Married to a Secret Billionaire (Stella Taylor)

Chapter 127 My Wife Doubts Me, I Have to Prove It to Her

Chapter 127 My Wife Doubts Me, I Have to Prove It to Her

Noah's breath was heavy, and his eyes were filled with the charming figure of his wife.

He curled his lips, suddenly wanting to do something he had never tried before...

Stella exclaimed, and then sat on him in a shy posture. Her face was red. She was shy and scared,

and she begged in a soft voice, "Let me down..."

"Darling, don't!"

Although she said no, her body...

Noah's eyes were blurred, and his face was full of mischief.

"Didn't you ask me not to stop tonight?" His voice was hoarse, "I won't stop, don't you stop either!"

Fiery passion spread in the room. The moon shone through the French window at the clothes scattered

on the floor, and the figures that intertwined like vines on the big bed.

...

Noah slowly opened his eyes in the early morning and saw Stella still sleeping soundly in his arms. He

couldn't help but smile and kissed her lips gently.

Although they had been married for almost a year, they rarely acted as wild as last night.

He carefully withdrew his arm, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He called room service, asking for

breakfast to be brought to the room.

Stella turned lazily over on the bed, and the emptiness next to her made her wake up suddenly.

"Darling?"

She jumped out of bed with bare feet and looked around.

Noah came in from the balcony, and she ran into his arms.

"What's wrong?" He smiled and touched her hair, "Why are you looking for me so anxiously?"

Stella wrinkled her nose, then stared up at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Were you smoking on the balcony?"

Noah's forehead began sweating.

"Honey," he said with an apologetic smile, "I actually smoke very little now. I know you don't like the

smell of cigarettes..."

"It's not that I don't like the smell of cigarettes, it's just that smoking is not good for your health!" Stella

reprimanded in a serious tone.

And he listened to her very seriously.

"Besides, I didn't ask you to quit completely. I know it's difficult to quit, so we'll do it step by step!"

"But darling, you can't just go and smoke early in the morning!"

"Anyway, I'm telling you..." Stella moved her big eyes around and said, "smoking too much will have an

impact on that aspect too!"

"Really?" Noah said with a raised accent at the end.

Stella suddenly felt that something was wrong in his eyes.

Noah came closer and suddenly grabbed her waist. It was too late for her to run away. She was

completely trapped in his arms and couldn't move.

"So, you're doubting me..." "

No!" Stella shook her head like a rattle.

She was trying to bother him with that matter in the first place.

Men all cared about that function of theirs, didn't they?

But...

She was asking for trouble!

"No!" Noah was extremely serious, "My wife doubts me, so I have to prove it to her!"

"No, no need! You proved it very well last night!"

"It was not very good..." He smiled evilly, "I can do better!"

As he said this, he bent down to lift her up, and Stella fell back onto the big bed...

After all the tossing, Stella was completely exhausted.

When she woke up again, it was almost noon. She turned over and muttered indistinctly, "Honey, I'm so

hungry."

"Still hungry?"

Stella was so frightened that she covered her mouth immediately.

She glared at him weakly, and his eyes narrowed in laughter.

He carried her to take a shower and then carried her out of the bathroom.

Stella's eyes lit up when she saw the lunch which was delivered to the room.

Noah looked fondly at her and pushed everything she liked to eat in front of her. He just didn't feed her.

But at this moment, Stella didn't need to be fed at all.

Although her life had been hard since she was a child, this was the first time that she felt really hungry!

She just didn't expect that it was due to...

Stella glared at him, then quickly looked down with a blush that spread from her cheeks to the tips of

her ears.

"Honey," Noah teased her on purpose, "Are you satisfied now?"

She was startled, "What?"

"The rent was not wasted!"

"You..."

Stella was so embarrassed that she raised her little fist and wanted to beat him, but at this moment,

there was a loud bang outside!

Stella screamed and instinctively covered her ears.

Noah hugged her immediately, his expression calm and alert.

There was a noise outside the room, as if many people were running past their door.

Soon a piercing siren sounded.

The look in Noah's eyes was ferocious, and his first thought was that Christopher Martinez had

attacked him!

But this was in a hotel, and it was broad daylight. No matter how stupid Christopher was, how would he

choose this time to blatantly harm him?

"Darling, what's going on?" Stella curled up in his arms, trembling slightly.

Noah asked her to stay in the room. He walked to the door, wanting to go out and find out what was

going on.

Although Stella was scared, she followed his instructions and found a hidden place to hide, looking at

his back worriedly.

Just when he was about to open the door, there was a knock on the door.

Noah's steps froze, and a chill crawled up his spine.

He stared at the door.

The knocking on the door became more urgent. He clenched his fists and veins popped out on his

arms.

If he was alone, he feared nothing.

But Stella was behind him...

He couldn't let anyone hurt her under any circumstances!

He was thinking about how to lure them away if it was Christopher's man wanted to kill him after he

opened the door, when there was movement outside the door.

"Hello, I'm the housekeeping manager! Is there anyone inside?"

Noah's eyes moved slightly.

He opened the door a small crack tentatively, and there was indeed the housekeeping manager

outside, standing respectfully at the door, smiling at him apologetically.

Noah then opened the door.

"Sir, Madam, I'm so sorry that this happened in our hotel!" The manager bowed.

"What happened?"

"It was an oversight by our security, we weren't cautious enough... There were gangsters who checked

in last night, which caused this disturbance today and disturbed all the guests. I'm really sorry!"

"We have already called the police, and the police have taken the suspect away. Sir, madam, the hotel

will waive your bill and compensate you for moral damage. I apologize again for causing you fright and

distress!"

Noah looked around and saw that there were many people in the corridor. Several managers went from

room to room to explain and apologize to the guests.

There were also police standing at the end of the corridor, which was cordoned off.

So, this place was safe now.

Noah frowned.

This was not something that Christopher would do. If his "honest and kind" uncle wanted to kill him, he

would use a roundabout way and not be so blatant.

The manager said just now that there were gangsters... Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Could it be...?

Noah took a deep breath, turned around, closed the door, and quickly changed his clothes.

Stella was still in shock.

She couldn't help asking when she saw that Noah was going out again, "Hubby, where are you going?"