Marriage Rights: Billionaire's Forgotten Wife

"It was different when we were kids. You would tell me beforehand that you will bring me something." Mo Lihua replied.

Her balcony is most of the time closed for safety reasons. Mo Lihua just opened it for a bit and who would have that her drunk husband would sneak in.

Yu Qiao continued to lean on the balcony door, "Right. You don't like me before, but I was persistent. I brought you lots of gifts." He said with a smile on his handsome face.

"If you consider earthworms as gifts, sure."

He laughed loudly, before replying, "You were not afraid of it so it fine. Now I remember before I thought you are not afraid of anything, so there is no need to protect you."

"That's not true." Mo Lihua refused sadly. She was traumatised and angry kid. When they were young, Yu Qiao was mostly the victim of her mental breakdown episodes.

"Probably. I think I fail." Yu Qiao whispered sadly, "Let me in?"

"Only if you take a shower. You stink." Mo Lihua gestured for him to enter her room. He sauntered in with a slight stumble trying his best to act as though he was in control of his body. Mo Lihua pointed the direction to the restroom.

She sat on her bed and made herself comfortable waiting for him to clean up his act. In all honesty, Mo Lihua is very nervous.

'Why is he even here? To talk about the old days?' Mo Lihua asked herself as she looks at him carefully walking towards the restroom.

Yu Qiao didn't even wait until he was in the restroom to begin stripping out of his clothing. Before Mo Lihua could turn her face, Yu Qiao was standing with his back to her in the doorway of her bathroom completely n.a.k.e.d. She blushed and turned her head quickly.

Mo Lihua tried to drown out the dirty thoughts she had of Yu Qiao and kept telling herself that he was like a brother to her.

Too bad for her, it was just a night before when she experienced how his hands and lips feel like on her skin. The marks of his kisses are still on her body after all.

Just like before, her mind couldn't stop as she remembers how his hands worshipped c.a.r.e.s.sed her c.h.e.s.t while feeling his lips against hers, and then his fingers going lower until it reached her wet folds.

Mo Lihua's imagination already runs wild. While Yu Qiao stepped under the showerhead, the water cleansing him of his sins of the day.

His head was swimming with the effects of the alcohol and the stress he had been under. He got married drunk, and now he had shown up to Mo Lihua's room still drunk as her husband on their wedding night.

Was there anything he could do right?

He washed clean and ran the water over his face to wake up his mind. Yu Qiao needed to be able to think clearly for this serious conversation.

This is their first day as husband and wife. He already messed up, but Mo Lihua does not deserve to be treated the way he had treated her so far.

He needs to do something to at least repay her sacrifices by taking care of her properly as a husband.

In the meantime, Mo Lihua had found herself standing in the doorway of the bathroom watching Yu Qiao under the water, back facing her direction.

He does not even have even a towel to cover the lower half of his body while he showered and the steam of the hot water, his movements were sensual enough to send Mo Lihua's mind into a complete frenzy again.

Then what will happen to her if he turns around and she accidentally saw his manhood? She would probably scream.

'What am I doing?' She scolded herself. Walk away before he notices. She moved back to the bed and sat with her robe slightly open to show off a little leg and maybe give a glimpse of the black lace u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r. She positioned herself for his exit in the hopes he would see her as something different.

She rethought her actions and closed the robe. Then reopened the robe and closed it again. She fought with herself over which action to take. Maybe she should talk to him first and see where his head was at. Just then, the water from the shower turned off, and she heard him step out of the shower.

Mo Lihua nervously bit her lip. 'I am acting stupid. The stupidest I had ever been to. Do I want to seduce my husband?'

Yu Qiao came out of the bathroom with nothing but a white towel wrapped around his waist and another white towel around his shoulders. "Thank you." he slurred.

"Of course." Mo Lihua replied, nervous. She wouldn't be able to hide her l.u.s.t for him. The remnants of his shower glistened on his perfectly chiselled body. She bit her lip. "What did you want to speak to me about?"

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