Damn! I Fall in Love With Him
Chapter 340: Silent Language of Death

Chapter 340: Silent Language of Death

"What do you mean? I didn’t change the subject. Instead, I was asking about why you think I’m sending her away...my pretty wife." Andrew said calmly with a teasing smile. But his hand began to enter into her skirt and gently touched her intimated part...

Mel let go of her husband’s arms and stood away from him.

While facing him, she said, "Husband...Can you hold back? We’re outside. What if someone sees us?" She immediately looked around her. Afraid that a worker would see them making out.

A playful smile appears on his handsome face.

"My wife, don’t worry. It’s just the two of us here... Even though we are making love in this open place, no one will care..." Andrew said while asking her to sit again on his lap.

But Mel did not dare to sit near him. Afraid her husband really wants to make love to her in this garden. She ignores him and asks again about Irina... "Husband, can you please reply to my first question?"

"What question?" He stood up and pulled her into his arms.

Mel couldn’t avoid his embrace. She looked up at his face before saying, "Where is Irina? I want her to report to me now..." She asks again while staring at his eyes. She can feel Andrew was avoiding talking about Irina.

Andrew chuckled. Later, he kissed her lips to stop her from talking too much. His wife is adorable. Makes him want to touch her...

Mel was dumbfounded.

How could her plan change?

Before, she plans to seduce Andrew, so he doesn’t send Irina to another place. But now, it was him who teased her. This is out of plan.

After Andrew released his kiss... he carried her into the villa. Mel can’t do anything...she could only wrap her arms around Andrew’s neck.

"Wife... I really miss you. We did not touch each other for four nights... I want to touch you now." Only this time, he had not touched her for so long. It felt like his head was about to explode. The only thing on his mind right now was her.

When they arrived at the bedroom, Andrew laid his wife gently on the soft bed.

Mel’s body tense when she sees there is a trace of lust in her husband’s gaze.

Instantly Andrew kissed her deeply... their tongue entangled together. A few seconds later, she could feel her body starting to heat, and a few soft moans escaped from her mouth.

"H-Husband..." she calls him between their kisses.

Andrew kisses her more profoundly, and his hand starts undressing her blouse. In no time, half of her body was naked. While still kissing her, he touches her bare breasts gently. His kiss slowly stops, and he whispers to her ear that he wants her.

Make Mel feel turned on...when she hears his hoarse, deep voice in her ear. Then Andrew starts to kiss her breasts, she feels pleasure, and in no time, she twitches and moans every time her husband licks and sucks her nipple.

"My wife... I want you now." He whispers and starts to remove her panty.

But the moment Mel is fully naked, she remembers something... She suddenly stops. She pushes Andrew gently.

Andrew’s eyes burned, and he frowned, clueless why her wife suddenly stopped.

"H-Husband...did you forget what Aunty Ivanna said?" Aunty Ivanna advised them to reduce sex in the first semester of pregnancy. And that time her husband promised not to touch her for a while.

Instantly Andrew’s face turned dark.

"I know it. You must have forgotten what Aunty said and you’re promised." Mel pulls his face near her, and she kisses his lips gently. After that, she released her kiss.

Andrew lay beside her while closing his eyes. Trying to calm his mind and heart. "My wife, I didn’t forget. But..." Andrew calls her softly, then falls silent.

Mel tilted her head to see Andrew beside her... "Hmm, but what?"

"I think I need a cold shower. You go to the living room...someone is waiting for you..." He then got up from the bed and immediately walked to the bathroom.

Huh? Why did he suddenly want to take a shower? Wasn’t he already taking a shower before coming here? Mel was confused.

But a moment later, she got out of bed. She used her clothes again and rushed downstairs.

Just as she was about to go down the stairs, she saw Irina sitting on the sofa. Mel’s eyes lit up, "IRINA!?" She shouts in happiness.

Gosh! She worries for nothing. She thought her husband would send her away to another country, but apparently not.

Irina, who was waiting for the Young Lady, immediately stood up and greeted her. "Young Lady, this morning, I was told that from today onwards, you will be staying here. So, I just moved my things to the Staff Dorm below."

Mel laughed in her heart. It turns out she was wrong about her husband.

"That’s good...Irina. Well, during this week, I will stay at home. I have no plans to go out. You know my husband, right? He is overprotective of me if I get injured like this..." Mel laughs before continuing, "Irina, you can do your other work or get some rest. I’ll call you if I need anything."

Irina nods and says goodbye to go back downstairs to her place, where the villa workers and bodyguards are on standby.

"Irina, wait a minute...." Mel called out to Irina as she opened the stairs access door that led to the downstairs near the kitchen.

"Yes, Young Lady? Is there anything you want to ask me?" Irina stops and looks at the young lady.

Mel walks to Irina. "Irina, tell me about Lara?" She asked.

Irina suddenly froze in place with a look in her eyes that suddenly turned sad and confused.

When Mel saw a trace of deep sadness in Irina’s eyes. She felt her heart tighten. Her heart said something terrible had happened to Lara. Instantly, her knees felt weak, and she almost fell. But, Irina swiftly caught her hand.

"Young Lady..." Irina shouted in panic, and her eyes turned red.

Mel could see Irina cry in front of her. This was the first time she saw her cry. She knew right away... what was happening to Lara. Because tears are the silent language of death.

Suddenly Mel felt her heart empty. Even though she succeeded in catching Zack, she failed because someone she trusted and cared for lost her life in the process.