Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband - C.259 - : Am I not enough…

Chapter 259: Chapter 259: Am I not enough…

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But just as she was about to stand up, an unknown man wickedly flashed a grin and swiftly reached out to pull her back.

With a splash, Emily Walker found herself toppling back into the bathtub.

“Ah”

A sheep right in front of the wolf has no right to escape!

Baron Stuart moved closer, pinning her against the side of the bathtub. A wicked smile played on his lips, “Trying to escape?”

Emily knew, once he had her locked down, any attempt to escape was futile.

“No… no…”

Both completely naked, Emily lowered her eyelids, acutely aware of the masculine aura of the man, his personal scent.

As her eyes dropped down, Emily suddenly widened her eyes, seemingly encountering something she shouldn’t have seen!

Her cheeks flushed rapidly, she abruptly looked up, refusing to meet the sight of that ‘thing’!

However, the moment she looked up, she faced that extraordinarily handsome face, leaving her nowhere to hide her bashfulness.

“It’s not like you’re seeing it for the first time, what’s there to be afraid of?” He noticed her discomfort and was intrigued, as he pursed his lips slightly.

At his remark, Emily was taken aback.

Yes, how many times had she seen it by now, what was there to be afraid of?

Composing herself, she looked up at him and said, “I-I am not scared!”

Baron Stuart had to chuckle again at her feigned composure. This little woman, what a contradiction she was.

The laughter was filled with tenderness and indulgence. He raised his hand, tipping her chin up into a serious gaze never seen before, “I take back what I said last night.”

For the first time, he backed down in front of a woman, shedding his pride.

His sudden statement left Emily stunned, staring at him, dumbfounded.

His words last night?

Was this man apologizing to her?

But, shouldn’t he be saying sorry? What’s with the ‘taking back’? Can words be taken back once said?

“However, I wonder if I’m not ‘satisfying’ you enough, that you’re having to seek other men?” Baron Stuart flashed his grin once again, holding a poignant smile.

Emily was taken aback. The flicker of positive impression she had just a moment ago had vanished again.

She knew it, he wouldn’t take his words back just like that!

Despite this, the seriousness in his eyes earlier, it truly was there, she saw it clearly.

What kind of a man was he, so difficult to read?

“Where did I ever go looking for other men? I told you, I just happened to run into him!” She argued furiously.

Upon hearing this, Baron Stuart nodded, giving it some thought, “Hmm… Then, I must satisfy you enough that you’ll never have the chance for that ‘coincidence’ to happen…”

What does that imply?

Emily had no time to think about it when suddenly, her lips were fiercely covered by an unknown man…

This time, Baron Stuart seemed to be punishing her. He kept her waiting for so long without coming to the point, leaving Emily, who was already burning with desire, strangely uncomfortable.

Every other time, he couldn’t wait to take her. But this time, he hesitated. What was going on?

“Mmm… Baron… Stuart…” On the bed, Emily was in extreme pain, her brows furrowed tightly, her cheeks burning red, unsure of how to dissipate the heat in her body.

But she knew very well, at this moment, the only one who could help her was the man in front of her!

“Mmm.” Baron Stuart merely responded, huskily, leaving countless ‘traces’ all over her body, yet refusing to ‘satisfy’ her needs.

Emily bit her lower lip, her lips already dry at this point. She was gasping for air, her voice weak, “I… I… “