The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 1132 - 1112: Finally... Gone!

Chapter 1132: Chapter 1112: Finally... Gone!

Chapter 1112

When Sienna Harrison saw her son hurry into the house with his arms around his daughter-in-law, she thought her eyes were deceiving her.

"Son, what are you doing?"

Wait, this isn’t right. He’s carrying her. "Wait, Nora, what’s wrong? Are you hurt?"

Nana Jensen: "..."

Could she really tell her they were rushing to get into bed together?

Her mother-in-law had nagged them just this morning. The subtleties of life are indeed delicate; just this morning they were merely acting, but in a few hours, everything had completely changed. They were now willing participants!

Indeed, love was never a matter of timing!

Sometimes, after living for several decades, people still don’t understand their own hearts. Sometimes, with just a few words, they’re ready to give themselves away completely, even if it’s not because of love.

"Mom, I’m fine!"

Perhaps because she felt guilty, Nana Jensen’s face had flushed all the way to her ears.

"Really? Nothing’s wrong?"

Sizing up her son’s darkened face, Sienna Harrison looked suspicious and blocked the stairs. "Son, be honest for leniency, resist for severity. Did you do something inappropriate to Nora?"

"Inappropriate? Is there something inappropriate between a husband and wife?"

Barely containing himself as his mother continued to meddle, he almost burst out, "Mom, if you don’t move, your son won’t be able to give you grandchildren!"

"When did I ask you for grandsons? I want granddaughters! Willy Smith, I want granddaughters!"

Nana Jensen: "..."

How endearing her mother-in-law was, knowing that whether it’s a boy or a girl is up to the man to determine, so she only nagged her own son, not her daughter-in-law!

"Mom, isn’t it whether you want grandsons or granddaughters that’s bothering you right now, but rather giving your son a chance to have them, so can you please step aside? Can you stop keeping us from going to have children?"

Sienna Harrison: "..."

"Turns out, son, you rushed back home in broad daylight to hit the bed sheet, huh?"

Sienna Harrison widened her eyes in disbelief, staring at her own son, almost flabbergasted, "Son, didn’t you just hit the bed sheet this morning? It’s only noon, and you want to do it again?"

"No way, absolutely not. You may not care about your body, but you can’t just ignore Nora. She was just tormented this morning, and now again? A man who only enjoys himself without caring whether a woman lives or dies is a scumbag, and I will never let my son become one!"

Willy Smith: "..."

This mother clearly had the ability to drive a saint mad.

This morning, she forcefully made them hit the bed sheet, and straight away, it brought out a wicked fire in him, almost burning him with desire. And now, when they can’t wait to hit the bed sheet again, she’s standing in the way. Isn’t she pushing him towards death?

"Mom, even Nora isn’t calling me a scumbag. Why are you worrying about this? If you have the time to meddle, you might as well go home now and hit the bed sheet with dad. Please, I’m begging you not to get in our way!"

Having said that, Willy Smith glanced towards the entrance and then exclaimed in surprise, "Dad, you finally arrived. Please, take this demon away fast, or your son will be ruined!"

"Dad?"

Upon hearing this, Sienna instinctively looked towards the main entrance, only to see that there was no one there and none of the familiar figures of her husband around. "Brat, how dare you deceive me!"

Having said this, just as she turned her head to start furiously berating Willy, she found that the figure in front of her had already bypassed her and gone upstairs.

Nana Jensen’s head was buried in Willy Smith’s chest, trying her best not to look at her mother-in-law’s face, which was contorting with anger. Yet, she also felt a bit guilty towards her mother-in-law, after all, she was just concerned for her health.

"John, mom seems really angry!"

"It’s okay, she’ll be even angrier in a little bit!"

If she found out that this morning’s incident was a deceit, his mother could tear the house down. "So, the only thing we can do now is to make amends by redoing what we did this morning, right now. Then, it’ll be okay!"

With those words, Nana was immediately pressed down onto the large bed. It wasn’t until she landed on it did she realize that the bed had been changed to a three-meter-wide one. Turning her head, she also noticed the sofa was no longer in the bedroom.

"John, the sofa is gone, and the bed has been changed too!"

"Yeah, normal. If I didn’t move it, my mom would definitely think I’d continue to sleep on the sofa at night!"

"Oh! But... "

"At a time like this, just focus on kissing me back!"

"I don’t know how!"

She had never kissed before. She was even more ignorant about this than rolling in the bed sheets. In yesterday’s film, they went straight to it without any kissing. Even in the car earlier, that wasn’t really kissing back, but rather passively receiving. "I still have my first kiss, so, I don’t know how!"

"Your first kiss, you just gave it to me in the car!"

Upon saying this, the man towered over her imposingly, "Now we both are experienced!"

"Then..."

Nana Jensen felt a headache coming on deeply. Just being kissed once counted as having kissing experience? She couldn’t accept such experience value. Forget it, "Then, you are already aroused, let’s skip the foreplay and start now, otherwise, you won’t be able to hold back!"

Skip straight to the start?

Willy Smith felt a spasm twitch at the corner of his eyes, a feeling akin to speechlessness overwhelmed him!

To skip foreplay just because she didn’t know how to kiss back?

"I don’t mind starting straight away, I’ve wanted to begin for a long time anyway, but it will hurt you!"

Given his current state, there was no need for foreplay, but this woman was still relatively calm, especially considering she was extremely anxious from the mad rush earlier. Clearly, she wasn’t ready to start immediately.

"I... I’m ready now. To become a woman is to suffer a pain; once it’s over, it’ll be enjoyment from there. Let’s start!"

After declaring this, she bravely closed her eyes, ready to let the man begin.

Willy Smith: "..."

What could he say to such a brave wife?

He bent down and showered her in kisses. Although she was prepared for pain, as her husband, he still needed to be considerate of his wife’s feelings. Loving on the person he cherished most, how could he disregard her emotions?

Familiar masculine scents enveloped them, clothes were torn off by strong hands, exposing the pristine skin to the air, the temperature inside her body climbed higher with each caress...