A Husband For Killer Mom

Chapter 72

72 Ch. 72 Good Morning

It was Anxia who woke up first the next morning. Her body tensed up as she felt something pressing against her.

Is she tied up? Did the enemy capture her? But no one got her last night, except Richard caged her in some islands.

Anxia raised her head to get a closer look at the person who had tied her up, and her breath caught when she felt her lips barely touch her husband’s.

Anxia tried to recall everything that happened last night and just remembered that she had slept in Richard’s room.

Anxia’s body immediately relaxed after recalling everything that happened last night.

She never thought she would cry in front of Richard and even pour out all the feelings that had depressed her for the past two days.

The man unexpectedly listened attentively and let her hit him without resisting.

Anxia slightly tilted her head to see her husband’s face more clearly.

Two perfect black eyebrows and eyelashes curled like a woman’s but looked masculine when they were on his eyelids. His sharp and firm jaw showed this man never hesitated in making decisions.

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Only today, she found out that she got married to this extraordinary husband.

Her eyes still enjoyed Richard’s handsomeness until her gaze shifted and stopped on the man’s lips.

How many times had she kissed Richard?

Let’s not count that night when she drugged him four years ago. It didn’t count because Richard was under the influence of aphrodisiacs, and Anxia was in a state of madness from carelessly not investigating Richard’s identity properly.

She thought back to Richard kissing her in front of their daughter and the man’s family. It was just a brief peck that didn’t last even a second.

Anxia also recalled Richard feasting on her lips greedily as if the man had not eaten for several days when the man interrogated her by touching her.

After that, they got into a fight, and Anxia was busy looking for ways to get Richard to kick her out.

It looks like those two couldn’t be counted, either.

In fact, what kind of kiss made Anxia feel curious? Was it possible that she wanted to know how it felt when he kissed her with feeling?

What’s a feeling? What kind of emotions she wanted? Could it be like the feeling when Richard gave light kisses on their little daughter’s cheek?

No. Anxia didn’t want it. Richard wasn’t her father, and she would never want to be treated the way Richard treated Lori.

Anxia still satisfied her eyes, looking at her husband’s face with adoring eyes without her knowing she had opened her heart.

She didn’t know since when she had opened her heart. Maybe it had been since Richard stroked the back of her head. Or since the man put shoes on like a prince who put a glass slipper on Cinderella.

One thing was for sure, the barrier she had built up over the years had crumbled when she heard that Richard had saved Ling Meng without her knowledge.

At first, Anxia didn’t know, but now she realized it. All of Richard’s actions, starting from threatening and getting angry with her, were for Lori and her sake.

She also remembered the man’s marriage agreement. The man’s ban, as well as ordering her to cut ties with her former co-workers, was for her best interests.

So far, Richard had never looked down on her or taunted her for her vocation. The man didn’t like her returning to being an assassin or any dangerous job.

Richard knew that Anxia was still stubborn because the walls were still unbreakable. That was why Richard used other means to keep Anxia away from master Yu’s clutches.

Actually, Richard didn’t expect to destroy Anxia’s defense wall, and he had not considered the possibility that Anxia would have a breakdown to make her cry like last night.

Richard didn’t expect that Ling Meng would be as precious as a priceless treasure in Anxia’s life.

Who would have thought that Anxia’s rock-hard heart would soften when she found out that Richard had taken Ling Meng out of Master Yu’s clutch?

Well, at least Richard’s attempt to infiltrate his wife’s heart was quite successful. Even now, Richard was still pretending he hadn’t woken up feeling his wife looking at his face.

He was grateful for being born a handsome guy, thanks to both his parents’ fine genes.

However, his body would be aching if he stayed in his current position, so he decided to speak.

“Are you satisfied with what you see?”

Anxia gasped in shock and immediately hid her face in front of the man’s chest, making Richard smile in amusement.

Ah, this meek Anxia sure is adorable.

“You know, I’m looking forward to a kiss from the princess waking up the sleeping prince charming.”

One of Anxia’s eyebrows rose to hear this. Did she hear correctly?

“Shouldn’t the prince be kissing the sleeping princess?”

“Oh? Why didn’t you say so? I never knew that you wanted me to kiss you?”

What??

Anxia slipped her hand to block the man’s lips, getting closer to hers. Before last night’s breakdown, Anxia would have been irritated and glared at this perverted man.

But this time, her chest was pounding wildly, and her face felt hot as the skin of her palms came into contact with his supple lips.

Richard noticed the blush on his wife’s face, which stunned him. Wasn’t this the first time he saw Anxia blush?

Anxia gulped nervously while her eyes darted in all directions without even glancing at her husband.

Seeing Anxia’s nervousness and his wife’s shy attitude made Richard rejoice in his heart.

That’s a good improvement. Noted Richard.

Richard crawled his palm down Anxia’s arm until it reached the back of Anxia’s hand, covering his mouth. His touch on Anxia’s skin made the girl shiver strangely, creating a delicious electric current coursing her nerves.

Richard pulled Anxia’s hand away from his mouth gently without force, and Anxia let the man lead her hand. Richard brought his face closer again, making Anxia’s heart beat even more so that she was almost out of breath.

Anxia closed her eyes because she couldn’t bear to watch what the man would do to her, making Richard’s smile even wider.

Richard pulled Anxia’s head closer and kissed his wife’s forehead.

His kisses weren’t seductive or overbearing, but Anxia could feel what the man was trying to tell her, making butterflies dance in her stomach.

Anxia opened her eyes as Richard pulled away, and two pairs of eyes met, making Anxia unable to take her eyes off her husband’s brown eyes.

“Good morning, Xia Xia.”

Anxia choked at the softest, sweetest, and most pleasant tone in her ear to the man’s voice when she called her name.

Unbeknownst to her, her hands gripped her husband’s cloth, and she returned the man’s greeting while lowering her head.

“Morning.” her voice was whisper-like, and she cursed herself because of that.

Why is she now acting like a teenage girl in love?