Chapter 336: Chapter 336

Quinn Lockwood picked up Elias Sinclair’s pajamas, closing her eyes shyly.

Elias Sinclair, with his eyes half-closed, saw Quinn Lockwood’s embarrassed look, and a barely noticeable smile curved at the corner of his mouth.

Forget it, anyway, he had already seen everything, and this person is her nominal husband, so there’s really nothing to be afraid of! ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel·fire.net

Quinn Lockwood opened her eyes, telling herself to stay calm as she squinted while taking off Elias Sinclair’s shirt.

The woman’s faint fragrance wafted to the tip of Elias Sinclair’s nose, and the warm breath whispered near his ear, causing his body to stir uncontrollably.

Quinn Lockwood exerted a lot of effort to finally get Elias Sinclair into his pajamas, then guided him to the bedside.

"I’m exhausted, now you can sleep well." Quinn Lockwood, panting heavily, said as she put Elias Sinclair on the bed.

Just as Quinn Lockwood was planning to cover Elias Sinclair with the blanket and leave, the other party suddenly pulled her down.

The man tightly embraced Quinn Lockwood’s waist, rolled over, and pressed her beneath him.

"Today, I don’t want to sleep alone." The man gently caressed Quinn Lockwood’s cheek, his voice soft and filled with affection and pleading.

"Ah?" Quinn Lockwood swallowed, her gaze nervously flickering.

Elias Sinclair curved his lips slightly, his hand slid into Quinn Lockwood’s waist, lifting the edge of her clothes, his palm rubbing her waist.

"What... what are you doing?" Quinn Lockwood’s body stiffened as she arched her waist, one hand gripping the sheets tightly.

Her heart felt like a pumped-up machine, its beating speeding up beyond measure.

The man lowered his head, his lips moved to Quinn Lockwood’s ear, breathing warmly as he spoke: "You tell me what to do, and I’ll do it."

"I’ll count to three, if you don’t refuse, then I’ll proceed."

Elias Sinclair’s unique chilly aura drifted over Quinn Lockwood’s face, focusing her mind intensely.

The man’s deep and sexy voice sounded near her ear, Quinn Lockwood pursed her lips, planning to immediately shout ’no’, but before she could open her mouth, Elias Sinclair’s large hand gently covering her cheek muffled her.

"One..." Elias Sinclair extended the last syllable long, a mischievous, sly grin at his lips.

"I’m starting now, my lady." The man increased the pressure on Quinn Lockwood’s waist, lightly nibbling her flushed earlobe.

That was one of Quinn Lockwood’s sensitive spots, just touched by Elias Sinclair’s thin lips, sending an electric jolt through her body.

Elias Sinclair’s broad and warm palm gently covered Quinn Lockwood’s mouth, as if telling her not to resist.

Quinn Lockwood made embarrassed sounds, resisting furiously.

She was utterly humiliated.

Elias Sinclair usually appeared aloof and proud, so why was he so...

Feeling Elias Sinclair’s kisses growing denser on her cheek, Quinn Lockwood was suddenly jolted, finally realizing what he intended.

"I’m sorry, I... can’t sleep with you, good night." Quinn Lockwood, gathering all her strength, pushed Elias Sinclair away, fleeing in shame without daring to look back.

Actually, Elias Sinclair hadn’t planned to truly engage with Quinn Lockwood; if he intended to force her, ten of Quinn Lockwood’s strength couldn’t push him away.

However, at this moment, the heat clamoring inside was still fiercely intense.

The man slightly panted, got up, went to the table, and drank a glass of water, suppressing the turmoil within.

Elias Sinclair gazed at the indents left by their bodies on the bed, his thick brows softening into gentle ripples, and a faint smile on his lips.

The man turned, sat on the sofa, gradually retracting his gaze, his deep eyes shining in the darkness...

"Last night’s trending topic about Savannah Lowell and Mikael, find out who’s behind it."

"Yes, sir." A respectful male voice came from the other end of the phone.

Within a few minutes, Elias Sinclair received a text message from his subordinate, containing a string of numbers.

The message indicated this number had called a newspaper and provided photos, which was now disconnected.

Looking at the message content, frost covered Elias Sinclair’s eyes.

This incident seemed far from simple.

"Kevin, have someone observe Savannah Lowell’s surroundings closely, report anything out of the ordinary to me immediately."

"Tell your dispatched people to be extra vigilant."

After hearing Kevin’s repeated assurances, the man hung up the phone, leaving the room in silence.

Quinn Lockwood rose unusually early at five the next morning.

Rather than rising, it was more like she hadn’t slept at all; Elias Sinclair’s behavior after drinking last night was just too... too shameful!

Seizing the moment before Elias Sinclair descended for breakfast, Quinn Lockwood dashed out the door without even applying makeup, leaving behind a few bewildered servants.

"Why is the lady rushing off again?"

"No idea, the lady’s been for days."

The servants gently shook their heads, promptly focusing on their tasks when hearing Elias Sinclair coming downstairs.

Having breakfast outside, Quinn Lockwood soon arrived at the set.

"Miss Angel, I have exciting news for you." Mikael said with hands behind his back, approaching Quinn Lockwood, gently blinked.

"What good news?" Quinn Lockwood asked, sipping jelly calmly while raising a brow.

Mikael didn’t immediately reply to Quinn Lockwood, but a dangerous smile curved his lips as he leaned in to whisper to her ear.

"Today we have a kissing scene!" Mikael’s attractive eyes always contained a hint of joy, his pupils clear and bright.

Surprised, Quinn Lockwood nearly choked on her milk tea, quickly covering her nose and coughing a few times: "Cough, cough, what did you say? K-kissing scene?"

Quinn Lockwood was somewhat startled; she clearly remembered there wasn’t supposed to be a kissing scene in the script, and she... she vaguely recalled Elias Sinclair, that guy, saying... she wasn’t allowed to film kissing scenes!

Ugh, why was she even thinking about what that guy said?

Although Quinn Lockwood usually ignored Elias Sinclair, this time, she particularly agreed with his thought.

"Yeah, did the director not tell you?" Seeing Quinn Lockwood’s flushed cheeks because of the kissing scene, Mikael’s smile grew wider.

It seemed this pure Miss Angel still remained sacredly innocent.

Quinn Lockwood worried endlessly whether she should film the kissing scene or find another way around it.

Yet, as shooting began, Quinn Lockwood discovered all her concerns were futile.

Because this kissing scene was filmed using camera tricks, they wouldn’t actually kiss.