Mr. Waltson, Refrain Yourself

“Didn’t you tell me you wanted to marry me?”

When she heard this, she burped in fear and asked, “Am I?”

“That’s right, stop doubting it; it’s you; you said you want me to marry you and help you battle monsters; the Enderson family is a monster; what did the Enderson family encourage you to do yesterday? Wake up, let’s go be married, and I’ll assist you in fighting monsters.”

She didn’t want to hear anything else. She felt the need to find a mouse hole and relax.

“That… Is… Wills Waltson, I was intoxicated last night, and I may have said something stupid after drinking. Pretend you didn’t hear anything.”

“All I know is that you were so desperate to marry me that you came to my house in the middle of the night and offered yourself up.”

Her thoughts blanked out as she remembered some incredibly sensual scenes.

Wasn’t that a nightmare?

She extended her hand and nibbled her thumb. She was humiliated and ashamed.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“I’m guessing there shouldn’t be any mouse holes in your house because your family is so opulent, right?”

Wills Waltson couldn’t help but laugh, shook his head, and walked out of the room.

She continued to cry and slapped her head twice. She shifted her weight onto the bed. She then slammed her head against the pillow.

What should she do as she was going to die?

But before she could finish feeling embarrassed, the door opened again, and Wills Waltson came back in.

Wills Waltson reminded himself of this while he pushed back his laughter.

She had, after all, tortured him all night.

How could he have let this little devil out during the day?

Luna Greenwich sat up straight and gazed at him in an instant.

Wills Waltson changed his clothes on the bed: “Your clothes are too filthy to wear. This is what I chose for you.”

Wills Waltson walked out, she took a bath, he changed his clothing, and he returned.

When she went downstairs, she noticed that the Waltson family’s servants were staring at her curiously.

“Come and eat breakfast with us,” Wills Waltson reMarktin ed as he entered the living room.

“I’m not hungry at all.” She moved her head.

She exaggeratedly raised her wrist to check the time “Oh, no, I’ll be late. I need to get to the company as soon as possible.”

“I have roughly an hour and a half until work.”

“Tsk …

The bus is not a spaceship.”

“I’ll take you there after breakfast. We have other things to do before we leave, after all.”

She was flushed. This guy wouldn’t take her to a wedding, would he?

“I’m not going to eat anything.”

Wills Waltson said calmly: “Butler, please take her to the seat.”

She took the initiative to stroll over and sit in front of him, despite her embarrassment. “May I speak with you alone?”

Butler led his people out as Wills Waltson waved his hand.

She admitted sadly, “I’m not sure what I said last night. I drank excessively. Even if I did, please treat it as if it were intoxicated. I have no intention of marrying you.”

“I said you wouldn’t marry me, so why are you regretting it now? Do you have two personalities, Miss Greenwich ?”

“I’ve previously stated that I drank too much last night, but I’m now completely sober. Can’t we go over this again, Wills Waltson?”

Wills Waltson couldn’t stomache it when he noticed she looked like he was going to collapse. “Forget it for now, but next time…”

She shook her head forcefully. “There will be no next time. I need to cut back on my drinking.”

“Let’s get some food.”

Luna nodded, took two bits of bread, and reMarktin ed, as if thinking about something, “That, last night, did we…”

She began to speak but then stopped. How could she say such a thing?

He grinned. “Would you like to know if we had sex yesterday?”

She nodded and flushed.

“I’m a principled man.”

She breathed out. That’s great.

Then he went on, “I stopped it just before the final step. I don’t want you to accuse me of exploiting you.”

Finally… one step?

She took a swallow.

So he’s completed all of the previous steps?

In other words, the red Marktin she noticed in the mirror just now was not caused by an alcohol allergy.

Ah … It’s really awkward.

She didn’t say anything else and just finished her lunch quietly.

Wills Waltson seemed to have had an idea before they went and pointed to the crystal lamp hanging on the table.

“Do you really need to carry your magic ball?”© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

She shifted her gaze to the tea table, perplexed. “Magic … What exactly is it?”

Wills Waltson shook his head and laughed before turning and walking away.

She scratched her forehead in puzzlement. What does this imply?

What exactly did this man mean?

Walking out of the hallway and into the courtyard, she was puzzled to see someone planting a tree.

The Greenwich ery in the yard had already been done so well, why was there another cherry blossom?

Wills Watson naturally turned his head to look at her, “I’ve planted your family here. When missing your family member, come and see it at any time.

“Huh?” She was stunned again.

Wills Watson looked at her while laughing uncontrollably, “Ah what? Don’t you think this tree looks familiar? ”

She looked at him speechlessly. “What are you talking about?”

Wills Watson laughed: “If you don’t know, then forget it. For the current you, not knowing is the best result. Let’s go.”

When he got into the car, she said worriedly, “It’s not appropriate for me to go there in your car.”

“You only have two options.” One, be late. Second, get in my car and get to the company on time. ”

She was a person with a feeling of time for a little moment. She opened the car door and sat inside without saying anything more.

The car was unusually quiet. She turned around and glanced out the window at the surroundings.

A scary scene flashed through her mind as she walked by Cherry Blossom Long Street and saw the cherry blossoms on the wayside…

“Oh my goodness.” She cupped her palm over her lips.

He fixed his gaze on her. “What occurred?”

“That particular tree.” She turned around to face him. “Your courtyard’s tree…”

“Did you remember something?”

Her face turned very crimson. “I must be dreaming,” I say.

“No, I still remember you swearing an oath to that tree.” You gripped it firmly, and because I promised to bring it home, you were willing to let go. So, as promised, I went to retrieve the tree this morning. You are not required to be so grateful to me. Anyway, you were the most powerful woman at the time because you were intoxicated.”

She buried her face with her hands and closed her eyes.

“I just don’t know if that tree will be your younger sister or your younger brother,” he added, hugging his chest. According to the age of the tree, it cannot be elder brother and sister.”

Luna pursed her lips and turned to face him.

“What’s wrong?” he said quietly. Could it be that, while others nurture dogs as sons, you desire to grow trees as sons or daughters? ”

“You’d better shut up,” she tightened her teeth.

“Alright.” He replied flatly, turned to stare out the window, and couldn’t help but raise the corner of his mouth.

This woman was extremely captivating.