The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 727 - 706: What the heck does it have to do with childhood sweethearts!

Chapter 727: Chapter 706: What the heck does it have to do with childhood sweethearts!

"Hmm, considering how lovey-dovey they are, I bet if we try to stop them from being together, our baby will probably dump us!"

Michael Gordon said as he stroked Ivy’s head and continued, "But they are not the only childhood sweethearts. We are too!"

When they first met, she was five years old, and he was eight years old, just the same age as Bianca. Michael was slightly older than Roy Thompson, but unlike the two children who had been living together under the same roof for a year, their encounter was brief. Even if Roy would go back to Corda City with Oliver and Julia after this, they could still keep in touch regularly.

They could get together whenever there were holidays.

It was completely different from his and Ivy’s unexpected encounter and hasty parting.

"We are not childhood sweethearts!"

Hearing Michael’s words, Ivy reached out to pinch his nose and laughed softly, "We started out as a one-night stand, got married because of the child, and then love came later. What does it have to do with childhood sweethearts!"

In Ivy’s opinion, their situation was nowhere close to being childhood sweethearts!

"Pfft!"

Checking the time, Michael was thinking about telling Ivy the story of how they were childhood sweethearts. But hearing her words, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing, "Wife, you see, you finally admit that it was a one-night stand, not rape!"

When the truth came from Ivy’s mouth and reached Michael’s ears, he couldn’t help but feel overjoyed!

Ivy: "..."

Was a one-night stand really worth celebrating?

"Whether it’s a one-night stand or rape, you still got a baby out of it. What’s the difference?"

"There’s no difference!"

Of course, there was no difference to Mr. Gordon since he had gotten such a cute and smart child. He was quite efficient - he got a lovely and intelligent baby in just one night. And the child in her belly was a twin! Although it took a bit longer, there were two of them!

However, this awesome achievement could not be credited to Mr. Gordon. But he still gave the credit to himself willingly.

"But, wife, since you’ve admitted it was a one-night stand and not rape, how did you... agree to it back then?"

As he spoke, Michael kissed Ivy’s forehead, and his large hand covered her bulging belly, gently caressing it. It was so tender that it warmed Ivy’s heart, and she couldn’t help but blurt out the words she had never wanted to say.

"Ahem... at that time, you were drugged, and you were unconscious. I thought since I had entered the wolf’s den, I couldn’t escape anyway. There’s a saying, ’it’s better to actively cooperate and enjoy rather than passively suffer rape.’ Since I couldn’t escape, why would I want to suffer more?"

Michael: "..."

God, which divine fairyland did his beautiful wife come from?

Her values had simply reached the peak of his understanding. He was already considered a maverick, but compared to her, he was like a minor witch facing a powerful witch!

"Wife, it must have been because I was handsome that you were in the mood to enjoy!"

If Michael had been as creepy and perverted as the guy with red underpants he had beaten up on the mountain top, Mr. Gordon doubted his wife would have ever enjoyed it.

"Pfft, I’ve seen narcissistic people, but never anyone as narcissistic as you. You don’t remember if I enjoyed it or not, but I do, and I’m telling you, I didn’t enjoy it at all! It was nothing but pain, Mr. Gordon, your skills are really awful!"

As she spoke, Ivy fiercely poked his chest to show her protest.

Meanwhile, the calm man grabbed her hand and smiled, "The poor skills in bed only prove it was my first time, right? My dear wife, tell me I’m right!"

After regaining his memories, Michael knew very well how painfully she had cried out that night. She had been crying and screaming, but there was nothing he could do to ease her pain. It was because it was his first time too, and he hadn’t thought about this aspect at all before seeing her.

Ivy and Michael were both inexperienced, and she kept yelling in pain. But he wasn’t much better when he thought about it now – he almost died on her.

"You don’t even remember, who knows if you were a virgin. Maybe you’re a failure in bed, and after several women, your skills still don’t improve!"

Michael: "..."

The expression on Michael’s face was indescribable. They had been together for over a year, and there was no need to mention how long they had known each other. They knew each other well, and their love was deep. Could they not understand one another?

But despite understanding each other so well, Ivy’s words kept refreshing Michael’s challenge. After hearing this sentence, Mr. Gordon was speechless and didn’t know how to respond.

"Ahem, I was wrong!"

"Where were you wrong?"

It was quite a rare occasion for Mr. Gordon to apologize.

"I was wrong for not practicing my skills in bed, causing my wife, who was prepared to enjoy, to suffer!" Michael’s lips curled up into a charming smile, looking dazzling even beneath the dark night sky. "But my wife, don’t worry, I’ve made great progress later on! After we got married, haven’t you already experienced the result of my progress?"

Ivy: "..."

As expected, nobody could be more shameless than him. She was definitely no match for Mr. Gordon, who could put her down in minutes.

"Ahem, sorry, I’ve forgotten the feeling of experiencing the results!"

Forgot the feeling?

Hearing this, Mr. Gordon almost spat out three kilograms of blood. The woman he loved said she had no feeling when they did that. This was something no man could bear.

"There’s still time!"

Michael murmered before his hand, which covered her raised belly, slipped into her underwear and skillfully roamed to her chest. It was clear that he wanted her to remember the result of his progress.

"You..."

They had been married for so long, and Ivy knew very well what this action meant. But it was really not the right time to mess around with him. Whether she tried to stop him with words or actions, it was already too late.

His skillful provocations made her whole body tremble, and Ivy hastily said, "Stop it, Michael. You want to know why I agreed to let you sleep with me back then, right? Stop, and I’ll tell you!"