Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 139 Turn into a wolf and eat her bite by bite (2 more updates)

Chapter 139: 139 Turn into a wolf and eat her bite by bite (2 more updates)

The qipao gifted by grandma was completely ruined in his hands.

She didn’t know where he had gotten such strength to mess up the clothes to that extent.

Zoe Bell felt heartbroken.

It was handmade, and she usually didn’t even like to wear it.

Gentle kisses dropped on her ear, spreading downwards, his voice tender, "Zoe, actually, you look especially beautiful in a qipao."

"It’s not ugly, I just..."

"I don’t want other people to see."

"From now on, will you wear the qipao only for me to see, okay?"

Zoe Bell naturally disliked the idea, as grandma had given her many pieces, hoping she would wear them out, not just for their private bedroom pleasures.

This request was really preposterous.

Seeing that Zoe Bell hadn’t agreed, William Hale didn’t rush but just held her and went to bed.

Her hair was half-dry, the strands slightly cool, damp, landing on her back and chest, the cool touch making her body tighten.

The damp hair brushed against her body.

Leaving a sensation of cool dampness.

But his body was very warm,

When he came close, both of their bodies were burning hot.

However, his fingers stumbled for a long time over the hook of her bra on her back, and it was Zoe Bell who ended up unfastening it herself.

William Hale took out a small box from the drawer, tilted his head and asked her, "Is strawberry flavor okay?"

Zoe Bell’s face reddened and collapsed.

Whatever!

Why ask her that at this time? He should just decide on his own.

At this moment, William Hale seemed to have completely shed his past pretense.

Turning into a wolf,

as if he wanted to consume her, bite by bite, slowly.

Forceful,

He was usually so calm and serious, maintaining self-control, but now he was completely unlike the man he usually was.

—

High up the wind was strong, the onset of autumn began to erode everything.

The bedroom seemed isolated from the world, despite the air conditioning and the cool breeze, it still felt hot.

Time flowed slowly and lengthily.

Zoe Bell felt extremely tired.

Her right leg was already injured and couldn’t withstand much.

Now, it felt so sore she could hardly lift it.

It was already two-thirty in the morning!

Wrapped softly in the blanket, she was scooped up by William Hale again, which scared her so much she just wanted to find a place to hide.

"I just want to wipe down your body," William Hale explained.

Was that reaction necessary?

William Hale’s movements were very gentle, and Zoe Bell was too lazy to move, letting him tend to her.

Seeing some red marks on her body, William Hale realized how wanton he had been, the person he had yearned for and thought about for so many years, it was hard for him to hold back.

Her voice was soft and coquettish, whispering in his ear.

Constantly seducing,

Tempting him,

For a moment,

He forgot himself.

"I’ll be more careful next time," William Hale said.

"A man’s mouth is a lying ghost," Zoe Bell muttered.

William Hale chuckled softly, "Hearing that tone, it sounds like you still have some energy left."

"No, I am very tired!" Zoe Bell tightened the blanket around herself again.

William Hale then went to take a shower, and when he returned to bed, he lay on her, kissing her for a while. He always had vigorous energy, and now he wasn’t the least bit sleepy, but Zoe Bell couldn’t withstand his antics.

"Today when you saw Serena Conner, she called me ’brother’, and you didn’t get jealous at all?" William Hale kissed the corner of her lips.

"You don’t even like her."

There was no need to be jealous over someone irrelevant.

"Zoe, call me ’brother’ too; I always hear you call me Mr. Hale, as if you’ve never called me by any other names."

"How haven’t I called you that, I’ve also called you ’husband’ before."

"Then call me ’brother’ once more."

Zoe Bell felt her face heat up, refusing to speak.

Kissed by him

Held by him

Cajoled by him...

She couldn’t escape, her waist pinned down, a layer of mist gathering in her eyes, until she called him ’brother’, thinking he would finally give it a rest.

But he leaned in close to her ear, his voice tinged with laughter, "Very good."

"Here’s your reward."

Resulting in,

A room in chaos again.

Reward?

It wasn’t clear who was actually being rewarded!

The first time, it wasn’t as painful as rumored, just her waist and legs were weak.

Zoe Bell, usually strong, couldn’t keep up, and he carried her to the guest bedroom next door.

He took another cold shower,

But his warmth was unyielding.

Zoe Bell didn’t want to be near him, but he insisted on holding her close.

She struggled, and he warned her:

"Don’t move?"

His tone was assertive.

Zoe Bell bit her lip and said nothing more.

After all, opposing him only led her to disadvantage.

She drifted into thoughts of various encounters with William Hale.

Before she drifted into deep sleep, she murmured, "Mr. Hale..."

"What is it?"

"When did you start liking me exactly?"

William Hale’s voice was deep and husky as he kissed her earlobe, "I have liked you for a very long time."

By then, Zoe Bell had already fallen into a deep sleep.

A slight smile involuntarily curved up at the corners of William’s mouth:

Because,

She finally, completely, belonged to him.

William Hale was excited, so he didn’t sleep long. As his biological clock kicked in, he woke up, and Zac Cruz arrived as scheduled to pick him up for work, only to be stunned for a moment to see his boss still in pajamas.

Especially when he saw the scratch on his neck.

His heart trembled:

Didn’t his wife go back with Cousin Miss from the Hugh family last night? What happened...

Could it be?

Zac Cruz was astounded, he finally got what he wished for.

His wife was always gentle-natured; what extent was she pushed to scratch him?

William Hale was making coffee and glanced at him, "Want a cup?"

Zac Cruz forced a smile, "It’s not right for you to make coffee for me."

"So, are you drinking, or not?"

"I’ll drink."

When Zac Cruz took the coffee in his hands, he noticed the latte art floating on top.

His boss was in such a good mood?

Having coffee and still making all these fancy patterns.

"Boss, are you still going to the office today?" Zac Cruz sipped his coffee, probing.

"Not going, is there anything urgent to handle?"

"Not really, just three documents that need your signature. I’ll bring them over to you later." Zac Cruz finished his coffee and happily headed to the office; with the boss on a break, he also relaxed.

When Zoe Bell went to sleep, it was almost 4 a.m. She slept so deeply that she didn’t even notice her phone vibrating.

When the phone was picked up, Hannah Johnson’s voice came through:

"Zoe, it’s me." Her voice was tinged with laughter, sounding quite cheerful.

"It’s me," William Hale spoke.

Hannah Johnson’s voice suddenly turned cold, "Why is it you?"

"You looking for Zoe for something?"

"Where is she?"

"She’s sleeping."

Hannah Johnson frowned, this conversation sounded too familiar.

It was almost noon, and the fact that she was still sleeping didn’t sit well with her, but as she listened carefully, she discerned an overly joyful tone in her cousin’s voice and couldn’t help but sigh.

"Sis, anything else?" William Hale pressed.

"When she wakes up, have her call me back."

"You can tell me, and I’ll relay it to her."

"I don’t want to tell you!" Hannah Johnson said, and hung up the phone.

A good girl, and just like that, she was whisked away by this big bad wolf.

Such a pity.

Following her to earn money was such a good deal; she could definitely lead her to fortune.

Why marry?

Look, still sleeping in the middle of the day, wasting so much time.

Hannah Johnson sighed, went into the kitchen to prepare lunch, and Fanta sat just outside the kitchen, moving his pudgy body, wagging his tail, waiting for his feed.

——

When Zoe Bell awoke, it was already past one in the afternoon, and there was nobody beside her in the bed.

She instinctively pulled off the covers and got out of bed, and just as she set foot on the ground...

She nearly knelt down.

Thinking about last night, she still felt her face getting hot.

This man’s words were truly unreliable.

When William Hale heard the noise and pushed the door open, Zoe Bell was bending over, using the bed to stand up, her collar slightly opened, revealing the spotty kiss marks from the night before.

He hadn’t controlled his strength well last night, and her body was somewhat too marked.

Those lychee eyes were too innocent.

But the body that experienced the event had an additional enticing charm in her eyes and brow movements.

It seemed,

like she was deliberately seducing him.

"Where does it hurt?" William Hale controlled his desires.

Zoe Bell felt uncomfortable all over but bit her lip, "My legs hurt."

"Want me to carry you?"

"Yes."

Her voice was soft, very delicate.

Zoe Bell truly felt weak in the legs, and when he lifted her up, her arms naturally wrapped around his neck, "Why didn’t you go to work today?"

"To rest, to stay with you."

"I don’t need you to stay with me." Zoe Bell feared he might suddenly pounce on her, and torment her again.

"So, you don’t want me to stay with you?" William Hale looked down at the person in his arms, "Was it because I made you uncomfortable last night?"

Zoe Bell’s face suddenly blushed red, feeling as if her mind had exploded.