Chapter 732


    The sunset glow spilled onto him, painting him in a soft golden hue that was gentle yet bright


    Eleanor stood in her wedding dress, the warm yellow light illuminating her and making the diamonds on


    the gown sparkle


    It was only then that the audience understood why the dress was hailed as a one of a kind masterpiece


    It turned that, under the evening light the dress radiated colors resembling a sea at sunset. It was


    breathtaking


    Eleanor was staring at her dress in awe when Bernard, impatient, hurried over to lead her up to the


    ship’s top deck.


    “What’s the rush” Eleanor asked


    Bernard, holding her hand and ncing down at her neck and chest, replied, “Guess?”


    “To watch the sunset?‘ Eleanor guessed


    To watch you.” Bernard answered


    Eleanor was about to ask him what he meant when he suddenly swept her off her feet, wedding dress


    and all


    With practiced ease, Bernard carried her up to the fourth floor He kicked open the closed door and


    quickly stepped inside.


    Before Eleanor could take in the room, Bernard had already ced her on the bed


    He devoured her with his eyes for a few seconds before descending onto her with fervent kisses.


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    Eleanor pushed him off, saying. Thaven’t removed my makeup or showered Dont rush.”


    She hoped for some romance tonight to make some sweet memories. She didn’t want to dive straight


    into sex like they usually did…


    But Bernard removed her hand and held her wrists above her head.


    He leaned down to kiss her again. Like a parched man, only contact with her could quench his inner


    thirst.


    How many times had he wanted to pin her beneath him when he saw her skin at the wedding


    ceremony?


    If not for wanting to give her a perfect ceremony, he would have taken her away earlier. But it wasn’t


    toote, he still had a month with her.


    Bernard’s actions made Eleanor think their honeymoon was going to be spent in bed


    Eleanor was on the verge of tears when Bernard’s hand slipped under her wedding dress.


    He was trying to undo the dress’s ties but found them to be endless.


    Bernard looked at the ties skeptically before continuing to unravel them, only to find more.


    Eleanor watched his furrowed brows and couldn’t help butugh. “Mr. Laurence, this feels familiar,


    doesn’t it?”


    The first time they met, she deliberately wore lots of clothes, making him undress heryer byyer like


    a Russian nesting doll.


    Bernard nced at her and asked, “What did you call me?”


    Eleanor tilted her head at him and said, “Mr. Laurence.”


    Bernard let go of the ties.


    He leaned down to gently touch her ear with his mouth. “Darling, I’ll give you another chance, what


    should you call me now?”


    His flirting skills were undoubtedly top–notch.


    He gripped her chin, not allowing her to dodge “What should you call me?”


    After marriage, she should naturally address him as her husband But for some reason, she felt


    extremely shy about calling him that directly.


    “Sweetheart, call me husband Let me hear it ”