Chapter 133: Chapter 133

‘Chapter 133 With the familiar voice and smell, just a word and a hug offset Vivienne’s grievances in the past few days.

Before Damien came back, Vivienne kept sulking, thinking that even if Damien came back, she would ignore him.

But when he hugged her, her faith instantly collapsed.

Vivienne didn’t speak, she had mixed feelings in her heart, she wanted to say a lot, but she didn’t know where to start.

“Are you really angry?”

Damien kissed her forehead, her cheeks, and his fingers running up and down her waist, he said close to her ear.

“Sorry, I come home late,” he said.

Vivienne still didn’t speak, and let him kiss. In fact, she had already been aroused by him.

He added in a hoarse voice, “I miss you, honey.”

These few words immediately broke Vivienne’s guard, she beat his chest with her fists as if to vent, “Damien, you are an asshole.”

“I’m an asshole.” Damien held her hands lightly and then kissed her ferociously.

If it wasn’t for some problems with the project over there, Damien would have come back long ago.

He had been looking forward to coming back, he missed her. He had not seen her for a few days, and he missed her crazily.

He picked her up and walked toward the bedroom.

Dividing into panse nesti After it was over, Vivienne lay in his arms, listening to his strong heartbeat, she felt very at ease, and she didn’t take the initiative to mention the house.

Damien closed his eyes and hugged her, stroking her arm with his thumb, and after resting, he said, “I have something for you.”

Vivienne got up from his arms, “What?”

He turned over and opened the second drawer of the bedside table, and took out a real estate certificate, “This is for you.”

Seeing the real estate certificate, Vivienne was surprised. She took it and opened it, and was even more surprised.

“Why is there my name?”

This was the real estate certificate of this house, which had co-owners, she and Damien shared this house.

Damien smiled, “You are my wife, so mine is yours. I have always wanted to tell you that this house was shared by us. I bought it after we got married. I know you don’t mind suffering with me, but I don’t want to wrong my wife.”

Vivienne was so surprised that she couldn’t speak. She always thought that Damien was guarding against her, afraid that she would covet this house, but it turned out that this house had always been her share.

Vivienne repeatedly confirmed the information on the real estate certificate, and asked in disbelief, “Why did you add my name? I didn’t invest in it. Aren’t you afraid that I will covet your house?”

Damien looked at her dotingly, “I think you will covet my body more than the house.”

Hearing this, Vivienne blushed. She was angry and wanted to laugh at the same time, she patted his chest lightly with the real estate certificate, and said duplicity, “I do not covet your body.”

He pulled her into his arms, pinched her waist mischievously, and said in a low voice, “Huh? Are you not satisfied with my performance just now?”

“Stop, it’s itchy.” Vivienne giggled, and said intentionally, “I’m not satisfied, I’m not satisfied… um…”

He sealed her lips with a kiss and completely conquered her with his actions.

Thirty years of restraint vanished in front of Vivienne, and it was the first time he longed for a woman so much.

He couldn’t wait to take possession of her completely.

Later, Vivienne was really tired, she had a lot of doubts but forgot to ask.

When she woke up again, it was already dawn, and she stretched out her hand to touch the side, it was empty, Damien was not there.

There was a sound in the living room, and she seemed to hear the neighbor downstairs coming again.

Vivienne quickly put on her clothes and went out. She didn’t know what Damien said to the neighbor madam, but the neighbor madam left with a smile from ear to ear.

Dividing into pages now This was completely different from the vicious woman who made things difficult for her before.

After the neighbor madam left, Vivienne walked over, “What did you tell her? She smiled like she won a million lottery.”

Damien hugged Vivienne’s waist, his thin lips hooked slightly, “That’s because I’m too attractive.”

She laughed, “Narcissism.”