The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 1147 - 1127: Should I Take the Initiative?

Chapter 1147: Chapter 1127: Should I Take the Initiative?

For dinner, Willy Smith specially arranged a terrace dinner, a very standard candlelight dinner, but it was their first time!

"John..."

"Call me husband!"

"Okay, husband!"

As Nana Jensen watched the elegant man helping her cut the steak, she asked, "I wonder, after all these years of not seeing eye to eye, how come in just a few short months, I can’t live without you anymore?"

After speaking, she dramatically sighed, "Fate, truly a marvelous thing!"

Willy Smith didn’t speak, just glanced at her, and pushed the steak he had cut towards her. After a long while, he finally spoke, "Wife, I’m really curious, what kind of mood were you in watching me being born all those years ago?"

In other families, it’s the husband who watches the wife give birth, but in their case, it was the wife watching the husband being born. This subtle and strange feeling used to make Willy Smith feel awkward, but now, he suddenly found it a wonderful experience.

"Cough, cough, back then, I was so young, how would I know anything about mood? I just thought my little brother looked different from me!"

"Different how?" Willy Smith didn’t even think before he retorted, "Top or bottom?"

"Obviously, the bottom?"

Maybe because Willy asked so casually, Nana Jensen answered him without thinking and didn’t ponder it deeply, "Kids, women don’t have penises, they’re just like men otherwise!"

Willy Smith: "..."

His question was so suggestive, and yet she answered so seriously, completely oblivious. They were married and had even slept together, yet how could she still be so innocent? This made Willy Smith feel like he was the dirty-minded one!

"I saw the most important part of a man right when I was born, and all these years, you never thought about taking responsibility for that?"

Even a little bit would have made Willy Smith feel like he could gloat, but the truth was...

"When I was little, who knew that thing wasn’t supposed to be looked at? I was barely a year old, I didn’t have that kind of discernment. Honestly, if it weren’t for my mom mentioning that I almost grabbed that little penis, I wouldn’t have known I saw that thing during my childhood that’s said to cause styes!"

Causing styes, and nearly grabbed it?

The normally refined and indifferent Willy Smith’s face turned utterly dark, his gaze involuntarily shifting downwards as he imagined the delicate, boneless hands of a woman grasping his penis, a truly unusual... visual impact!

The flame in his lower abdomen ignited instantly. Willy Smith thought of himself as someone with great self-control, always valuing emotions over physical desires, but ever since he married her, his once proud self-restraint seemed immune, utterly collapsing overnight.

"Nora..."

Willy Smith felt his voice tinged with clear sexual overtones as he spoke, his eyes intently watching her eating the steak growing darker, deep enough to burn her.

"A man’s penis isn’t something to be grabbed casually; it is sacred, and grabbing it means you have to take responsibility. How could you act as if nothing happened all these years?"

"Cough, cough, didn’t I just see you as a little brother!" Nana Jensen, while cheerfully eating her steak, glanced up at the twinkling stars, watching his expression, about to burst with restraint, improved her mood even more, realizing what a beautiful thing it was to see her beloved man holding himself back for her!

"But now, it’s settled, I see you as my husband!"

After speaking, she picked up a piece of steak from her plate and fed it to Willy Smith’s mouth, "There you go, come on, let me feed you a bite, husband. Forgive my childhood ignorance, if I had known you were this wonderful, I wouldn’t have blindly admired someone else, thinking that was love!"

Ignorance indeed spares no one in youth!

"Except for you, I don’t feel like eating anything right now!"

With that, Willy Smith stood up and strode over to the woman opposite him, pressing her into the sofa across from him; thankfully, the sofa was large enough, or Nana Jensen felt they both would have crushed it.

"Husband..."

Nana Jensen blinked her eyes, gazing at the charming face of the man under the night sky. His features, already impeccably delicate, reached a new height of beauty in the night, making her swallow hard to stabilize her heart rate.

"Hmm?"

Willy Smith stared motionlessly at the woman beneath him, the delicate ’husband’ caused his already rigid part to surge with blood, "Do you really want it?"

Nana Jensen: "..."

Had she said she really wanted it?

"It’s clearly you who wants it, can you not wrong me?"

The man’s body was almost entirely pressing against hers, the evident readiness of his lower body against her abdomen made it clear—she, having been through it once, naturally understood what it implied.

Seeing her frowning and complaining about being mistreated, Willy Smith’s heart softened. He suddenly couldn’t bear to tease her; this woman indeed was his Achilles’ heel, just one expression from her was enough to make him surrender and collapse.

"Yes, I really want it. Will you give it to me?"

Uh?

Nana Jensen probably didn’t expect the man to admit it so openly and even ask her so seriously; straightforwardly...

"Yes, I’ve been yours for a long time, you can have whatever you want anytime, no need to ask for my opinion!"

Ever since she saw half of his body hanging in mid-air this morning, potentially falling at any moment and completely leaving her world, that fear and helplessness made Nana Jensen fully realize his entrenched and irreplaceable status in her heart.

She hadn’t said it, but she had prayed in her heart at that moment, as long as he was fine, whatever he wanted in the future, she would give him—both person and heart—anything he wanted, as long as she had it, she would give him everything!

Willy Smith was stunned for a full three minutes, probably not expecting the woman to be so agreeable.

"Nora..."

"Call me wife!"

Nana Jensen decisively started correcting him the same way he had.

"Wife, then shall we start now?"

"Sure!"

Seeing the man’s calm exterior trembling with excitement, even his eyelashes quivering, Nana Jensen’s smile almost overflowed on her cheeks, "Do you want me to take the lead?"

Nana Jensen thought this: This man had silently waited for her for so many years, yet for so many of those years, she had silently admired someone else. Although it was not love, just childhood admiration, now it was time for her to do something for him, even if it was just a small thing!