Chapter 393 The Naughty Jeremiah
“You silly girl,”
Jeremiah said, holding her tightly. His fingers threaded through her hair, gently massaging her. At that moment, the two lovers held each other tightly, feeling the rhythm of each other’s heartbeats.
“Jeremiah, may I ask something of you?” Raylee asked.
“Go ahead,” he said.
“I want you to kiss me, so I can feel that you are truly real.”
“Don’t I kiss you all the time?”
“Bullsh’t, your mask is the one doing the kissing. It’s cold and unfeeling.”
Suddenly, Jeremiah let her go.
He lowered his head again, his thin lips just about to kiss her, when suddenly, the sound of coughing echoed from Alfred. Thinking that Alfred had woken up, Jeremiah immediately put on his mask.
As it turned out, all the former did was cough in his slumber.
It was a false alarm, but Jeremiah didn’t take off his mask again.
Jeremiah spoke with a hint of seriousness.
“Ray–Ray, I still need to use Mr. Foucault’s identity to take care of some matters in Jexburgh. So, even though you know who I am, I can’t go public with it just yet. When the right time comes, I’ll reclaim my identity and announce to the world that you are my wife.”
Raylee nodded, “I understand, it’s okay. Whether you’re Mr. Foucault or someone else, you’re still my beloved Mr. Lorimer.” She joyfully threw herself into his arms again.
“By the
way, when you come home, could you take off your mask more often? I don’t want to kiss a cold, unfeeling mask. I want to feel intimate with you”
“Oh? You only want to be intimate? Jeremiah suggested mischievously, “How about we become one?”
Raylee hesitated for a moment, then shyly pounded his muscular chest.
“Ugh, since when did you suddenly become so naughty?”
“There’s more from where that came from. Suddenly, Jeremiah removed his mask:
He lowered his head, kissing her…
The two were lost in each other’s embrace.
They were so engrossed that they lost all sense of time and place, oblivious to the world around them.
After a while, Jeremiah finally let go of her, playfully tapping the tip of her cute nose.
“If we weren’t in Grandpa’s ward, I’d really want to be one with you.”
With a blush tinting her cheeks, Raylee nestled herself in his embrace.
Jeremiah held her tightly. “I promise you, when it’s just the two of us, I’ll always show you my true self and kiss you passionately.”
Upon hearing this, Raylee was immediately filled with joy.
During the vigil, Raylee had intended to engage in an all–night heart–to–heart conversation with Jeremiah.
She had so many questions and yearned to know the answers.
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Chapter 393 The Naughty Jeremiah
For instance, how did Jeremiah, who was shot several times in Musmeynia, survive?
The fact that he hadn’t died was already a miracle, let alone becoming the heir of the Malk royal family.
That itself was a heroic act worthy of an adventure novel.
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However, she hadn’t been leaning against Jeremiah for long before drowsiness overwhelmed her, and she fell asleep, to the extent of snoring softly.
Watching Raylee sleep soundly, Jeremiah was filled with nothing but bliss.
He was glad that when she found out that he was Jeremiah, she was far from resenting him. Instead, she expressed an even stronger love for him.
It was evident that his efforts over the past six months were not in vain.
For the rest of his life, he was determined to cure her illness and stay by her side.
As Jeremiah was silently admiring how serene and beautiful Raylee was when sleeping, the latter’s phone lit up.
Messages were continuously being sent over.
Who is this jerk, bothering my woman so late at night?
Jeremiah was seething as he speculated who it was.
Is it Halston, that simp? The next time I see him, I’m definitely going to give him a piece of my mind! It’s one thing to be obsessed with my woman, but to reveal my identity is just too much. No one had ever dared to be so brazen with me!
Raylee had never been particularly wary, so Jeremiah had always known her mobile phone passcode.
Picking it up and unlocking it, he was shocked to find that the one disturbing her in the middle of the night was none other than Casimir.
