Flash Marriage: My Penniless Billionaire Husband

Chapter 393: Sorry, Honey!

"No, I have to discuss it with her."

Thinking of this, James quickly chased after Yvonne all the way downstairs.

"Yvonne, wait a minute, let’s talk about this again."

"About what?"

Before Yvonne could reply, Mrs. Taylor stepped forward and spoke.

James quickly shut his mouth. "It’s nothing."

However, Mrs. Taylor glared at him. "There’s no room for discussion. You have to listen to Yvonne."

Mrs. Taylor took Yvonne’s arm and said with a smile, "What do you say, sweetheart?"

Yvonne glanced at his husband. Seeing his sullen expression, she couldn’t help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

James looked at his mother standing on Yvonne’s side, feeling very depressed. She had no idea what he was talking about. "Did you hear me?"

Seeing the disgruntled look on his face, Mrs. Taylor patted his shoulder and walked toward the dining table.

"Yes, madam."

James touched the place where he was hit and followed her gloomily.

Mrs. Taylor prepared a sumptuous dinner with a few more nutritious dishes.

During the meal, Mrs. Taylor warmly served food to Yvonne, while James sat by the side, feeling neglected.

As he ate the rice in his bowl, he looked at the small pile of dishes in his wife’s bowl and instantly sighed in his heart. "Well, well, she is not pregnant yet, but I have already been left uncared. If she is really pregnant one day, maybe I will become a boy with no Mom."

For the first time, James felt threatened.

However, what made him even more depressed was still to come.

That night, he was cast out of the bedroom by his wife.

"Sorry, honey, you’d better sleep in the guest room."

As she spoke, Yvonne placed the pillow in his arms. Just as she was about to close the door, James stopped her.

"Yvonne, I promise I will be good. Don’t cast me out." James begged desperately. Yvonne replied awkwardly, "I trust you, but you’d better endure it." "No, I swear I won’t touch you."

"Come on, honey, just a few days."

After saying that, Yvonne shut the door.

James was chased out of the bedroom. No matter how hard he knocked on the door, there was no answer.

In the end, he could only hug his pillow and dejectedly head to the guest room next door.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night.

The next day, James woke up with dark circles under his eyes.

When he went downstairs, his mom was sitting on the sofa scrolling through short videos. When she heard the footsteps, she glanced up and was shocked.

"What’s wrong with you? Didn’t you sleep last night?"

James yawned and went to the refrigerator to fetch ice water to drink. He drank a whole bottle. Just as he was about to speak, Yvonne went downstairs.

Compared to his fatigue, she was in a good state.

She looked good and her skin was so delicate.

Obviously, she slept very well last night.

Looking at her glowing face, James pursed his lips unhappily. Why was she in such good spirits? And he spent a sleepless night. "That was unfair!"

As he muttered in his heart, Yvonne walked up to him.

"Morning, Mom!"

"Morning!"

Mrs. Taylor replied with a smile.

Only then did Yvonne look at James, who was standing by the side.

...

Just as she was about to ask him if he had slept well last night, she saw the dark circles under his eyes.

She was stunned, and then she hurriedly walked over.

"Didn’t you sleep well last night?" She whispered.

James snorted. "Isn’t it obvious? I didn’t sleep at all last night."

Afraid that his mom would hear him, he lowered his voice.

Yvonne wanted to laugh, but she didn’t dare to because she was also afraid of attracting Mrs. Taylor’s attention. She whispered, "I’ll apply a cold compress to you when we get back upstairs."

"Now," James said.

Yvonne nodded and the two of them went upstairs one after another.

Since it was the weekend, they didn’t have to go to work, so Mrs. Taylor didn’t care too much about them.

After returning to the bedroom, James closed the door at once. He pulled Yvonne’s hands and pressed them against the wall.

It was so sudden that Yvonne did not have time to react. She was pressed against the wall. Their eyes met and his slightly angry eyes swept across her face wantonly. Finally, his gaze stopped on her lips. He stretched out his hand and slowly lifted her chin. He rubbed it a few times and said, "Huh! You’re so heartless. You slept well last night."

He said in a slightly blaming tone.

Yvonne felt a little guilty. Indeed, she had slept well last night without him.

However, his look told her that he would not let this matter rest so easily if he found out.

Thus, she coughed dryly and said, "No, I... actually didn’t sleep well either."

Hearing this, James raised her chin provocatively and leaned closer to her, saying, "Really? You look prettier than yesterday."

His lips were very close to hers. As he spoke, his breath lingered on her face. Yvonne flushed.

"Lier."

She was just about to lower her head to avoid him, but he stopped her. This time, he got closer. When he was about to kiss her, he suddenly stopped and said.

"We need to talk again."

"Last night... didn’t we agree on it?" She said guiltily.

"That’s what you said. I didn’t agree."

James frowned.

"Then... what do you want?"

Her chin was being pinched, and that made her feel a little uncomfortable. She twisted her body and then said.

James sensed that, so he let go of her chin, but he still held her hands. He continued to hold her in his arms and said, "How about stopping sex three days in advance before the ovulation?"

"Three days?" Yvonne said. "Isn’t that too short?"

"That’s enough. The doctor said that I’m energetic. Three days is enough," James said bluntly.

He continued to talk about this topic in such an undisguised manner. Yvonne felt that she was too shy to continue.

"Well... Can we talk about it later?"

As she spoke, she tried to move his hand away. Just as she was about to walk away, she was pulled back by him.

"No."

She had to stay there.

"How about seven days?"

Hearing her words, James thought carefully for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, I just read some materials. Menses will last 14 days. If it’s seven days, then you’ll be still on the period."

"Then... five days."

Yvonne also took a step back.

Seeing that he was still hesitating, she added, "That’s the limit. If it’s less, I won’t be able to get pregnant."

Hearing this, James frowned. "You really want to get pregnant?"

Yvonne nodded sincerely.

...

Seeing her so serious, James paused for a second and said, "Okay, as you say. Five days."

Seeing that he had agreed, Yvonne heaved a sigh of relief.

However, he didn’t seem to want to let go of her. She reached out to poke his chest and gestured him to step back.

James raised his eyebrows and took a step back and freed her.

Finally, the provocative confrontation was over. Yvonne instantly heaved a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to leave, James stepped forward and blocked her way.

"You’re not lying to me, are you?"

Yvonne was shocked and leaned back against the wall reflexively. When she met James’s questioning gaze, she frowned and said, "No."

"Really?"

James narrowed his eyes.

"Really," Yvonne swallowed her saliva and said.

"Then... why don’t we start from today?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he sealed her lips.

Yvonne was unprepared for the kiss and her mind went blank.

She froze for a while, and his hands were starting to move across her body.

Yvonne was afraid of the itch, so as soon as he touched her, she couldn’t help giggling.

The more she laughed, the more eager James was, and his move was more provocative.

Early in the morning, when they were about to make out, James’s cellphone suddenly rang.

James was in high spirits, so he pretended not to hear the ring. However, Yvonne reminded him, "Pick up the phone." "No, our thing is more important."

He continued as he spoke, but he couldn’t stop the bell from ringing. The endless noise annoyed him.

"You’d better answer the phone first. What if there is an emergency?" Yvonne reminded him again.

Only then did James stop and reluctantly take out his phone from his pocket. Seeing that it was his assistant, Hammer, he gritted his teeth and said, "If the thing is not important, you will be dead meat."

He gritted his teeth and answered the phone.

"What is it?"

His tone was very unfriendly.

Hammer, who was on the other end of the line, was so frightened that he almost dropped his phone.

"Mr... Taylor... We’ve found Jeff Reed."

Hearing this, James was stunned for a moment, and then the expression on his face eased up. "Okay, I see."

He hung up the phone and slowly turned to look at Yvonne.

Yvonne had just tidied up her clothes. As she met his gaze, she was stunned for a second and asked, "Was it Hammer? Is there something wrong with the company?"

James said, "It’s not about the company. They found Jeff."

He stared into her eyes.

Yvonne froze for a moment and then said excitedly, "Is that real? When can I meet him?"

She seemed to be in a hurry.

Looking at her anxious face, James remembered that she had said she would tell him the whole story only after she met Jeff.

He respected her and did not force her, but he still felt uncomfortable in his heart.

After all, she was not honest.

When he thought of this, he frowned and said, "You can meet him at any time. But..."

"But what?" Yvonne asked.

"But I’m in a bad mood now."

James deliberately turned around as if he was angry.

Yvonne naturally knew what he was referring to and felt a little speechless.

He was really like a child.

She turned around, and then stood on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on his face. "Are you in a good mood now?"

She blinked mischievously.

James touched the place where she had kissed and said, "Not bad."

"Then... can you take me there?"

"Barely."

After breakfast, the two of them drove away from the Taylors.

However, as they got closer to their destination, Yvonne could not help but feel nervous.

She really did want to see Jeff, wishing to ask him what exactly happened back then.

However, she was also afraid of seeing him and hearing that cruel past from him.

That would cut her scar again.

"What’s wrong?"

James told that she was in a state of anxiety.

Yvonne quickly shook her head, trying to get out of the thoughts in her mind and say, "It’s nothing."

James stopped asking. Instead, he reached out to hold her hand and comforted her silently.

Yvonne glanced at him gratefully. Her emotions had more or less calmed down.

It took about 40 minutes to arrive at the destination. It was a rural house, which looked a little shabby.

James got out of the car first, looked around, and then went around to open the door for his wife.

The two of them had just reached the door when Hammer came up to them. "Good morning, Mr. Taylor and Mrs. Taylor." Hammer greeted them.

"Where is he?" James asked.

Hammer said, "He’s inside, and it has been disinfected as you ordered, but..." "But what?" Seeing him hemming and hawing, James asked.

Hammer glanced at Yvonne and said, "Jeff doesn’t look well. Madam, you should be mentally prepared."

Hearing this, James turned to look at Yvonne and asked for her opinion. Yvonne replied calmly, "Don’t worry, I’m fine."

Hearing her words, James turned his head and said to Hammer, "Lead the way."

"Yes."

Hammer turned around and led the way.

The new couple followed the assistant into the house.

The interior of the private house looked better than the outside.

In such a strange place, James was a little worried and held Yvonne’s hand firmly.

Just like that, they followed Hammer across the dilapidated living room and stopped at the door of a dimly lit room.

"Mr. Taylor, we’re here," Hammer said.

James took a look inside and dimly found a bed. There seemed to be a person lying on the bed. However, as soon as he got closer, he smelled a pungent disinfectant.

James subconsciously covered his nose and looked at Yvonne. "I’ll go with you."

Yvonne looked into the room and paused for a moment before saying, "There’s no need. I can go in alone."

"Are you sure?"

James frowned.

Yvonne nodded and said, "Don’t worry. With you guys outside, he won’t do anything to me."

James frowned and thought, "If he does, he’ll die."

He didn’t insist and told her, "We’ll wait outside. Call us if you need anything."

"Got it."

Yvonne nodded and walked in.

Because the light inside was too dim, she had to turn on the flashlight of her phone.

It was not until then that she saw the decoration inside clearly.

The furnishings in the room were extremely simple. There was only a bed and a table.

As soon as she entered the room, a pungent smell filled the air.

That was the smell of the disinfectant she was familiar with.

She remembered that she had heard Hammer report to James that he had disinfected this place.