Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife-Chapter 239 - 238: Sweetness (25)

This was a completely subconscious action of hers.

Back in the orphanage, a group of us kids would inevitably play rough and get hurt. But the orphanage had limited resources—everything we ate and wore relied on outside help, and medicine was naturally scarce too. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

So whenever one of us scraped ourselves, the head caretaker would hold us and use her mouth to disinfect our wounds.

Over time, Bella Acker also developed this habit.

She always felt that this was the way to heal a scrape.

However, Damian Sinclair’s scrape didn’t actually break the skin, so disinfecting wasn’t necessary. By the time she realized, her mouth was already on his wound.

Damian’s eyes suddenly deepened, "Bella, are you seducing me again?"

"No... I am not!" Bella Acker quickly shook off his hand, turned her blushing face and glared at him.

Clearly, he was the one always thinking about those improper things, and he had the nerve to blame her. She felt utterly wronged.

"I’ll let you off this time, help me wash it," Damian finally showed mercy and released her.

Bella Acker looked at him speechless, though Damian was completely in the mode of having a wound that couldn’t get wet, determined not to wash it himself.

Bella Acker puckered her mouth, negotiating, "Then let me put on some clothes first."

Damian raised an eyebrow, "Aren’t you afraid of getting those clothes wet?"

"I am," Bella Acker rolled her eyes, "but I’m more afraid that you’ll suddenly turn beastly again." If that happened once more, she might not be able to walk for the rest of the day.

"Bella, should I be regretful or glad that you know me so well?" Damian extended his long arm and pulled her back into his embrace, but this time they were face-to-face, bare and open to each other.

"Damian, did you take medicine?"

She could hardly believe he still had so much energy, didn’t he ever tire?

"Are you doubting your husband’s abilities again?" Damian raised an eyebrow.

"No! No! Absolutely not!" Bella Acker quickly admitted defeat, shaking her head and sweet-talked him, "Husband is the best! Husband is the most powerful! But I have an afternoon shoot, we really can’t mess around anymore. Please let me off, husband."

As she spoke, Bella Acker leaned in to kiss his lips and brushed his cheek, taking the art of coquettishness and begging for mercy to the extreme.

Damian knew he needed to send her back to the film base today. Even though he wasn’t fully satisfied, he wouldn’t truly overdo it.

"Let you off?"

"Mm, mm." Bella Acker rapidly nodded like a chick pecking grain, almost resembling a tail wagging eagerly.

Seeing her begging in this manner, Damian felt amused inside, but kept a straight face, saying indifferently, "Help me wash it clean and I’ll let you off."

Fine, after all that, it still came back to this issue.

Bella Acker negotiated, "Then let me get dressed."

The temperature inside the vehicle was high enough that there’s no fear of catching cold. Besides, the heat from their prior antics hadn’t fully dissipated.

Damian glanced at her, and after a moment’s pause, finally nodded with another show of mercy, "Go ahead, put them on."

"Long live husband!" Bella Acker exclaimed, hurriedly handing him the bag she held while quickly putting on the clothes herself.