Billionaire's match novel

---- Chapter 709 "Khloe's father is an idiot! That's the only reason why he could have been deceived by a venomous woman like Clarice!" Winnie hated hearing that and felt Michael was talking nonsense. Ata time like this, was he still going to speak up for Clarice? By every measure-emotionally and morally-Clarice was unforgivable! If anything happened to Nick, then Clarice would deserve to die even more. Not just Khloe-Winnie herself wanted to kill that woman. Nick was such a good man. And yet, just to seize control of the Morrison Group, Clarice treated human life as worthless?

How could anyone be so devoid of humanity? "Alright, alright, my fault. | said the wrong thing-hit me if you want!" Michael had been about to explain, but seeing how furious Winnie truly was, he quickly slapped himself twice on the mouth. Winnie panicked at once. She stood up, moved to his side, and grabbed his arm. ---- "What are you doing? If you said the wrong thing, then fine, but don't hit yourself! What if it hurts..." Her big eyes blinked.

Not satisfied with holding his arm, she tuned his face toward her and gently touched it, tracing from the corner of his mouth all the way to his ear. Michael's gaze darkened, and his Adam's apple bobbed. Just moments ago, the smell of food in the restaurant had made him unbearably hungry. But the instant he looked at Winnie, he realized that some kinds of hunger didn't have to be satisfied with food. He pressed his lips together and leaned closer to her. Winnie unconsciously did the same. Michael brushed a few light kisses against the tip of her nose.

When she finally relaxed, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. Her skin, her scent, the softness of her mouth-all of it made him addicted. Even though they were in a public place, surrounded by people, he couldn't help himself. He deepened the kiss, prying her lips open and slipping his tongue inside. Michael usually looked gentle and inexperienced, but his ---- technique shocked Winnie. He was tender yet forceful, making desire bloom even as he made her feel safe. In bed, it was even more unbelievable-she had never met anyone so skilled.

Her conclusion from her first experience was simple: There would probably never be a better one in her lifetime. Just then, the restaurant server came over with their dishes. They were kissing too deeply to notice at first. Winnie stiffened, and Michael reacted instantly, pulling her head against his chest. The server glanced over and couldn't help laughing. "Oh my, are you two lovebirds or newlyweds? Even eating a meal together, you're this affectionate." "You've got a sharp eye. We just got married," Michael said after clearing his throat, smiling slightly.

His voice was steady and confident, almost as if he were showing off. Winnie couldn't help pinching his waist hard. The server was teasing him, and he was taking it as praise. Michael twitched but held back from making a sound. ---- Only after the server left did he pull Winnie out of his arms. Don't do that. I'm very sensitive there." "Sensitive?" Winnie blushed, as if she had discovered a whole new world. No wonder-every time she grabbed his waist in bed, his whole body trembled so violently. Michael immediately cut her off. "Eat your food!" Winnie deliberately turned her head away.

"This is so embarrassing. With so many people watching, | can't eat." "Fine. Then I'll feed you. You just look at me." Michael smiled faintly, ignoring her attempt to make things difficult, and actually picked up his chopsticks as if he meant it. Winnie straightened up at once. "Alright, alright, stop fooling around." She was speechless. Picking up her cutlery, she moved back to. her seat across from him. "Michael, what's wrong with you? We just got married, and you've already changed." "Changed? In what way?" Michael looked completely confused. 1