Chapter 652: Let’s Hear a Shout Now

“Young Master Lopez, if I were to say that I saw nothing tonight, I would definitely be lying to you, and you wouldn’t believe me. But I want you to know, I don’t see your behavior as shameful. After all, that was Adrian Zhekova, the successor to the Zhekova family, one of the Big Eight families.” Wendy Clarke took a deep breath, carefully crafting her words.

“Who wouldn’t tread carefully around him when he’s angry? There’s nothing laughable about lowering one’s pride for the greater good, for the family, when facing Adrian Zhekova. It’s just that Adrian didn’t consider me worth noticing.”

“I’m such an insignificant person in front of Adrian, I barely exist. Otherwise, I might be more afraid and kneel before him.”

“Young Master Lopez, I sincerely believe, you haven’t disgraced yourself,” Wendy finally said.

Edward Lopez stared at her, uncertain whether to believe or not.

After a while, he sneered, turned on his heel, and left, leaving Wendy alone.

Only when Edward had moved some distance away did Wendy start to breathe normally.

The cold wind on this winter night seemed to make her forehead even cooler than usual. Wendy touched her forehead and realized that she had broken out in a cold sweat.

Adrian Zhekova had had a bit to drink tonight. He wasn’t drunk, but Cleave Roland drove the car.

Adrian had been holding Cindy Clarke’s hand before getting into the car. They were briefly separated as they got in the car, but as soon as they were in, he immediately grabbed Cindy’s hand again.

“Everything I just told Wendy was a lie. I was just trying to scare her, so she won’t persuade your parents to make things difficult for you,” Adrian hurriedly explained to Cindy as soon as he got into the car.

Cindy naturally knew that Adrian was not going to despise her, as he claimed. “Besides, didn’t you pinch me just now? I got your hint,” she said.

Unfortunately, with Cleave Roland in the front seat, many things were difficult to say. Adrian found it better to drive himself.

Cindy leaned into Adrian’s neck and took a few sniffs, then lightly sniffed at the corner of his mouth.

“What are you doing?” Adrian looked down and took a few sniffs of his own shoulders. “Do I smell?”

“No,” Cindy shook her head. “I was just checking to see if there was any alcohol smell. Did you drink a lot tonight?”

Had it not been for the drinking, Adrian would never have let Cleave Roland drive.

“I didn’t dare to drink much, but even if I did drink a little, I wouldn’t dare to drive,” Adrian said with a smile.

Cindy nodded, “That’s true.”

But it was somewhat awkward to have a conversation with Cleave Roland there.

They whispered some sweet nothings to each other and found it quite entertaining.

Back at home, Morgan Zhekova had already been put to sleep by Aunt Jenkins.

Seeing the couple return, Aunt Jenkins left.

Adrian thought it was great that Morgan was sleeping so soundly, and he pulled Cindy directly into the bedroom.

Cindy had intended to see Morgan, even if he was already asleep, she wanted to give him a gentle kiss.

Little did she know Adrian would pull her into the bedroom without saying a word.

Once the door was closed, Adrian excitedly said to Cindy: “I heard you call me ‘husband’ tonight.”

Cindy: “…”

He was still so excited about something that happened quite some time ago.

Cindy couldn’t help but reflect, did she seldom call him that way? So when Adrian heard it once, he got so excited.

As Cindy was thinking about this, Adrian leaned in to kiss her.

Holding her face in his hands, he asked, “What are you distracted by?”

“Nothing,” Cindy quickly shook her head.

“You deny it, but your eyes were just wandering. What were you thinking about?” Adrian asked.

Barely missing a beat, Cindy replied, “I was thinking about you.”

Adrian: “…”

This girl, she seemed to have become more cheeky, speaking such sweet words effortlessly.

Seeing Adrian’s disbelief, Cindy quickly explained, “It’s true, I was self-reflecting.”

This further confused Adrian. “What were you reflecting on?”

“I was reflecting on whether I’m usually not good enough to you, judging by how happy you were when I called you ‘husband'”, Cindy murmured.

She thought hard, she hadn’t done anything wrong to Adrian, had she?

Adrian then picked her up; “It was just because you rarely call me that way, the rarity makes it more precious.”

Cindy thought for a moment, her eyes shifting, before she asked, “Do you prefer me calling you Adrian or ‘husband’?”

After a good deal of thought, Adrian said, “Both. Each name has its own charm. When you call me ‘husband’, your voice gets soft and sweet, which I find especially endearing.

Did she really sound like that when she called him “husband”? Cindy never noticed.

“When you call me Adrian, it makes our relationship sound especially intimate, like a husband and wife, like partners. So, I like both,” he said.

With that, Cindy did not know which one to choose.

Adrian then suggested, “Call me by both often. I like both. Call me ‘husband’ when you want to act spoiled.”

Only then did Cindy realize that she had unwittingly enjoyed playing the cute and spoiled with Adrian.

As she was lost in thought, Adrian suddenly leaned in and whispered in her ear, “Even in day time, when it’s just the two of us, you can call me ‘husband’. I like that the most.”

Cindy’s face turned beet red, lightly pounded his chest.

What did he mean by day and night? As if they were doing something during the day.

Then she remembered, they really had had some moments during the day.

Before she knew, Adrian was already lifting her off the floor

The next second, Cindy found herself being pressed down on the bed by Adrian

Cindy let out a small shout of surprise. Fortunately, Adrian’s place was big and filled with rooms, so she didn’t have to worry about waking the little one up.

Holding Cindy’s wrists, Adrian chuckled, “I love hearing you call me ‘husband’, especially when you’re in my arms, losing all rational thought while calling out my name tremulously.”

Cindy knew exactly what Adrian was referring to, and her face turned even redder.

Adrian then urged in a low voice, “Call me now, let me hear.”

With her face flushed, Cindy clenched her lips tightly, unable to utter a word.

Adrian put on a disappointed face, “You were just asking me about my preference, and also felt you haven’t been treating me well. Why are you backing out now?”