Chapter 732 The sunset glow spilled onto him, painting him in a soft golden hue that was gentle yet bright Eleanor stood in her wedding dress, the warm yellow light illuminating her and making the diamonds on the gown sparkle It was only then that the audience understood why the dress was hailed as a one of a kind masterpiece It turned that, under the evening light the dress radiated colors resembling a sea at sunset. It was breathtaking Eleanor was staring at her dress in awe when Bernard, impatient, hurried over to lead her up to the shipâs top deck.
âWhatâs the rushâ Eleanor asked Bernard, holding her hand and glancing down at her neck and chest, replied, âGuess?â
âTo watch the sunset?â Eleanor guessed To watch you.â Bernard answered Eleanor was about to ask him what he meant when he suddenly swept her off her feet, wedding dress and all With practiced ease, Bernard carried her up to the fourth floor He kicked open the closed door and quickly stepped inside.
Before Eleanor could take in the room, Bernard had already placed her on the bed He devoured her with his eyes for a few seconds before descending onto her with fervent kisses.
Eleanor pushed him off, saying. Thavenât removed my makeup or showered Dont rush.â
She hoped for some romance tonight to make some sweet memories. She didnât want to dive straight into sex like they usually did...
But Bernard removed her hand and held her wrists above her head.
He leaned down to kiss her again. Like a parched man, only contact with her could quench his inner thirst.
How many times had he wanted to pin her beneath him when he saw her skin at the wedding ceremony?
If not for wanting to give her a perfect ceremony, he would have taken her away earlier. But it wasnât too late, he still had a month with her.
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Bernardâs actions made Eleanor think their honeymoon was going to be spent in bed Eleanor was on the verge of tears when Bernardâs hand slipped under her wedding dress.
He was trying to undo the dressâs ties but found them to be endless.
Bernard looked at the ties skeptically before continuing to unravel them, only to find more.
Eleanor watched his furrowed brows and couldnât help but laugh. âMr. Laurence, this feels familiar, doesnât it?â
The first time they met, she deliberately wore lots of clothes, making him undress her layer by layer like a Russian nesting doll.
Bernard glanced at her and asked, âWhat did you call me?â
Eleanor tilted her head at him and said, âMr. Laurence.â
Bernard let go of the ties.
He leaned down to gently touch her ear with his mouth. âDarling, Iâll give you another chance, what should you call me now?â
His flirting skills were undoubtedly topânotch.
He gripped her chin, not allowing her to dodge âWhat should you call me?â
After marriage, she should naturally address him as her husband But for some reason, she felt extremely shy about calling him that directly.
âSweetheart, call me husband Let me hear it â