You Are Mine (English)

Chapter 392: Chapter 392: I Can’t Wait To Meet Her

Hearing the tone in Stuart’s voice, the man grew curious. ’How interesting,’ he thought. "Relax! I never said I was going to touch her. You’ve made a lot of sacrifices for her. So, she must be one special woman." He drew a deep breath and continued. "You will have to introduce me to her. I can’t wait to meet her."

"I’m very busy, and so is she. The only time I want to hear from you is when it’s about business. Okay, William?" Stuart said indifferently. Then before he could reply, Stuart hung up the phone and finished putting away the dishes. He anxiously walked out of the kitchen, wondering if Edie had overheard the conversation. "What are you looking at?" Stuart asked.

Edie never heard a thing, and she was on her phone the whole time. "I’m looking at the male model magazine," she said. She seemed intrigued by the pictures, and she couldn’t take her eyes off the screen. She showed Stuart the models, displaying them one by one.

"Why are they in their underwear?" Stuart asked in an angry tone.

"Jay sent it to me. It’s for an advertisement that’s coming up. Jay asked me if I’d be interested and wanted me to have a look at some of the models. They’re going to be in the ad as well," Edie explained quickly. Knowing very well, by the expression on Stuart’s face, he was jealous. "I’ve never done anything like this before, but I think I might give it a try."

Edie turned and looked at some more pictures. Stuart quietly snuck behind her and tried to pick her up. She jumped a little from being startled. "What’s the big idea? You scared me to death?" she growled.

"What’s more interesting than your husband?" Stuart asked her, looking into her eyes.

Edie suddenly felt flustered by the possessive way he looked at her. Very casual, but unyielding. She quickly turned off her phone and put it in her pocket. "Oh, nothing," she says with a fake laugh.

"I can tell by the way you’re looking at me, and you’re not telling me the truth. It’s been so long since I’ve punished you. I think you may have forgotten what it feels like," Stuart replied mischievously.

Edie touched his chest and tried to push him away. "No way! You haven’t completely recovered. Don’t even think about it," she said, her voice sounding constrained.

"What do you mean? I haven’t recovered. How do we know if we don’t try?" he said in a demanding tone.

Stuart knelt over her, and then he lowered his body very slowly. He closed his arms around her. "My beautiful wife," he whispered before kissing her earlobe.

Every time Stuart touched her, Edie felt a current of electricity run through her body. She covered her ears and stared at him. "Stop. You need to heal first. I’m starting to get embarrassed because it’s that time of the month," she said in an unsettling tone.

Stuart looked at Edie and moved the dangling hair away from her face. Her eyes were filled with sincerity, her smile filled with apologies. "I’m sorry. You’re right." He cleared his throat. "What do you think? Would you like to go out?" fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Edie looked at Stuart, holding an ocean of love in her eyes. "Really? We’re going out?" As she spoke, her eyes shone like stars in a dark winter sky.

Stuart never desired anything so much as he did, Edie. He wanted her to worship only him, and she had obliged, putting all her faith in him. He wanted to kiss her and make everything all right and let her know how much he loved her and to give her everything she deserved. Stuart gently rubbed her cheek and smiled. "Let’s get some fresh air and go for a walk." He reached down to pick her up, but Edie stopped him.

"Put me down," she demanded. "You’re going to hurt yourself again."

"Stop worrying about me. There’s nothing wrong with me holding you," Stuart was non-compliant with her wishes and picked her up.

"Stuart," Edie whispered. "All the servants are watching us."

"I don’t care," he said and carried her outside.

***

Back at the Bolton Chateau, Aaron had received a picture. He laughed as he looked at it. "Looks like my dear brother and my sister-in-law are enjoying themselves."

Mr. Wilson knocked on the door and entered the room cautiously. He spoke respectfully and bowed his head. "Master, Mrs. Yates hasn’t been harmed. She went to the beauty parlor and then to the spa about an hour ago. I had the surveillance video checked, and there’s something not quite right. Someone was there, but we have no idea who it was."

Aaron seemed relieved with the information. He sighed and said, "Great! Now I don’t have to worry about her." The room went silent as Aaron went deep in thought, thinking about what happened with Stuart earlier. "The only reason Stuart came here today was to warn me to stay away from Edie. He would never hurt my mother." He hesitated. "But....there’s someone who does." freewebnoveℓ.com

"Did you find her?" Aaron’s voice sounded casual and indifferent.

Mr. Wilson shook his head. "No, there’s been no trial. But they’re still investigating. I was told it could take up to three days," he explained.

Aaron waved his hands in the air, motioning for him to leave. "You may go now," he ordered.

Mr. Wilson stood there and looked at Aaron nervously. "Why didn’t you tell Stuart the truth? It would put both of your minds at ease."

Aaron maintained a dignified silence. ’I know how much Marina meant to Stuart, but how can I explain it to him after all these years. Then there’s Edie, what if she were to find out the truth. Her whole world would crumble.’ Then a look of hatred appeared on his face as he spoke, "If that man is dead, I could tell Stuart. But what if he isn’t?"

Mr. Wilson was confused. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Is...Marina still...alive?" He trembled as he spoke.

Aaron quickly raised his head and glared into his eyes. "Did I say Marina was alive? Maybe someone has come back, but I didn’t say who. There will be something exciting happening soon." There was a harsh tone in his voice when he spoke.

Wilson had no idea what Aaron was talking about, but he knew there was something behind his words. Then he asked in a low voice, "Are you finally going to stop fighting with Stuart?" This was what worried Mr. Wilson the most.

"Of course not! What fun would I have if I were to give up?" Aaron remembered his mother’s words. ’Promise me that you will never quit.’

"But...But..." Mr. Wilson stuttered.

"There is not, but. Now get out!" Aaron shouted.