Contract Marriage? True Love

Chapter 9: How to open the door?

"It's so hot."

Emma sounded like she was about to cry.

She kicked off the man’s slippers on her feet.

"It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fallen so heavily!"

Oliver looked at this scene, torn between annoyance and a desire to laugh.

He turned around and took a towel to help her wipe the water on her body.

His palm accidentally touched her thigh, but Emma screamed out sensitively.

Emma bit her lip, "It hurts...hurts..."

Disregarding Emma's resistance, Oliver lifted the hem of her skirt.

A tinge of redness appeared on Emmia's fair-skinned thigh.

It was obvious that it was scaled by the hot tea.

He bent down and picked her up without saying anything.

Then he walked into the bathroom.

Amid the screaming of Emma, he took off her dress and saw a large area of red, which made him nervous.

He adjusted the water temperature very low, leaned over and sprinkled with showerhead on the place where she was burned.

For burning, it was best to immediately use cold water to ease the wound.

"Does it hurt?" He asked.

Emma shook her head and gritted her teeth.

"Why are you so stupid?"

Oliver was a little suspicious about how Emma had spent so many years safely. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Emma blinked and defended herself pitifully, "It's not my fault.It's obvious that your shoes are not suitable."

Oliver looked at the tea leaves all over her body and said with a bitter smile, "Take off your clothes and have a good wash."

"Take off my clothes?"

Emma looked at Oliver in disbelief, "That's not a good idea."

"What's wrong with it? Are you going to be thrown out by me with tea all over your body?”

“..."

Emma had no choice but to nod reluctantly.

Holding the tea-flavored shirt and skirt that Emma had taken off, Oliver shook his head and walked out with a smile.

He thought, "Emma, that big fool, doesn't even care about the clothes that she had to change into.Let me see how she will come out later."

Emma felt embarrassed while cleaning in the bathroom.

The stupid look of falling down just now was really embarrassing.

She punched the wall with one hand.

And she felt that her life had been a mess since she met Oliver.

However, thinking of the earnestness when the man was washing the wound for her just now, her heart beat fast.

Emma patted her face, trying to wake herself up.

They were just contractual, so she didn't have to take it seriously.

For a man like Oliver, it was better not to think too much.

It was too dangerous.

Emma turned off the shower and and realized something when she turned around.

She forgot she should bring the clothes for her to change into...

Oh, no, how was she going to get out? It was so shameful to be naked.

She walked to the door of the bathroom and asked weakly, "Well...I don't have clothes to change into.Do you have some clothes I can wear?"

A deathly stillness.A deathly stillness that was bizarre! There was no response.

Emma's face was as pale as ashes.

Maybe because the apartment was too big, it was hard for Oliver to hear what she just said.

So Emma raised her volume and shouted again.

She still couldn't hear the man’s response.

It was unreasonable.She had raised her voice.

It was impossible that he couldn't hear it! Was there anything bad happening to Oliver?"

"No...It won't happen, right?"

Emma, who was thinking in a wild way, felt that the silence was too strange, "No, I'd better go out and have a look."

"Eh? How can I open the door?"

Emma was about to cry.Since the apartment was European-style, the door lock should be opened in a different way.

Emma recalled carefully how Oliver opened the door just now.

She couldn't remember.

At that time, she was in so much pain that she was in no mood to see how to open the door! Emma felt a deep malice of the world.

She stood in the doorway, trying to open the door by knocking and kicking it.

Suddenly, an idea occurred to her and she opened the door by pushing it! As if she was saved in a desperate situation, Emma ran out of the bathroom with large strides, shouting the man's name, "Oliver...Wow."

Before the word "Wood" came out of her mouth, she collided head-on with the man standing at the door.

His hard chest made her dizzy.

Why did this man stand at the door? Since he stood at the door, why didn't he respond to her? Since he stood at the door, why didn't he open the door for her to avoid her thinking nonsense in the bathroom.

Emma looked up and saw Oliver's playful smile.

She realized that she was fooled! He just stood at the door and did not speak, and even locked the door without her knowing! "Oliver! You're such a badass!"

Emma blushed.

She lowered her head and realized that she had run out without wearing her clothes.

Her fair skin was exposed, and her wet hair was still dripping with water.

Oliver's eyes fell on her chest, and he could see everything clearly.

His deep eyes were suddenly full of desire.

"Wow, don't look!"

Emma blushed and thought she was smart enough to reach out to cover Oliver's eyes.

Oliver curled his lips and smiled evilly.

He held Emma in his arms directly.

With such an awkward posture, Oliver forcefully carried Emma into the bedroom.The delicate body of Emma sank into the soft bed.

Then the man's body pressed upon her.

With chaotic breathing, he kissed her neck.

Emma subconsciously pushed him away with one hand, and her mind was in a panic.

She felt that her rationality was about to melt in the man's overwhelming male breathing.

"Wait a minute...hmm!"

Before Emma could say anything, Oliver kissed her and sealed her mouth.

Emma's words were swallowed back.

Oliver looked at Emma's pretty and charming face under him.

It was the first time he had seen Emma in this state.

Last time, she was drunk, so she was not as charming as she was now.

He was stunned, and then a hand covered her chest soft, and a burning heat came from his lower abdomen.

In a trance, Emma, who felt Oliver's reaction, became more flustered, praying silently under his body.

"Buddha, please bless me, Buddha..."

Oliver's forehead twitched.

What was this woman murmuring? It could be seen that Emma was still nervous, and the man bent over to kiss her.

A hand touched the most secretive part of her body, and Emma looked helplessly at Oliver.

The man did not want to see this expression.

"Why are you shivering?"

He asked, "Lam afraid."

She answered.

"What are you afraid of?"

He couldn't understand.

"Afraid of pain..."

She explained.

The man's forehead twitched again, and he remembered for the first time that he seemed to be a little tough to her, "Be good.I will be gentle."

Emma could not believe such words.

When her virginity was taken away, she was in great pain when she got up.

It was only a few days after that, and she hadn't fully recovered.

Before Oliver did something, she had already imagined the pain.

"Only for the first time you will feel hurt.For the second time, you won't."

He kissed her hair and bit her ear.

"Really?"

Emma had no understanding of sex.

Oliver's eyes were full of desire.

She could not refuse, but held him with her eyes down, begging him to be gentler.She made all kinds of preparations in her heart.

"Ah..."

A scream rang out.Emma felt her body being filled, and a pain followed.

"What the hell! What a bullshit second time won't hurt? Oliver, you're lying!"

She held back her voice and grabbed the man's back with both hands.

Her body was slightly numb, and her nerves were tense.She felt that she was being pushed to...

Even the breath he exhaled was so hot.

She instinctively felt a bit of fear, and she couldn't even imagine what she looked like on that night when she was drunk.

Her body gradually adapted and gradually learned how to cooperate.

She was conquered by him under his body and clumsily cooperated with his movements.

The man sped up, so did the breath.

Under his body, Emma closed her eyes and bit her lips.

After a long time, Oliver finally stopped.

Emma opened her eyes in a trance.

She felt weak in her limbs and was paralyzed on the bed.

"Is it over?"

She gasped with sweat on her body.

Why did she feel so tired? It was Oliver who had been moving, but this guy seemed to be fine, and she was so tired.

The man sneered, "You look tired."

What? He could still laugh.

Emma was going to die of pain.She curled up in bed with grievances.

"Liar, you said it wouldn't hurt."

"Does it hurt? I clearly feel that you cooperated well with me just now."

Emma suddenly became silent.

She pulled the blanket over her head and blushed so deeply that she couldn't see anyone.Oliver kissed her lips across the thin sheet of the bed.

"You can go to work tomorrow.I've already arranged it for you."

Huh? When Emma heard the word "work", she poked her head out of the quilt.

If Oliver hadn't mentioned it, she would almost forget that she was an unemployed vagrant.

"Whe..Whe..Where are you going to arrange me?"

Emma was a little excited and stammered.

She wondered where Oliver would arrange for her.

"Do you know the Carl Family?"

Emma blinked her eyes and nodded in a daze.

How could she not know about the Carl family? It was said that the Carl family and Wood family had a deep friendship.

"Ethan Carl, the only son of the Carl Family, is my childhood friend.He has a company of his own now, and the salary is good.I have already contacted him, and you can go to work tomorrow."

Ethan Carl? Emma had heard a little about this person.

It was said that he was very stern and cold to his employees, as if he was not a very easy-going person.

Emma felt a little uneasy, but she never wanted to chicken out! She would definitely seize such a good opportunity! "Okay! I will go to work tomorrow!"

Emma clenched her hands into fists, looking full of confidence.

The pain she had just had with Oliver in bed was all left behind.Her life was about to start again.

Forget Justin, fighting!