Newlywed Wife Is The Boss

Probably intrigued, Lorenzo suddenly lowered his head and brushed his lips against hers, his eyes lingering on her.

Jessica never expected that the man beside her would take her first kiss, stupefied.

“I just can’t help it.”

Lorenzo swallowed despite himself as his gaze fell on her fine nine-tailed fox half mask, then on her gleaming eyes.

“If I didn’t know that you’re a decent person and wouldn’t go against my will, I would long have put my silver needles to use.”

Hardly had Jessica finished her words than she pushed the car door open hurriedly and strode away.

“My name is Lorenzo Fletcher. You may call me Lorenzo, or hubby.”

Lorenzo…

Hubby…

She wasn’t supposed to call him by his pet name because she didn’t want to get too emotionally involved. After all, it was a contract marriage.

“I appreciate it, Lorenzo.”

Jessica thanked him and went into the hotel without looking back.

Lorenzo’s eyes darkened as he watched her receding figure, his face hard to read. The next moment, he tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

Meanwhile, Bianca looked out of the window of the presidential suite on the top floor and saw everything.

“That bitch is just like her mother. She just married into the Fletcher family and now she’s playing around with another man!” Bianca growled through gritted teeth and clenched her fists, jealousy glinting in her eyes.

She didn’t see the man in the car, which wasn’t a limited edition, but she saw a logo on it, which was an abstract black dragon flying in the clouds.

Aminah had taught Bianca a lot so that she could fit into high society, and she knew that one of the powerful families in Ameriart had an emblem like that.

But Jessica just came back from the outland. How come she would…

“My beauty, I just can’t satisfy your appetite. We were having some hot sex a minute ago, but now you’re looking for your next man? If you can meet my demands, I’ll help you hook up with some man like him,” the man teased as he wrapped his arms around Bianca and groped her.

“Come on… Stop being so horny, Rocco,” Bianca panted.

“Get that girl for me, and I’ll treat you and your mother well.” Rocco Lee pushed Bianca away and asked her to help him hook up with Jessica.

“You have no heart. That’s a deal.”

Bianca put on her clothes, freshened up her makeup and minced away.

At the entrance of a fancy restaurant in the hotel…

“I didn’t expect the newly-wed wife to cuckold her husband so soon after she got married.”

Bianca ran into Jessica the moment she arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, annoyed.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“But that makes sense. After all, Mr. Fletcher is terminally ill, and he’s a cruel person. I’m afraid he can’t satisfy you, so you can’t wait to play around with some high-end gigolo. Shame on you, Jessica!”

Jessica met Bianca’s ferocious gaze, dumbfounded.

High-end…

High-end gigolo?

Bianca must have seen them just now, so the “high-end gigolo” she was referring to must be Lorenzo.

Lorenzo was inherently graceful and refined. Truly, he was handsome and muscular, but he was anything but a…

High-end gigolo?

If Lorenzo heard what Bianca said, Jessica wondered if he would strangle her to death in rage.

“Where’s Aminah? Didn’t she say she had something important to tell me?” Jessica asked bluntly, not wanting to waste one more second on the bubblehead.

“You came, Jessica! Come in and take a seat.”

Seeing the two girls at the entrance, Aminah asked them to get in immediately.

“You look so different and tender now, Jessica. Love has changed you!”

Aminah smiled behind her slim hand with red nail polish, picked up a glass of fine wine and put it down in front of Jessica.

“It’s a rare wine, and it took me some time to get it. It tastes amazing. You just get married, and you deserve a glass of fine wine.”

“Jessica, mom cares so much about you. Just accept her kindness,” Bianca urged immediately as she saw Aminah winking at her.

The moment Jessica took the glass, she found something wrong with the wine. There was a faint smell, but it didn’t miss her nose.

“How can I say no to it?”

Jessica pierced another kind of special silver needle through her skin secretly and gulped down the wine before she pulled the needle out in passing and threw it away in the corner, but neither Aminah nor Bianca noticed anything wrong.

“My head is spinning… I…”

Jessica slumped down in the chair and showed no sign of waking up, no matter how hard Bianca shook her.

“I told you not to mess up with me, bitch!”

Bianca tweaked Jessica hard on the arm.

“Don’t you have an appointment in a while? Go now. When you come back, everything will be done, and Jessica will have no choice but to be the plaything of those old men and our cash cow,” Aminah said confidently and asked Bianca to leave immediately.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel…

“I’m coming, my little beauty.”

The fat all over Rocco’s body was shaking with excitement as he leered at the unconscious Jessica on the sofa. He swallowed, stripped himself naked at once and pounced on her.