Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife-Chapter 627 - 645: A Young Girl’s Feelings Are Always Poetry (8)

She knew that if she spoke, she would compromise with him, agree to be his girlfriend, and agree to hold hands with him for the rest of her life.

Yes, at this moment, she had to admit that Percy Stanton really had a magical power, his persistence and refusal to give up, defeated her long-held conviction and resistance.

This man is the warm embrace she could never escape from.

"What are you thinking about?" Percy Stanton asked with his voice lowered when he didn’t get an answer from Isabel Smith.

"Nothing." Isabel Smith shook her head in Percy Stanton’s arms. After a while, she looked up at him with shining eyes and said, "Do you know what I think is the most touching phrase that lies deep in my heart?"

Percy Stanton didn’t speak, he just stared into Isabel Smith’s eyes, waiting for her answer.

Isabel Smith’s lips curved slightly, her eyes filled with a touch of sadness. She gazed at Percy Stanton’s face, as if to imprint it on the bottom of her heart, and slowly said, "Love has a next life."

"Love has a next life? Love again in the next life?" Percy Stanton chuckled softly. He leaned down to kiss Isabel Smith’s lips and said, "What kind of nonsense is that? It's not beautiful at all. All those things about past and future lives are useless. First, live the love of this life clearly!"

As he spoke, Isabel Smith’s body trembled slightly. She willingly wrapped her arms around his neck and initiated a kiss.

Percy Stanton let out a muffled groan by the kiss. In a quick turn, he pressed Isabel Smith beneath his body and kissed her back passionately and urgently.

The night was silent, their breaths rising and mingling in the room, growing more intense.

At the moment when Percy Stanton and Isabel Smith became one, he glanced at the woman beneath him, whose eyes were filled with seduction. His expression turned tender and affectionate.

Perhaps in this world, only a woman like Isabel Smith could give him heavenly pleasure, as if floating on clouds.

...

The second day, Isabel Smith and Percy Stanton slept until they naturally woke up. When Isabel Smith woke up in Percy Stanton’s arms, she was still somewhat dazed. The warm sunshine outside the window shone through the not tightly closed curtain, casting a glow on both their faces. Isabel Smith raised her hand to block the somewhat dazzling light, then looked over at Percy Stanton who was still lost in his thoughts with his eyes closed, his long, thick eyelashes and breathtaking beauty.

Last night, she had nightmares constantly, but after their passion, she slept unusually soundly. Waking up in his arms in the morning, the sun was shining, everything was peaceful, as if it was all just a dream.

A dream she didn’t want to wake up from.

A few minutes after Isabel Smith woke up, Percy Stanton also woke up.

Even before he woke up, he was thinking about Isabel Smith. When he opened his eyes, he saw her beautiful face which perfectly matched the image in his heart and was more vivid than imagined.

Seeing that Percy Stanton was awake, Isabel Smith greeted him with a smile on her face, "Awake?"

The warm sunshine enveloped her face, showing the delicate fuzz on her face very clearly, blending perfectly with her smile. Percy Stanton instantly felt that waking up to see his beloved was such a wonderful thing.

Percy Stanton reached out and lazily pulled Isabel Smith into his arms, without waiting, lowered his head and kissed her directly. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Last night’s passion left traces of red marks on her body. He kissed down the marks one by one, then the whole atmosphere became heated again.

Some things slowly rose, urging the two of them to become affectionate and passionate, unable to restrain themselves, they began another round of morning exercise.

...

After the morning exercise, under the pretense of saving time, Percy Stanton carried Isabel Smith to the bathroom to take a bath together. Snuggling in Percy Stanton’s arms, Isabel Smith coquettishly teased him for being a heartless beast.