn’t want something to happen to you!" scared of becoming a widow for the second time.

Orson smiled at her reassuringly before saying, "Nothing will happen. I will make sure of that," meaning every single word he uttered.

With such an interesting person by his side, why should he let anything happen to him?

Seeing that Orson was back to his playful mode, Calista who had already suffered because of his reddened eyes, hurriedly got rid of the binds on his hands setting him free.

"Now that we are done with this wonderful session, how about you let my junior free as well? I have been holding it in pretty good for a while. Don’t I deserve a reward?" Orson coyly pleaded as he looked at her with a lustful gaze that made her body feel hot.

Calista looked at the man’s face as she licked her lips imagining how the next session would go before looking at that proud sword standing tall as if it hadn’t gotten its release twenty minutes ago after withholding for double the time.

"Since you have worked hard, I will reward you!" she responded with a sly smile on her face and continued, "How about you claim your reward for yourself in the process?" laying her body down on the bed next to him invitingly.

Facing such an open invitation, Orson who had tried his best to keep his cool during the whipping session lost in again for the umpteenth time.

Whether it was venting the bottled emotions he kept hidden for too long or enjoying the process, no one really knew and Calista didn’t care.

All she knew that night until it was dawn was that she didn’t make a mistake when abducting a husband.

And another important revelation was how looks could be deceiving.

Where was the man who was too shy to respond to her teasing disappeared to?

And where did this strong man capable of making her so tired like that come from?

But whatever it was, by the time she drifted to sleep at dawn, a smile was pasted on her face. Very satisfied with her husband’s pampering.

And Orson who had been drained all night long, followed along as he cuddled his wife to sleep finally, unaware of the chaos that would be awaiting them once they awaken.

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"Pftuiee! To think that you guys dare to shield that shameless vixen. I am truly ashamed to meet such people like you!" a bulky man with a scary scar on his face complained loudly, his spit flying everywhere as a group of villagers who were wearing unfriendly gazes surrounded him.

Susan looked at the man who appeared from nowhere an hour ago hatefully as she tried to rummage through her mind to find out who was so daring to even come up with such a nasty scheme.

"Your story is unbelievable. How can you boldly come to our village and accuse one of us of such infamy? If she had indeed done something like that, wouldn’t it be wise to report her to the authorities? And yet here you are, blaming and accusing an innocent woman for no reason at all!" Ma Susan retorted the man angrily, her hands on her waist, definitely fuming for meeting such a person.

The man however wasn’t one to back down so easily. Without caring about the older woman’s face, he rudely responded, "Who are you to tell me what to do with family affairs?"

"Heh! Family affairs! It took you more than a decade to deal with this family affair. Even if you hate someone, accusing someone of such a crime is truly hateful!"

The villagers began to attack the intruder strongly. Some of them might dislike the person being accused, but that was something that they alone were allowed to do and not outsiders.

"Are you all standing up for that wh****? Get me Calista here! She needs to answer for her crimes and tell me where she sent my son to!" the burly man hurled insults again as he pointed furiously at everyone, his hand holding a machete as if he wanted to cut someone.

Looking at the shameless man, the villagers didn’t know what to do with him, actually. Thinking about Calista and how sharp-tongued she was, they didn’t want to see drama. Or at least, watch as Calista embarrasses herself. That was why when the village chief stopped them from calling her, no one dared to go.

After living with her for five years, they knew her pretty well. Although she was pretentious and liked showing off, she didn’t seem to be the kind of person who would do such things as what this man was spitting.

However, was that really the case for everyone?

Just because others thought so, did that mean that everyone believed that to be the case?