Free Web NovelChapter 333: Chapter 333: Kissing Him Without Any Skill...
Rosalind White heard her own harsh voice and wished she could skin Cecilia Vaughn alive.
But with The Matriarch of the Law Family standing by, Rosalind White had to forcefully swallow her anger.
Stacy Summers heard Rosalind White’s raspy and unpleasant voice and quickly turned her head, advising Rosalind White.
"Rosalind, your throat isn’t well, you should stop talking."
Stacy Summers was still unaware that Rosalind White’s throat had been damaged by Adrian Law’s own hands. Even though Rosalind harbored great resentment, she directed all that bitter emotion towards Cecilia Vaughn, telling Stacy Summers that perhaps she had eaten something wrong.
Seeing Rosalind White quiet down, Stacy Summers then hastily turned to examine Cecilia Vaughn.
"Cecilia, are you alright? Why did someone tell me that you were in a hotel with another man..."
Stacy Summers coughed awkwardly.
"Of course, Grandma doesn’t mean to doubt you, she’s just worried about you. You’re so beautiful, it’s easy to be bullied by others."
"We were just worried something might happen to you, so Rosalind and I hurried over."
The Matriarch truly thought this way too; she always liked Cecilia Vaughn and, given how outstanding her own grandson was, simply couldn’t believe Cecilia would be unfaithful.
Cecilia Vaughn smiled softly and then gave Rosalind White a meaningful look.
"Grandma, there’s nothing wrong. Adrian and I were just about to head back to Starfall Bay. It’s so cold; you should go back too. It’s probably just a prank, sorry to have troubled you and Miss White to make the trip."
"It’s alright, as long as you’re okay, that’s what matters."
Stacy Summers let out a sigh of relief, patting her sleeve somewhat nervously.
"I’m just old and tend to overthink things. As long as you young ones are doing well, that’s all that matters."
Rosalind White glared resentfully at Cecilia Vaughn, her eyes burning with such intensity as if she wished to pierce holes through Cecilia Vaughn.
——Fiona Vaughn had said everything was set up, she even watched Cecilia Vaughn drink the medicine. How could she still stand here clean as a whistle?!
Fiona Vaughn was truly useless!
...
Cecilia Vaughn met Rosalind White’s gaze, not missing the fleeting malice in her eyes. A faintly mocking curve appeared on her lips.
——This place was a long distance from the Law Family’s old estate. For Rosalind White to bring Stacy Summers here so swiftly, who would believe that she wasn’t secretly involved in today’s hotel incident?
However, Rosalind White and Fiona Vaughn’s plan ultimately failed.
Cecilia Vaughn didn’t dare be careless but didn’t want to miss this opportunity either. She walked over to Rosalind White, leaned in close, with a smile on her face, her voice, however, cold as ice.
"Miss White, I’ll make sure to entertain you well for the sake of my Mimi."
Rosalind White shivered instantly.
——Remembering that winter rainy night where she personally cut off the cat’s tongue.
Rosalind’s already struggling throat was now filled with nausea, making her want to retch.
Her hands trembled lightly.
"Miss White, are you cold? You should wear more when going out..."
Cecilia Vaughn smiled knowingly; she understood more than anyone why Rosalind White felt uneasy in her eyes. But since Stacy Summers was present, she didn’t expose it; instead, she gently curved her lips and took Adrian Law’s arm.
"Adrian, let’s go home."
The wind was too strong today, and seeing Rosalind White’s pale face, she felt a bit homesick for her fluffy little sweetheart.
——Thanks to Zion Prescott’s leading research, Mimi had been fitted with a synthetic cat tongue. Although the little one was still a bit down, it was much more lively than before.
It no longer wanted to stay in the cold, sterile Prescott Hospital, and with its good recovery, it was sent back to Starfall Bay early.
...
Adrian Law looked deeply at Cecilia Vaughn, removed the Burberry scarf from his shoulders, and gently wrapped it around Cecilia’s neck and shoulders.
"Alright, it’s cold here, let’s go home."
——In this world, having a man willing to do everything to care for you and protect you is a feeling so astonishing and sweet that Cecilia Vaughn wouldn’t exchange it for anything, even mountains of gold...
Cecilia Vaughn arrived in a Volkswagen sedan, but Adrian Law drove them back.
At a red light intersection, Cecilia Vaughn saw a small gray cat dashing across the crosswalk, disappearing into the bushes.
The sight of its grubby little body brought tears to Cecilia Vaughn’s eyes.
Before being adopted by her, didn’t Mimi live this way too?
Wandering the streets of Stellerton, weaving through the concrete and steel of the city, never knowing if there’d be food for the next meal...
Adrian Law saw Cecilia Vaughn’s silent, sorrowful eyes, understanding without words what his young wife was thinking.
"Cecilia, don’t worry, Mimi is surely waiting for us safely at Starfall Bay. Don’t be sad."
His voice sounded from an arm’s length away, near yet far, deep and tinged with a clumsy awkwardness that doesn’t come naturally to comforting others.
Cecilia Vaughn suddenly looked at Adrian Law, her eyes shining like stars.
"Adrian, can we drive to the mountain top? I want to shout out loud, to forget all the bad things..."
She hadn’t even finished speaking when a magnetic voice brushed past her ear.
"Alright, I’ll forget with you."
Adrian Law pressed the accelerator hard, heading straight for the Mount Cygnus he had purchased.
Though just an ordinary Volkswagen, he drove it with the wildness of a sports car.
Cecilia Vaughn didn’t care about appearances, as, on this deeply cold winter night, she recklessly opened the car window, sticking her head out and shouting loudly.
"Ah, world, are you alright——"
"I’m fine——"
Initially, there were other cars passing by, with everyone looking at Cecilia Vaughn with eyes that seemed to say she was crazy.
——What a beautiful woman, but so young to be insane.
Adult life had been too stifling. Cecilia Vaughn had never let her emotions out like this, but as the icy north wind howled across her face, with a night as soft as velvet and moonlight as clear as water, she suddenly felt pure joy in thinking of nothing at all.
Adrian Law joined her madness, stayed her most faithful audience, without any disdain for Cecilia Vaughn’s seemingly mad actions, but rather with a smile at the corners of his lips.
——As long as Cecilia is happy, everything is good and right.
...
In the radiant night, the Volkswagen made its way to the mountain top.
Adrian Law stopped the car and was just about to unbuckle Cecilia Vaughn’s seatbelt when Cecilia abruptly leaned over.
She kissed him without skill, wrapping her arms around his waist like an octopus.
"Cecilia... you..."
Adrian Law was momentarily stunned, his pupils constricting, but soon, he took charge, flattening the Volkswagen’s seat and pressing the woman beneath him.
The fire in his eyes was dark, his voice raspy.
"Cecilia, don’t regret provoking me..."
