Chapter 682 I’m ir’s Husband


    ir struggled in Wesley''s arms, trying to wrench free of his embrace, but to no avail. Desperate, she


    bit him on the arm.


    He grunted in pain. "What the hell? You keep biting and pinching me. The marks haven''t gone from the


    ir knew what he was talking about. She wouldn''t let him get his way, so she let go of his arm. Once


    she did, he buried her face in his chest.


    "ir," he muttered.


    "Wesley, I can''t. I made a mistake falling in love with you. I''m over you now. I won''t bother you


    anymore. Just let me go and stay out of my life," she said tly.


    His lips hardened into a line. He held her tighter. "Remember when you proposed to me? Saying no is


    the biggest mistake I ever made. I won''t let you go again. Ever."


    ir''s heart fluttered. She gave him up. It took everything she had to do it. Why was he saying this


    now? "Too little toote. I''m over you," she dered.


    "You can''t be. I''m so in love with you it hurts. You''re my woman and no one can take you away!" He


    had made his decision. He wanted to be with her and would never let her go.


    Yet things had changed. In the past, ir would have practically fainted from happiness to hear those


    words out of his mouth. But now, they were just words. "It''s not up to you. Get out of my way," she


    announced.


    Wesley didn''t listen. He picked her up, carried her to his car, put her in the back seat, and got on top of


    her. "Here, a hotel room, home, your dorm, or in the field, pick one," he said.


    ir shuddered. "No, I won''t." She didn''t want to ask for a leave again tomorrow.


    "So we''ll do it here." Wesley made the decision for her.


    His hands fumbled with her clothes.


    Scared, ir grabbed his hands and yelled, "Have you lost your goddamn mind? It''s not like it''s private


    here!" Several people had already seen him carry her into the car.


    Wesley caressed her cheek and assured her, "Don''t worry. There''s a parking lot just ahead. I''ll park the


    car. It''ll take only a minute."


    ''Does he think I''m in a hurry or something? I''m not the horny one here!'' she thought, rolling her eyes.


    "So, a parking lot? What''s up with that?"


    "I checked out this ce before I came here." He came for only one reason—to sleep with her.


    ir felt like cursing. Then she remembered her vow.


    She promised herself she would forget Wesley; that they''d be strangers. Why was she in his car with


    him on top of her? ''Let me go, or I''ll call the police and tell them you tried to rape me!"


    "Okay."


    Wesley got off her. ir thought she spooked him. She felt relieved. However, he closed the car door,


    hopped in the driver''s seat and started the car again.


    "Think I was bluffing?"


    "No."


    "Aren''t you afraid?"


    "No." He turned the steering wheel to the right and backed up a little. The car was parked in a corner.


    Without even leaving the car, he climbed over the seats to get to her.


    ir was scared, feeling like a helplessmb watching the predator approach. And Wesley showed no


    mercy.


    Ever since their first time, he acted like an insatiable beast, torturing her whenever he could.


    When they were done, he offered to take her to the Eastern Coastal Apartments, but ir said no.


    So Wesley gathered her in his arms and carried her back to her dorm.


    On the fifth floor


    Wesley rang the doorbell and a woman opened the door for them. Wesley, with ir in his arms, just


    stood there. Embarrassed, ir pretended to be asleep, leaving him to deal with it.


    Seeing the confusion on the woman''s face, he said, "Hi, I''m ir''s husband. I''m just dropping her off."


    ir was lost. ''Husband? We just bumped uglies a couple times. Now he''s saying he''s my husband?''


    "Oh,e in, please," the woman said.


    ir thought he would leave once he tucked her in, but he didn''t.


    While Wesley stood next to her bed, she lifted her sore leg and gave him a kick. "Hey, you! Husband?


    What were you thinking? Um...why are you taking your clothes off? I think you should go home, get


    some rest."


    She was so feeble her kick was more like a caress. Wesley looked at her and responded, "I''m not


    going to sleep."


    ir was perplexed. "What?"


    "You''re about to find out."


    Wesley preferred to demonstrate.


    It was a sleepless night for both of them.


    Afraid that her colleague in the next room would hear their moans, ir was consumed with anxiety. If


    her roommate heard them, it would be too embarrassing.


    ir pleaded with Wesley in tears, yet her crying only turned him on even more.


    Recently, ir had been asking for time off so often her full attendance bonus was gone.


    Out of anger, her supervisor even deducted her three days'' pay from her sry as punishment.


    ir felt helpless. There was nothing she could do about it.


    Before Wesley left on deployment, he got a call from his grandfather. "Hi Wesley. Have I caught you at


    a bad time?"


    "No, what''s up, Grandpa?"


    "I can''t stop you from leaving, but you have to get married before the end of the year. You don''t need to


    have a wedding ceremony, but I want you to get your marriage certificate." Wesley knew very well who


    Keith wanted him to marry.


    Keith and Cecelia both wanted him to wed ir. However, when Cecelia flew into Y City to find ir,


    she''d already moved out of Wesley''s apartment.


    Wesley''s mom and grandfather were both disappointed.


    "Grandpa, wait a minute," Wesley said.


    Then he hung up. Keith was confused. Then his phone rang. It was a video chat request from Wesley.


    Keith went ahead and epted it. Wesley''s face wasn''t on-screen. It was a red certificate, instead.


    Keith''s brows were raised in confusion.


    Wesley opened the certificate for him and disyed it. When he saw the names on it, Keith grinned, his


    eyes narrowed into thin lines. "Nice!" His older grandson had never let him down.


    When Wesley thought his grandfather was done, he was wrong. Keith had one more demand.


    "A great-grandson. I want a great-grandson."


    And Wesley wanted that too.


    After all, he liked nothing more than sleeping with his wife. The only problem was he was too busy.


    In a coffee house downtown


    By the time Orion arrived, Wesley was already seated, staring out the window, deep in thought.


    "Colonel Li, why did you ask me here?" Even though they were love rivals, Orion was cordial. They''d


    go.


    Wesley turned around and watched Orion sit down opposite him.