Chapter 5 The Wedding Night

"Stacy seemed to have guessed why Olena did so, she did not explain anything but smiled at her."

"She was just making a deal with Harry, so she had no right to ask about his private life."

Stacy felt more comfortable when he was not there.

"Stacy went into the room and saw the furnishings of the bedroom clearly. The decoration style was unique, black and white, simple and neat. It was luxurious but not vulgar which looked elegant and unique."

"This is the young master's room. Olena smiled. Since they were married, they were husband and wife now. Naturally, they were supposed to sleep together."

"Stacy opened her mouth but didn't know what to say, so she just nod in agreement."

Sleeping in a strange place for the first night was difficult for her to fall into sleep. She leaned on the headboard and browsed the 58 City app on her mobile phone. She wanted to find a job so that she would feel secured to take care of her mother and to raise her child in the future.

Eh?

Stacy actually saw an advertisement recruiting interpreters. It was not surprising that the company was recruiting interpreters. But it was rare that they were looking for an interpreter who could speak the language of A country.

"A country was where she was sent to by Ethan, it was a very backward place located in the tropical region. Few people would learn the language of that country. The most widely spoken language in the world was the language of developed and powerful countries."

They would pay a decent salary.

So she sent her personal information.

Then she put down her phone and lay down to sleep.

"The moonlight poured down in front of the window like a falling silk, soft and quiet in the deep night."

"The woman on the bed fell asleep. A beam of white light poured into the yard from the outside, and a Maybach came in and stopped."

"As the car door opened, a strong figure stepped out of the car. He walked into the house, and his footsteps were not as steady as usual which were a little bit fleeting."

"He pulled his collar and felt thirsty. After entering the room, he poured a glass of water. His hard Adam's apple kept rolling up and down. His eyes were covered with a layer of scarlet drunkenness. After drinking the water, he relieved a lot of the burning sensation in his throat. He drank a lot of white wine in social activities, and then he drank a few more glasses of wine on Rachel's birthday."

"He was good at drinking, but now he was also drunk."

"He took off his coat and threw it on the sofa. Instead of going to the bathroom, he went straight into the bedroom."

The room was very dim?with no light on. But he knew where the bed was.

He lay down directly.

"Stacy felt something in her sleep, but soon it was quiet again. She rolled up and continued to sleep."

Early morning.

"Wisps of light, like strings of bright golden threads, lit up the whole room."

"On the bed, the woman curled up in the man's arms and slept soundly."

They were like a pair of sweet lovers.

"The man's eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes. After being drunk for a night, he only felt that he was not sober and needed to take a shower. When he raised his arm and wanted to get up, he found something was on his arm."

"When he turned his head, he saw a woman nestled in his arms."

"The girl's black hair was like a waterfall, sliding on his arm. Her cheeks were white and her eyelashes were curled up like the wings of a butterfly. Her pink lips were slightly open and she was breathing evenly."

"He slowly looked down. He saw her slender neck, exquisite collarbone, undulating chest. She leaned on her side, so he could peek through the collar of her pajamas and saw her looming breast."

"She breathed up and down, somewhat seductive."

"His Adam's apple couldn't help rolling up and down. He didn't even have the impulse feeling about Rachel. At this moment, he had a compulsion to this woman who he had only seen twice."

"He frowned. It seemed that he was very unhappy with this uncontrollable impulse, but he couldn't move his eyes away."

"In her dream, Stacy dreamed of herself being stared at by a fierce lion in the African prairie, as if the lion was going to eat her."

She was awakened from the dream.

"However, the moment she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of deep but calm eyes."

Her mind went blank for a moment.

"She suddenly opened her eyes, covered her chest, and said incoherently, ""You, why you are in my bed?"""

The man calmly looked away and slowly lifted the quilt. "This is my bed."

"Stacy wanted to refute, but when she saw the room, she had nothing to say."

Didn't you go to celebrate your girlfriend's birthday? Why did you come back? Stacy got out of bed and stood aside.

She was questioning him.

"Yesterday, she heard from Olena that he wouldn't come back at night. So she felt relaxed and slept so deeply that she didn't even know he entered the room."

"Yesterday, she slept in the same bed with this man."

"When she thought of the fact that she had slept in his arms last night, she blushed with shame."

She drooped her head.

"Harry unbuttoned his shirt. Last night, he didn't take off his clothes, and there was still a smell of alcohol on his clothes. He felt very uncomfortable. He glanced at the helpless woman standing by the bed with a playful smile. ""Is a girlfriend's birthday more important than the wedding night?"""

Stacy didn't know what to say.

This was a deal. They were not husband and wife. What kind of wedding night was it?

Harry took off his shirt.

Stacy quickly turned her head. This man actually took off his clothes in front of her.

"Since that night, she particularly rejected men, especially when having close contact with a man."

"She panicked and said, ""I, I'll go out first."""

Then she ran out of the bedroom.

"Harry didn't say anything about that, he untied his belt and went into the bathroom."

He needed a shower to wake up.

"The sound of running water came from the bathroom. About an hour later, steam with the scent of bath gel floated in the air. After the bath, his short black hair was slightly wet and scattered, he dressed in the white bathrobe which wrapped his slender body. His collar was slightly open, and his tan skin and strong chest muscles could be partly seen, spreading a masculine charm that could not be underestimated."

"He walked to the wardrobe and opened it. When he was about to take out his clothes, he found a strange bag with a sunflower on it."

He paused for a moment. Was it the woman's bag? And there was a flower on it. How could this woman be so childish?

And she felt free to put her things in his wardrobe.

"He frowned slightly and put on his clothes. When he put the hanger back, he accidentally knocked off her bag."

"The zipper was not closed, so everything in the bag were poured out after it fell down. There were some clothes and daily necessities."

He squatted down and was about to pick it up when he found a B-mode Ultrasound testing result.

"Stacy, female, 18 years old, early pregnancy for six weeks."

Was that woman pregnant?