The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 252 - 233、Owe you the wedding night

Chapter 252: 233、Owe you the wedding night

"But I only care about this!"

Ivy Aretha found that Michael Gordon seemed to deliberately avoid the topic and didn’t seem to have the intention to speak.

Since he didn’t say anything, she could only ask directly.

"Michael, what happened today at the Gordon family house..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ivy’s mouth was blocked, and soft lips with a familiar male scent covered her. This kiss was more intense than any other before.

Ivy was deeply imprisoned against his chest, her wrists held tightly as if to embed her into his body. The pressure on her lips grew heavier, as if to steal away all the breath in her mouth.

Ivy could deeply feel the man’s unstable chest, filled with a strong suppressed emotion, as if there was some desperate feeling with nowhere to vent. This side of Michael Gordon made her feel somewhat heartbroken.

With that thought, Ivy instinctively wrapped her arms around him. Michael had already lowered his head, but she couldn’t help standing on her tiptoes to accept his kiss. This was the first time she took the initiative to kiss him back since they knew each other.

Michael’s heart skipped a beat, his body stiffened, and his lips moved away instinctively. Their two faces stuck together so closely, their disordered breaths carrying a bewitching scent that spread between their lips. The enchantment instantly escalated, and an ambiguous feeling mixed with unspeakable sadness spread between their hearts...

"Michael, does my mother have any unresolved grievances with your family?" Ivy finally chose to speak first, "If so, should we end things here?"

She practically asked both questions at once.

"End it here?"

Michael Gordon’s words suddenly turned cold, the force on her waist increasing instantly, with a hint of punishment. The next moment, she was pressed down onto the bed, both of them sinking into the quilt. His devilishly charming smile returned.

Ivy suddenly felt a sense of nostalgia, and her anxious heart finally settled down. The next moment, the man’s familiar and ambiguous laughter spread in her ear:

"Wife, on our wedding night, why should a single kiss be the end?"

"Michael Gordon, clarify things before you act like a hooligan. This concerns our future!"

With such a big incident having happened, he was still avoiding it, so she had to force him to face it.

"We’ll talk after we do it!"

Michael decisively gave her an answer, his big hand reaching into her pajamas, the scorching heat from his palm spreading across her chest. "Ivy, you promised me yourself that you can’t go back on your word, so today you have to give yourself to me!"

Aritha Ivy: "..."

How could this man still be so domineering!

"I didn’t say I wouldn’t give myself to you, I’m asking about your father telling us to get a divorce!" Ivy’s breathing became somewhat obstructed by his actions, and she felt out of breath when speaking, "Are we getting divorced or not!"

With him pressing down on her like this, Ivy could no longer ask for the reason behind it, she had to ask for the result first!

As the words fell, the hand gripping her chest suddenly tightened as if punishing her words. Before she could cry out in pain, Michael’s extremely displeased voice fell to Ivy’s ear: "Lying in my bed, and you dare to ask if we’re divorcing or not?"

Reacting to the pain, Ivy instinctively retorted, "This is my bed!"

That’s right, this was her bedroom, and it was her bed too!

Michael was taken aback for a moment, then his eyebrows raised with a smile and he changed his words: "Lying beneath me, and you dare to ask if we’re divorcing or not?"

"You’re still on top of me, why can’t I ask?" Ivy suddenly felt wronged when he said this, "Your father has made his stance clear, am I, as a party involved, not allowed to ask this question? Do I have to let you sleep with me without any clarity?"

Without any clarity?

Did that marriage certificate mean nothing?

Michael Gordon’s eye twitched: "We have a marriage certificate and a child. How much clearer can we be!"

As the words fell, Michael’s hand began to roam the woman’s body, causing her fair and jade-like skin to redden inch by inch. Ivy’s entire body trembled.

The sudden heat made her feel completely empty. Her mind was washed away by the intense sensations, and inexplicable images sprang forth, igniting her lonely soul. In that instant, she yearned for more!

"Michael!"

A soft murmur escaped her mouth, and her hands gradually wrapped around the man’s neck. In a voice so cheesy it couldn’t be any cheesier, she blurted out, "Do you love me?"

The man practically didn’t think before answering: "I do!"

"How much do you love me? Enough to surpass the grievances between us?"

"Aren’t I proving it right now?"

As his words landed, Ivy’s pajamas were torn apart, a myriad of kisses raining down on her fair, jade-like, and alluring skin. The man’s breath grew heavier, one wave after another. "Ivy, I love you. I love you so much that words aren’t enough, so I have to do it!"

At the end, he added a sentence that made Ivy’s face redden: "I will prove it with my body!"

The answer she’d been yearning for in her heart had already been replaced by the intoxicating sensations before her eyes, her mind emptied of any thought. The long-awaited moment finally arrived, and Aritha Ivy did not resist. She was actually willing!

"You...be gentle!"

Though shy, Ivy still spoke up. Although she had given birth, she had no experience in this area. All of their encounters six years ago had been a blur, completely directed by Michael Gordon. The only thing she could remember was the pain, but she had no clear recollection of what had happened before or after that.

So, in terms of pain, she was instinctively somewhat afraid!

"Okay, I’ll be gentle!"

Michael lowered his head to bite her ear, his scorching breath once again swirling around her nose and lips, occupying all of her senses in that instant. As a man, all the tenderness he had in his life was given to the woman before him!

Their faces, so close together, enlarged infinitely in each other’s pupils, reflecting in their eyes. As if seeing the reflection of themselves in each other’s eyes from so many years ago, Ivy unexpectedly smiled, and Michael also smiled.

After the smiles, scalding tears quietly fell from the corners of their eyes. It was like a never-ending sad song...

Michael lowered his head, gently kissing the hot teardrops at the corner of Ivy’s eyes. He clasped her slender fingers tightly in his, intertwining them. A silent promise passed through their bodies, reaching the depths of her heart!