Chapter 610 - 608: Anything That Can Attract My Wife Is Good

Chapter 610: Chapter 608: Anything That Can Attract My Wife Is Good

As they spoke, a Hidden Guard acknowledged the order, grabbed the screeching Eve Warren from the floor, and dragged her away like a dead dog.

"Celeste Grant... you goddamn bitch... Just you wait."

"I won’t let you get away with this! One day, I’ll kill you!"

In response to her threats, Celeste Grant just laughed. "Hahaha, Jocelyn Grant’s mother, you still know nothing about capitalist exploitation. Even if a mistress showed up, she’d have to work on a factory assembly line screwing in bolts. Even the Jade Emperor himself would have to haul sandbags for me. Drag her away."

Once her voice faded away, Celeste Grant felt the very air had cleared. She wasn’t in any rush to kill Jocelyn’s mother. Since she was here, Celeste intended to play the role of a proper host. Since this woman looked down on mortals so much, she would first let her experience the hardships of being one.

"I hope she can last for a while. It’d be a shame if she died so quickly, hehehe."

"Stop laughing." Sitting beside her, Javier Sinclair extended a hand full of shelled sunflower seeds. "I shelled these for you."

Celeste Grant’s gaze fell on his hand, on his long, well-defined fingers. She reached out, grasped his wrist, and pressed his hand against her cheek.

She called out softly.

"Husband."

Celeste Grant put on a confused expression.

"What do you think you’re doing, woman?"

She gave Javier Sinclair a little wink. "I want you to feed me, Husband..." As she spoke, she gently nuzzled her cheek against his hand.

Seeing his adorable wife, Javier Sinclair’s hand froze for a moment, and his Adam’s apple bobbed. "Alright. I’ll feed you."

Celeste Grant leaned closer to him.

"How are you going to feed me, sweetie?"

Just as a blush crept onto his face, she had already taken the shelled seeds from his hand and sat back down. "Sunflower seeds shelled by my Archfiend’s own hands are just the tastiest."

Watching his wife, who had been teasing him one moment only to be completely absorbed in eating sunflower seeds the next, Javier Sinclair leaned close to her. "Wife, that’s not right."

Celeste Grant ignored him and ate a few more seeds. "What’s not right? I think it’s perfectly fine."

He gritted his teeth and whispered in her ear, "One should always see things through to the end. Why didn’t you continue?"

"What was that?" Celeste Grant looked up at him, her face a mask of innocence. "What are you talking about, Husband? I’m not well-read, so I don’t understand."

"Heh!" Javier Sinclair’s eyes narrowed slightly. He lifted her chin and leaned closer. "You’ll find out in a moment."

As he spoke, he stood up, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into his arms. The next moment, he bent down, slung her over his shoulder, and started walking toward the bedroom.

Draped over his shoulder, Celeste Grant reached out to grab his clothes. "Old Fiend Sinclair, what are you doing? Put me down!"

Her words had barely faded when a voice slipped into her ear.

"To f—"

His voice was soft, yet the word he uttered was utterly scandalous.

Celeste Grant’s face flushed red, and she retorted, "Javier Sinclair, has anyone ever told you that you’re getting more and more shameless? How could you say something like that? That hooligan tone doesn’t match that face of yours, you know?"

He completely agreed with his wife’s words. But so what? Javier Sinclair said nonchalantly, "We’re an old married couple. Why would I need to save face with you?"

Celeste Grant: "..."

The corner of her mouth twitched.

"I’m truly speechless."

"I am speaking the truth," he said calmly. "Saving face is for others to see. Behind closed doors, I’ll listen to whatever you say."

’Listen to whatever she says behind closed doors? She’d probably have to subscribe to a premium membership to unlock *that* content.’

Hiss... ’No, I can’t think about that. I’m not Goldie.’

"Shut up, don’t say another word. I feel like if you keep talking, this Chapter will get censored. This is so embarrassing! I’m a pure and flawless Poppy, this isn’t something I should be hearing."

"There’s no one here."

’Even if there were, he had set up a Barrier. Who could possibly hear or see them?’

As he spoke, he carried Celeste Grant into the room and shut the door with a wave of his hand.

Inside the room, Javier Sinclair tossed her onto the bed. He knelt on the edge of the bed with one knee, planting a hand on either side of her as he looked down at her.

Celeste Grant blushed under his gaze and couldn’t help but say, "What are you looking at? Get up already."

He didn’t get up. He just lowered his head, leaned closer, and repeated her earlier words.

"A pure and flawless Poppy?"

Celeste Grant blushed and rolled her eyes at him. "What about it? Can’t I be a pure and flawless Poppy?"

He propped himself up with one hand, while the fingers of his other hand gently hooked the sash at her waist. "A pure and flawless celestial maiden... my wife is certainly worthy of that title."

Javier Sinclair took her hand and placed it on his own waist.

"Untie it."

’Celeste Grant’s gaze shifted from his face to his abs. ’Nice. In this regard, her Archfiend was getting better and better. He was such a quick study, always exceeding expectations.’’

Her fingers hooked his sash. She looked at him with a smile in her eyes and said, "Oh, I’m so scared. A weak, helpless little celestial maiden like me has fallen into the clutches of the Archfiend. *Sob, sob,* you have to be gentle."

Her antics seemed to amuse him.

Javier Sinclair paused for a second, then couldn’t help but burst out laughing. "Hahaha, you actually made me laugh."

Celeste Grant glared at him.

"What the hell are you laughing at?!"

She tugged hard, yanking his sash right off. With a flip, they switched positions. Now, Celeste Grant was on top, one hand pressed against his chest, looking down at him.

"Old Fiend Sinclair, you’re actually quite handsome from this angle."

’Quite handsome was an understatement. That face of his was gorgeous from any angle. ’Exquisitely beautiful and supremely powerful—enjoying a man like this was usually Goldie’s kind of perk.’

"As long as it can attract my wife, it is good enough."

Before, Javier Sinclair never thought much about his own face. But now, seeing the affection and admiration in his wife’s eyes, he could feel his face flush and his heart race.

He reached out and placed his hands on her waist.

"When it comes to beauty, who could ever compare to you?"

Celeste Grant glanced at him and huffed.

"So the old Demon finally realizes I’m beautiful now? Finally knows how to say sweet things, huh? I seem to recall someone once saying... that I wasn’t much to look at..." Before she could finish, a hand pressed against the back of her neck and pushed her down.

Her lips were sealed, his kiss swallowing the rest of her words.

Javier Sinclair thought.

’His wife was about to start settling old scores again. In times like these, it was best to dodge if he could. He was a professional at dodging these ’blades’ now. As long as he was sufficiently charming, his wife would forget. At least, she wouldn’’t bring it up for no reason.’

’If he could, he’d really love to go back in time and smack the man he used to be a few times for running his mouth.’

The bed curtains fell.

A robe slipped from her shoulder.

Her ink-black hair cascaded down to her waist...

Outside the window, the moonlight was perfect. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves in the courtyard.

This was destined to be a sleepless night.

...

「In the days that followed, nothing happened.」

The crimson eye did not appear again.

If there was any amusement to be had, it was with Jocelyn Grant’s mother. She now looked like a woman in her eighties and was busy with hard labor every day. Under the exploitation of this "capitalist," she was living quite the life: hauling sandbags at the docks in the morning and digging stones at the quarry in the afternoon. Her daily rations were one steamed bun and half a bowl of water.

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