Chapter 18: Chapter 18

The more Winnie spoke, the harder it was to hear; Primrose also had to frown and suddenly understood the words Joel said the day before.

No wonder that from the first contact, Joel was disgusted with Winnie, and did not want to continue with her.

No wonder Joel kept warning her to watch out for Winnie.

No wonder Joel was acting strange tonight and said he had something important to tell her.

All was clear.

"It is this thought of yours that already shows the answer. Although you are young and beautiful, you are a person with too much heart and are only jealous of others. It's jealousy that makes you unable to compare with me."

Primrose sighed.

"Why don't you try to think about how I treat you? In the past few days, have I ever been mean to you? But what is the result? You hate me; I want to sleep with my husband. Don't you find your own thoughts disgusting, giving people goosebumps?"

Primrose continued frankly, obviously no longer wanting to continue arguing here.

"You can sleep in this room tonight. I and Joel both feel dirty, so we will go to the extra bedroom. Also, I won't tell anyone about this, but tomorrow you immediately move out of my and Joel's house. If I don't clean up, I will throw things in the landfill."

Primrose didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so the two families turned against each other. Winnie is her cousin anyway; just let her disappear from sight directly.

After solving it and seeing Winnie blankly looking around as if thinking about something, Primrose did not want to pay attention, gently helped Joel to straighten up, and then helped Joel back to the extra bedroom. Setting up Joel's sleeping place neatly, Primrose went downstairs to make Joel a drink, and Joel was finally more awake.

When Primrose went downstairs to put away her cup, Winnie didn't know that when she left, the room was empty. Primrose couldn't help but sigh, not expecting things to turn into such a mess in the end.

When Primrose returned to her room, Joel had changed back into the clothes he had been wearing earlier; perhaps he felt they were dirty. Joel propped his chin on the bed, staring at Primrose and smiling triumphantly.

"Primrose, regret not trusting me yet? I kept saying that Winnie was not a good woman. If it weren't for me, the faithful husband, the one who cried today and had to move out of the house might be you."

Joel talked a lot; the state was also better than before; maybe the antidote has worked. Primrose bit her lip and nodded; she really wanted to refute it, but what Joel said was not wrong by even a single word.

"I'm doing this well now; you did it wrong again; should I be punished?"

Primrose didn't quite understand Joel's words, but because he was carried away by them, he immediately nodded. At the same time, Joel quickly got up from the bed, stood in front of Primrose, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her close, placing a light kiss on her lips.

"Very well, all mistakes should be paid for, and today you should be punished until the night."

Primrose bit her lip; clearly, Joel was a delinquent man.

Each of Joel's small kisses stopped on Primrose's slender shoulder and slowly slid up to his lips, the warm feeling of his lips numbing Primrose's whole body. Joel kissed her very gently and patiently, gently biting her lips, causing Primrose's reason to gradually melt and her vision to gradually become blurred. In her trance, she heard Joel's low, sexy voice.

"Getting used to the tempo? Now I will start punishing you."

After that sentence, Joel deepened the kiss, making Primrose shiver, his breathing gradually becoming faster. Before Joel's stormy attack, Primrose's lips burned hot, and his face gradually turned red.

For a moment, she even assumed that all of Joel's fatigue from resting his head on her shoulder was a pretense.

"Primrose, focus a little, put your tongue out."

A disgruntled Joel bit Primrose's lip lightly, making her helpless to open her mouth slightly. Joel now took the opportunity to put his tongue in her mouth and entangle her tongue continuously, gradually stealing Primrose's breath. The manly breath enveloping him and Joel's warm embrace left Primrose dazed.

I don't know when Joel quickly locked the door and carried Primrose to the bed. By the time Primrose became aware of the current situation, Joel was on top of her, passionately kissing her lips.

"Joel, wait a minute."

Primrose pushed Joel's shoulder slightly to find a better position; she was on the bed but her feet were still on the ground, and the cold feeling coming from her feet numbed Primrose.

Joel turned without saying a word, picked up Primrose, laid him on the bed, and continued to press on him, starting to kiss Primrose's shoulder blades and collarbone. He kissed her and whispered seductively.

"Primrose, are you still mad at me? About that colleague's."

In recent days, even though Winnie was in the house, Primrose still deliberately avoided Joel, not letting him drive him to work. Joel has expressed his sincerity many times, but all of them are swayed by Primrose. He is really helpless.

Joel wanted to take this opportunity to make up with Primrose.

"Also, I have to be mad at you for another week."

Primrose, though infatuated with long kisses, remained determined and arrogant, not intending to forgive Joel so easily. When she finished speaking, she only saw Joel's eyes flashing with mockery.

"Really?  Then I have to try harder."

Without giving Primrose time to analyze the meaning of the words, Joel directly unzipped Primrose's skirt, the thin fabric sliding directly onto her slender hands. Primrose was in a hurry to keep the hem of the skirt, but Joel was quicker to hold Primrose's hand with one hand, using the other to slowly remove the dress from Primrose's body.

"Primrose, you are so beautiful."

Joel sighed, then resumed stroking Primrose's body, stroking her soft cheek. Looking at Primrose's eyes glittering at him, crimson lips slightly swollen from being kissed a lot, Joel couldn't help but hug Primrose tightly.

"Primrose, please don't be mad at me anymore."

Joel's voice is normally very magnetic, but now that he is still deliberately whispering in Primrose's ear as if he is enticing, Primrose feels like an electric current is flowing around her, numbing her. She clenched her fists to not compromise.

"No, I have to be mad at you for three more days."

Going from seven days to three is a concession, and Primrose believes Joel will have moderation. However, since Joel was the one who wanted something, he had to get it. He just smiled faintly and continued to undress Primrose, kissing every inch of her skin, pulling her into a new cycle of insanity.

"Joel, a little light."

Primrose sat on Joel's leg, her legs clamped around Joel's waist, and the posture was as vague and intimate as possible. Joel ignored it again like he didn't hear it, continuing to use force to make Primrose unable to help but groan, every drop of sweat soaking his silky bangs.

When it was over, Joel stroked Primrose's wet hair, continuing to seduce.

"Are you still angry with me?"

Primrose saw that Joel was about to kiss her again and involuntarily leaned back, constantly shaking her head.

"No more anger. I won't ignore you anymore."

Joel, of course, was very pleased with this answer, happily helping Primrose to sit up, carrying her to the bathroom, and kissing her on the cheek respectfully.

"Sweetie is very good; can I take you to work tomorrow?"

Primrose nodded repeatedly, as docile as a small rabbit, not daring to continue to protest. When Joel helped Primrose take a bath and put her on the bed, the corners of Primrose's eyes were already heavy, and the sleepiness made her so tired that she fell asleep at this time.

By the time Joel got out of the shower, Primrose was already fast asleep. He looked at the slightly red, white face buried in the soft pillow, unconsciously smiling with satisfaction. Joel went to bed next to Primrose and turned off the light, contentedly hugging her to sleep.

Although he was very annoyed with Winnie's presence, the situation earlier also made him very angry, but it seems that the result is not bad. Thanks to that awkward situation, Primrose and he was able to gently resolve the conflict.

The next morning, Primrose awoke dreamily to the sound of the alarm, her eyes wandering around. She squirmed slightly, wanting to sit up, but suddenly feeling that her whole body ached and she had no strength, she gently fell down on the bed.

At this moment, Joel came in from outside, the corner of his lips curving into a gentle smile.

"Primrose, are you still in pain? Sorry, I couldn't hold back last night."

Primrose glared at Joel, who also coordinated his joking expression and obediently walked over to help Primrose sit up.

"Are you tired? If you're still not feeling well, I can help you apply for leave."

Upon hearing this, Primrose desperately closed her eyes. Is there anyone who is so tired of doing things that are not very clean with her husband that they ask for a day off work? If this story goes out, everyone around her will surely laugh at her.

Primrose tried to suppress the discomfort and sat up, pushing Joel's hand away to wash his face.

"No need, I will still come to the company today as usual."

Looking at Primrose's stiff gait, Joel couldn't help but smile softly. Primrose's defiant yet arrogant look, which is truly adorable, is also his favorite look.

Primrose and Joel went to work together after breakfast, or rather, Joel drove Primrose to work. After yesterday's incident, Primrose was no longer polite, continuing to keep her distance from Joel. She was the only one who suffered. Now that the pain between her legs was still vague, she didn't want to continue to anger Joel anymore.

"Sweetie, you still have to remember me when you go to work. I will miss you very much."

When stopping in front of Primrose's company, Joel very calmly helped Primrose unbuckle his seat belt and open the door. Looking at Joel's caring appearance, Primrose just pouted and ignored it, carrying a bag and strutting into the company, leaving only Joel as a shadow.

"Back to the cat with its claws out again."

Joel laughed helplessly, and after seeing that Primrose had entered the company, he turned to his company.

Primrose went to work in an unstable health condition; her gait was still unusually rigid. Primrose's best friend, Nancy, quickly found out.

"Primrose, how are you? Did your leg get hurt where you hit it?"

Primrose bit her lip, blushing rapidly, and shook her head in response.

"No, nothing."

Nancy looked suspiciously at Primrose's red face, slightly pink eyes, and shy appearance and couldn't help but ask again.

"Wouldn't that be the one I was thinking of? Did Joel "hurt" you yesterday??"

Nancy is a girl with an open mind, so she can talk about things that are not so pure, but Primrose just wants to find a place to hide.

"What nonsense! You don't say that."

"Oh, so I guess I was right. You and Joel's married life is also very rich; Joel is really a strong man."

Nancy covered her mouth with a mysterious smile, and Primrose was so embarrassed that she stomped her feet and shouted.

"Nancy, you are such a young girl, how can you speak so deceitfully."

"Haha, Primrose, don't be mad; I'm admiring you and your husband's deep feelings."

Primrose decided not to accept Nancy as a friend for a day.