My Wife is a Herbalist Practitioner

Chapter 45 I Want to Be Independent

Sylvie was dumbfounded. She had already made a plan to teach a good lesson to the man who

cheated her and then moved out of the house, never letting herself be wronged anymore. But now the

matters went completely beyond her expectations.

He said nothing happened between him and Robyn.

He liked her, he said.

Caught off guard, Sylvie blinked his long, slender eyelashes, "You... Are you telling the truth?"

Kieran curled his lips and lowered his voice, "It's true. If you don't believe me, I'll go to the hospital and

prove that I'm still a... virgin?"

Sylvie immediately kicked him. No man could do this test. Liar.

Kieran didn't care about the footprint on his trousers. The little girl beat Robyn for him, which he had

never expected.

Kieran took her face in his hands, lowered his head, and kissed her red lips through the veil. "Sylvie, be

with me, will you?"

Sylvie had always wanted to hold fast to her heart, not to give anyone a chance to hurt her, but now the

walls of her heart were crashing down under the hoarse, luring voice of this man.

She had taken a fancy to him.

Sylvie could no longer resist her love. She would miss him when he was gone, her heart would ache

when he was hurt, and she would go crazy with jealousy when he was with another woman...

It was a strange feeling.

Sylvie lovingly allowed him to kiss her, but her tone was still fierce. "You have to think it twice, I'm

fierce, and if you have another woman out there, I'll beat you up!"

Kieran's eyes were filled with love and joy. "Did I ever tell you that you're the most charming when

you're losing temper?"

Sylvie, feeling sweet, quickly pushed Kieran out of the way and ran back to her room.

Robyn hadn't left yet. She lost so badly tonight that she had to ask Kieran to teach Sylvie a lesson and

drove her out.

When Kieran came out of the study, Robyn rushed toward him, sobbing miserably. "Kieran," she said,

"that maid beat me. I'm hurt."

Robyn wanted to snuggle up to Kieran.

Kieran shied away. Repulsed by Robyn's artificial perfume, she had already missed Sylvie's sweet

girlish scent, even though she had just left his arms.

"Robyn, from tomorrow on, you don't have to go to work, leave H City, and never appear in my sight."

What?

Robyn froze in shock. She looked at Kieran in disbelief. "Kieran, what's wrong with you?"

Kieran gave Robyn one last look. "Your biggest mistake was trying to seduce me in front of Mrs. Lowe."

Mrs. Ready?

The... the maid?

Robyn's face paled.

In the bedroom.

Sylvie came out of the shower. Kieran was in the next room, wearing a dark blue silk nightgown and

half leaning over the bed reading a book.

Usually they slept separately, she on the bed and he on the sofa, but now he went straight to the bed.

Although she had admitted that she had fallen in love with him, wouldn't they go too fast to sleep

together?

Kieran lifted his eyes from the book and landed on her, then he patted his bed. "Come here."

Sylvie stood still.

Kieran put the book down and got up. "Do you want me to hug you up?"

Sylvie quickly climbed into bed.

She rolled over with her back to him, trying not to touch him.

Kieran grabbed her limp waist and pulled her directly into his arms.

Sylvie rested her head on his muscular arms, her little face on his muscular chest. She tried to push

him away, but he said with a faint smile, "Why are you so restless. How about we have some Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

entertainment?"

Good. Sylvie took his threat and didn't dare to move.

At this time, her mobile phone rang.

Sylvie reached for the phone under her pillow. It was Brian.

She didn't answer.

And then, she received a text. It was from Brian —— 'Sylvie, answer the phone.'

The phone was still ringing. Brian was calling her again and again.

Sylvie made no attempt to answer, but a large hand grabbed her phone and Kieran took it from her.

The yellow lamplight at the head of the bed was shining warm light on his handsome and delicate face,

and she saw him bite his thin lips, showing some sort of danger in his indifferent look.

Kieran answered the phone.

"Don't answer it! Sylvie quickly stopped him.

Kieran turned to look at the girl. His deep narrow eyes narrowed. "Why, afraid that I'm going to deal

with him?"

"No, it's my business. We had a promise that you can't meddle in my business."

"Oh." Kieran left her cell phone on the bed counter, making a little noise.

Sylvie knew he was angry. He was overbearing, and absolutely did not like his woman to be coveted by

other men.

Sylvie lifted her little head and gave him a quick kiss on his handsome cheek.

Kieran dropped the book he was holding onto the bed counter and then looked down at her biting the

corner of her lips.

Hiss.

Sylvie felt painful.

Kieran let go of her red lips, but the two of them were still breathing. His long fingertips cupped her little

face, then ran through her long, soft hair. "Mine, you're mine, you understand?"

"Yes, but I'll take care of the matter of Brian and the Shaw Family myself, although... I'm with you now, I

don't want to depend on you. I want to be independent apart from being a woman you can appreciate."

Kieran looked at her bright and determined eyes. She had her own nature of persistence and dignity,

and was intelligent.

Kieran reached out and slowly removed her veil.

Her beautiful little face was out there, and now she was cuddling up in his arms, more attractive and

coquetted than she had been in the bar that day.

Kieran never denied that he was a vulgar person, and he liked her face.

He bent his head and kissed her.

Sylvie's tiny hands clutched the pajamas on his chest, having a feeling she had never felt before, and

she felt so soft as he kissed her.

Sylvie's small hands slid down and hugged around his waist.

Kieran suddenly let go of her and opened his eyes. The corners of his narrow eyes were stained with

scarlet.