My Crazy Lady's

Chapter 139 (MCL)

With a slender body shiny, by the scented water droplets rolling on her body, Hanna stood up and stepped out of the bathtub. He was about to turn around and reach for the towel behind, but 'Mery', eager to help, had dried Hanna's body gently.

Alex dries out Hanna's neck, then smooth shoulders and the woman's slender back.

"Thank you, Mery. I'll finish it myself. I'll have dinner here, then I'll change clothes here, then I'll change clothes to get off and..." Hanna turned around to grab the towel. Suddenly Hanna's face paled and staggered when she saw a handsome man with a grim expression who said nothing, but continued to dry Hanna's body.

Hanna stood stiff, unable to move or speak. As Alex dries out her stomach and thighs, Hanna vaguely realizes Alex's hand is a bit long there, but not stroking. Alex is here, no longer angry with him, but not talking to him. Not smiling at Hanna.

Alex doesn't even touch Hanna like a husband, but it almost resembles a waiter!

A painful chunk started to cling to Hanna's throat when she realized what Alex was doing.

Alex behaves as a servant as a way of humbling himself in front of Hanna. A form of regret for the mistakes he has made to his wife over the past few weeks.

Gently, Alex forces Hanna to sit on a chair beside the bathtub and without looking up at Hanna, Alex kneels on one leg and earnestly dries Hanna's calf. "Alex.." whispered Hanna hoarsely. "Oh, no.."

Alex of course ignored Hanna's words, the man continued his humble ministry and said in a hoarse and hurt voice, "If I think you intend to leave me again, no matter how good your reasons are, I'll lock you in the bedroom and shut your door. I swear!" Alex lifted Hanna's leg and dried it.

"Are you going to lock yourself up with me there?" hanna asked with a trembling voice.

Alex raised Hanna's leg to her jaw and gently pressed her cheek there, then turned her head and kissed Hanna's leg. "Yes" whispered Alex.

Alex stood up and walked towards the wardrobe, took out a silk bathrobe and brought it to Hanna. Hanna stood there while Alex reached out to Hanna's back and pulled the robe rope forward, tying it around her waist.

Alex holds Hanna, taking the woman to the chair where Hanna's dinner has been waiting at the low table. Alex leaned forward, opening the silvery lid of Hanna's food tray. When he realized Alex wanted to bribe him, he could not stand the Duke wanted to drop his pride even more. "Don't!" hanna hugged Alex's firm shoulder and buried her face in the man's neck. "I beg you, don't do this. Talk to me, Please..."

"I can't" whispered Alex in Hanna's shiny hair. Alex took a long, painful breath. "I can't find the words."

The agony that was so obvious in Alex's voice made tears well up in Hanna's eyes as she retreated and looked at Alex. "I can" whispered Hanna hoarsely. "You taught me that, I love you. I love you, Alex Claymore."

Wrapping his fingers in Hanna's hair, Alex cupped Hanna's face with both hands, and looked at the woman. "I love you" whispered Alex hoarsely. Good Lord! I love you so much, Hanna White Jhonson."

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Under the dancing candlelight, the hour hand across the bed showed at half-time in the morning. Alex stared gently at the beautiful woman who was curled up in her arms, asleep in her arms. Hanna's disheveled hair leaned steadily against Alex's swallow chest*jang.

Alex removes a pinch of hair from Hanna's cheek. "I love you" whispered Alex softly. He knew Hanna was sleeping and could not hear her, but he had to say those words again.

She had said it to Hanna inwardly tonight, every lip of the man touching Hanna's soft lips in passion or agonizing tenderness. "I love you." That's the song that Alex was fond of as Hanna wriggled under Alex's body and curled her body sweetly to welcome Alex. The melody is screeching sharp when Alex takes Hanna to the peak of enjoyment and joins the woman there.

His wife curled closer and whispered in a dream, "I love you too."

"Shh, Honey. Go to sleep," Alex muttered, but the girl was now awake.

Alex stared fixedly at the pretty face, which had been driving her crazy for days of worry. Longing still mounts on the girl, making Alex linger enjoying Hanna tonight, while delaying the last moment of release until they are both wild with passion. After a long romance Alex wants Hanna to take a break.

While looking down to make it clearer to see Hanna's face, Alex smiled broadly. "I'm not sure what you mean as I thought."

At first Hanna looked confused, then the woman flushed and turned her face away. Shocked and anxious to see Hanna's reaction, Alex raised the girl's chin. "What do you mean?" ask Alex gently.

"That's not important. It's not important." Alex looked down at Hanna's green eyes which implied a wound, then said softly, "I think whatever it is, it's very important to you."

Hanna wished she didn't talk, wouldn't talk, just that her heartache was like a pain that wouldn't stop pulsing. Knowing that Alex wants an answer, Hanna gives it in an almost inaudible whisper, "Irish."

"What's wrong with her?"

"Did he take you so long to come to me?"

Alex hugged Hanna even more tightly, as if she could absorb some of the pain she caused the woman, then smiled wryly. "Darling, the reason I waited so long was that forty investigators couldn't find you. And I who should have known the truth, didn't think my mother was a reasonable partner in a conspiracy to keep my wife away from me."

"But I thought, this would be the first place you would think of to look for me, once you get time to think things through."

"Well, not so," said Alex. "But, I also didn't think of everything within eight kilometers of Miss Lancaster, which I guess that's what you wanted to ask me."

"You didn't do it?"

"No. I didn't do it."

Hanna was still staring blankly at Alex, she did not doubt the man, instead so moved.

"As far as you know, I have no taste for other women anymore, after my heart, body, and mind have been taken captive by you" Alex whispered heartily, she wanted Hanna to understand, if only she was the only woman she loved.

Hanna's green eyes were filled with tears as she looked at Alex and smiled tremblingly. "Thank you" whispered Hanna.

"Thank you back," Alex replied with a gentle smile towards Alex's face. He stroked the graceful curves of Hanna's cheeks. "Now go to sleep, dear. Otherwise, this bed will again be used for something else."

Hanna obediently closed her eyes and curled up in Alex's arms. The ends of her fingers slide upwards to lightly caress the hair at Alex's temple. A few minutes later, Hanna's fingers slid down Alex's shoulder and into the man's chest.

Alex feels his body instantly respond, and he tries to control the passion Hanna aroused with the woman's caress, which is done with her eyes closed.

As Hanna's hand slid down Alex's abdomen, the man caught her and held her back from sliding further down. Alex felt faint laughter while Hanna rolled over in sleep and the woman's lips touched her ears.

Alex pulled himself back looking at Hanna's face suspiciously. Hanna did not sleep, the woman's eyes sparkled with love.

With one quick and smooth move, Alex rolled Hanna to her back and pressed the girl against the pillow. Alex's body half covered the woman's body. "You can't tell me I didn't warn you" Alex whispered hoarsely.

"No, My Lord."