Chapter 901 For Una
Chapter 901 For Una
Susan was poured red wine all over by Manuel and pinned on the dining table in the hall full of
passionate air. The bright red liquid on her fair skin was a visual shock for Manuel, triggering off a
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violent sexual reaction of him.
He leaned down and kissed her deeply.
Following the tracks of the wine, he kisses down.
Susan couldn''t help moaning and trembling, having a sense of foreboding that she would be run out
under him.
Justine came back without finishing the spa.
She intended to pack her stuff earlier since she would set off for the Capital the next morning. But
never did she expect that things in the open kitchen would have been in a mess.
She left there quickly without seeing carefully the things in the kitchen, though she knew what could
have happened between Manuel and Susan when she wasn''t at home.
Susan might be the only one on earth who could drive her son crazy, Justine reckoned.
Susan was still lying on the bed, motionless, the next morning.
The man beside her got up since he had to leave for the Capital.
And Susan suddenly regretted it a little because the man who had beenin with her all night would
leave the next morning. That made her annoyed with him.
What''s more, after a whole night of orgy, how could he get up so early as usual?
Susan got to admit that she had been exhausted, as she hadn''t even slept for a few minutes while
Manuel was bumping her.
She was simply looking at him, a hidden horrible man, who was getting himself dressed. She saw
traces of her scratches on his back and those dense love bites on him. Somehow, she started to find
excuses for herself to evade her shyness. Anyway, it was Manuel who had taken the lead all the time
And her mind started to wander-how could a man''s skin be so tender? His skin seemed to be more
delicate than hers.
In the meantime, Manuel finished dressing, and he looked back at Susan, who was hiding inside the
nket, with only her small face exposed in the air. She was just staring at him with her big eyes.
Seeing the adorable girl staring at him like that, Manuel was so hesitant to leave.
"Are you up?" asked Manuel, a little surprised.
His voice was extraordinarily soft.
Susan pouted while ring at him.
He was the bad guy who had deprived her of sleepst night, who should offer her an apology instead
of that question.
Her throat hurt because she screamed so muchst night.
Manuel walked to Susan''s side, squatted down to caress Susan''s face and said, "You must be
exhausted, get some more sleep."
Susan huffed because Manuel did not stop when Susan resisted him midwayst night. And now he
was ying a considerate and innocent gentleman.
Manuel, you bastard!
"If you don''t wanna go to work today, I''ll give you the day off, with pay." Said Manuel, with a meaningful
smile.
Susan continued to re at him.
"I''m going to apany my mom to the Capital for a party for Una''s birth, I''ll try to leave and be back
early this evening." Manuel volunteered in ounting for his schedule.
Susan didn''t listen to him.
Manuel knew she was in sullen silence for he kind of scared herst night.
He then kissed her forehead and said, "Be good at home, I''ll be back soon."
Susan closed her eyes, wishing he to get out of her sight as soon as possible. Scare conquered her for
the time being when this hidden wolf disguising himself as a decent gentleman was standing in front of
her.
Manuel got up with some reluctance and left.
Inside the lobby, Justine got a little impatient waiting.
When she saw her son finallye out, she said in a huff, "I thought you weren''t going today."
Manuel was rendered somewhat blushed.
If she hadn''t bumped into that scene in the kitchenst night, Justine would have thought that Manuel
was being forced to sleep with Susan. But now she still insisted that her son deserved better, for she
needed time to persuade herself into the fact that it was her son who took the initiative.
"It''ste, Mom, let''s go." Manuel opened his mouth abruptly.
Driven by her reason and her desire for a grandchild, Justine didn''t make a detailed inquiry.
Two of them left together.
Sitting in the limo, Justine began, "How old is Sal?"
"Almost eight months."
"Time flies." Justine sighed, somehow a little sentimental.
"Hmm." Manuel nodded, knowing that Justine was despondent about the truth that fate had dealt a
crappy hand to Salem Wells.
When they arrived at the Capital, Manuel and Justine went to the banquet hall, where there was s great
number of media reporters outside. There were blockades set up inside the building, so anybody
unrted could not get in there.
By the time they arrived, quite a few people wereing and going into the hall. Given the rtionship
between Manuel, Justine and Oscar, most people showed great respect for them.
After talking with some other guests, they went directly to the baby room behind the hall, which was
cosy but luxurious, and soundproof. When the baby was sleeping inside, she would not be disturbed
when the door was closed.
They happened to see Oscar putting the baby to bed.
In the big room, in addition to Oscar, Lillian and the baby, there were Theodore, Rowan and two
nannies. Oscar greeted them with a nod and continued to put Una to bed. There was still some time
before the banquet began when Una could still get some sleep.
Justine resisted the temptation to hug the baby.
"Aunt Justine." A sweet voice called out to her.
Justine turned her head and met Lillian''s smiling face. Currently, she felt no animosity towards Lillian,
perhaps because of Cian, or her unfamiliarity with her.
Justine responded.
"It''s been a hard flight for so long. Aunt Justine,e and sit here for a while." Lillian warmly greeted
her. And she came over to hold Justine''s arm.
Justine didn''t like much physical contact with people, but she force herself not to avoid Lillian.
Sitting on the couch next to her, Lillian began, "Aunt Justine, when I saw youst time, Una was
scarcely one month old, and now she was 100 days old."
"Yeah, time flies," Justine eximed.
"You cane to the Capital more often and see Una in the future," Lillian said in a rush.
"Okay, I''lle and visit her sometime." Justine chimed in.
It seemed to be a nice conversation, but Justine didn''t enjoy such an amicable talk with someone she
knew very little.