Lover Forced The Ruler

Chapter 81. Jealous

"Is he really that great?" ask Lisle carefully. He now solemnly noticed Andra's expression beside him.

Andra just muttered. His eyes were still focused forward. He looked like he was daydreaming.

"You like Mr Kent?" Suddenly the question just came out of his mouth. Lisle regretted it but it was too late. There are women who claim to like their husbands.

Andra jumped out of her daydream and turned to Lisle. "No, Mistress. Where do I dare!" His hands twitched before his face as an affirmation that he could not possibly have liked Mr. Kent. His usually stern face was now flushed red.

Lisle complained to herself inwardly. Andra is a girl who is still alone. Obviously, the girl liked her husband. But which girl doesn't like Mr Kent? He has it all. Except heart. The man was extremely heartless even to this frail wife. How could he….

Lisle's gaze returned to Kennard there. The man smiled at him. But Lisle did not want to be fooled by that smile. He is smart enough to read. Kennard's smile this time is not a good sign. Not charming in his eyes.

Lisle gulped considering some events after seeing such a smile. The girl ignored her husband and returned to Andra.

"You like it no problem either." Lisle threw the sweetest smile. "Nobody can stop you from liking anyone. The problem is if you want it."

That'sthat's true! Who can forbid those girls to like Kennard? They just need to know themselves now. Mr. Kent already has a wife.

It's just that they can't announce it now.

Lisle nibbled her temple. His head is a little dizzy. He's been thinking too much lately.

"No. no…. I may have had such thoughts" Andra argued. He's getting restless. His attitude was back as formal as it was at the beginning.

"That's it. I'm sure you're not like that." Lisle waved her hand in the air.

A moment later there was no more conversation between the two. A young man came up to them and told them that dinner was ready. Lisle and Andra got up from her seat and walked over to the large tables with various barbeques on them.

Lisle took a seat next to her husband as soon as she got the signal from the man to get close. And during that dinner he was quieter. Lisle simply responded to Kennard's words with a nod or a sling.

"What's wrong?" kennard whispers in Lisle's ear. His movements look natural when tilting his face to the side. "Not feeling well?"

"Now? No. gabe. I'm just so tired." Lisle hopes her husband understands the 'don't bother me tonight' gesture he gave her. Kennard did promise not to interrupt his break the first night they arrived but finished him off on the second night. Basic sneaky!

"But today you're so great and look pretty strong. You've been able to spend ten rounds even though the time record is still bad." Kennard spoke while stabbing a shellless shrimp and putting it in his mouth.

Lisle did not bother to respond. He just continued eating it in silence. His feeling is uncomfortable. As he was about to put down his fork spoon, Kennard added some shrimp and squid to his wife's plate.

"Try it! It's tasty. You should eat more for extra energy. The days ahead will be harder." Kennard advised his wife.

"What do you mean by extra energy? Are you gonna make me tired? Do you want to kill me? Mr Kennard Kent, aren't we on our honeymoon? Why are you torturing me like this?" Lisle couldn't take it anymore. He put down his fork spoon. Taking the glass and downing the contents and wiping the corners of his lips violently. Then got up from his chair and while stomping his feet in annoyance he passed by leaving the place.

There was a strange silence for a moment. Everyone was surprised to see this incredible sight. Mrs Kent is angry with their boss. Who would dare to scold their boss? Nothing, of course. Only his little wife is brave.

But none of them dared to comment except Max, the great height, the head of their training group. "It seems that Madam is exhausted" he said, smiling at Kennard who received no response.

Kennard himself finished his dinner without saying anything more. His face looked cold to the people around him but from the corner of his mouth like a smile could appear at any time. It was strange for those who were used to feeling intimidated while being around the boss. This time, Mr. Kent looks more human. Smiles are seen more often.

"If Mr. Kent had taken his wife every time he came here. It will be more relaxed than usual." Someone once dreamed.

Kennard immediately returned to the room in the separate building as soon as he finished his dinner. He found his wife lying on her side facing the opposite direction from the empty part of the bed she was used to. But the girl still hasn't slept. It was visible from his breath movements. 

After taking off his clothes, Kennard climbed onto the bed, infiltrating under the same blanket. He grabbed the tiny body into a hug.

Lisle squirmed slightly trying to break away. Her husband's open body was like burning through his nightgown.

"Sst, quiet. I just want to hug you." Kennard resisted his wife's escape.

Actually Kennard's embrace feels very comfortable. Lisle always liked it. Even when they were apart, he had missed her. It's just that the hug also often causes vibrations that were originally foreign to him but are now very familiar. That light hug was able to arouse his desire.

Lisle swallowed. His body was very tired but the fire was like a flame that did not have the slightest fatigue.

"Ken, release. It feels so hot." Lisle felt her voice sound strange.

"Do I need to raise the cooler?" Kennard was still holding his wife's body. He now sniffed his wife's innocent neck.

Lisle wriggled amusedly. "Ken."

"Hm?"

"I…."

Kennard's hand was exploring his wife's body. Her movements were gentle but unbearable to Lisle. A groan escaped from his wife's lips.

With a slow motion Kennard confronted Lisle's body to her. His wife's face was red. I was ashamed of not being able to hide the same desire.

Kennard lowered his head, making their faces very close but not touching. Only their breath hit each other's faces.

Lisle waited with a thump. But Kennard just stared at him as he stroked his wife's half-open lips with his fingertips. It was really frustrating because their distance was only a few inches. Lisle knew the taste of the tightly clenched lips in front of her.

As she forgot the risk, Lisle grabbed her husband by the neck, kissed him.