Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband

“I, I don’t know…”

From the time he went into the room until he came out, it wasn’t even an hour, and Austin Spencer was there when he went in. Even if he and Rosanne Nichols wanted to do something, they couldn’t possibly do it in front him, right?

After Austin Spencer left, he only spent about ten plus minutes inside the room.

Ten plus minutes…

Every time this man… was with her, it seemed to take several hours…

Indeed, given his usual passion, a mere ten or so minutes wouldn’t even be enough for foreplay.

The more she thought about it, the redder Emily’s face became.

Watching her flushed face, Baron Stuart slightly raised the corner of his lips, as if he could see through her thoughts.

However, he was somewhat dissatisfied with her response!

He narrowed his eyes and approached her, “Don’t know? Is it that you really don’t know or you are pretending not to know? Or is it that I have never ‘satisfied’ you, so you have no ‘feeling’ to remember the ‘pleasure’ I brought to you?”

Seeing his approaching face, Emily unconsciously leaned back. Why did this man have to be so explicit?

Following that, her expression dimmed as if she remembered something. “You haven’t touched me in almost a month. Even if there was something, I can’t remember it now anyway…”

In reality, she could never forget the cloud-reaching pleasures he brought her in this lifetime.

The reason she’d said that was just to find an excuse, to understand why he’d suddenly become distant from her.

Her sudden words caught Baron Stuart off guard.

Was the woman in front of him blaming him for not touching her this month?

The corner of his lips curved up, and Baron Stuart pulled her into his arms. “So, you do care about that sort of thing?”

Emily fell into his arms, feeling somewhat shy.

Maybe it’s true that women tended to be reserved in this area, and she was not someone who couldn’t bear loneliness.

But what she cared about was not that, what she cared about was why he didn’t touch her anymore, why he was cold to her!

“I don’t care about that at all, but… I don’t want to have an expiration date in your heart, and I don’t want to become unappealing to you…” Her voice choked with emotion and she felt wronged.

Hearing her words, Baron Stuart’s heart tightened.

He lowered his head and gripped her chin, “Why would you think that?”

Emily sniffed, “Because, someone said that if a man no longer touches you, it means you’ve expired in his heart, and there’s no more excitement left!”

Upon hearing this, Baron Stuart’s dark eyes burned with anger.

Damn it!

Who had been feeding her such absurd thoughts!?

Holding her frail body tightly in his arms, Baron Stuart was about to explain when there came a knock on the room door.

“Young Master, Young Madam, Madam has arrived.” Mrs. Noelle’s voice sounded from outside the door.

The two of them on the bed froze for a moment.

It was Emily who first reacted, pushing him away and getting out of the bed.

As the two of them went downstairs together, Vivian Ferguson, who was sitting in the living room, glanced at her son unhappily, as if annoyed.