Chapter 529

"You're a smart one," Vivian Bennett said, lowering her head to press a smiling kiss to his lips.

The stone that had been weighing on her heart for so long finally settled.

She had been hesitating, constantly agitated.

She loved him to the bone, yet she always felt shackled by various thoughts.

Why overthink it?

Just follow her heart.

Love had its own power, capable of binding two hearts tightly together, never to part.

"Since you've decided to marry me," Liam Sullivan's eyes shone with an intense light as he rolled over, pinning her beneath him, "then hurry up and give me a child."

Vivian instantly regretted it.

She should have proposed tomorrow.

Then he wouldn't be so excited he couldn't sleep all night, finding endless ways to torment her.

The night was long, but filled with sweetness.

She woke the next day to find the sun already high in the sky.

But this time, the moment Vivian opened her eyes, she saw Liam.

He lay on his side beside her, a smile playing on his lips, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on her.

She wondered how long he had been watching.

Had he been gazing at her like this all night, after tiring her out and waiting for her to fall asleep?

This man had incredible patience.

Dark circles faintly shadowed his eyes, and red veins were visible—she had guessed right.

Silly man.

"Awake?" His voice was low and soft, laced with amusement. "You look adorable when you sleep. Your cheeks puff out, and you curl up like a little squirrel."

Vivian blinked.

A squirrel?

How did she resemble a furry little creature like that?

She tried to sit up, and the thin sheet slipped down.

She quickly grabbed it, covering her chest.

But the dense constellation of love bites on her shoulders remained exposed to the air, making her cheeks burn instantly.

Remembering his passion last night, his insatiable hunger, she felt so shy she wanted to burrow under the covers.

"Hiding what?" Liam teased, slanting a glance at her, his tongue lightly tracing his lower lip as if savoring a delicious memory. "I've tasted every inch of you."

Propping his head on one hand, his dark hair was disheveled across his forehead, a few strands lightly brushing his long eyelashes.

Those mesmerizing eyes now held an intoxicating starlight, brimming with laughter, the corners crinkling.

He was already exceptionally handsome, but this roguish, wicked smile was utterly captivating.

His words were flirtatious, making her heart itch.

Vivian couldn't help but glare at him fiercely.

"Hmph, guarding against you, this wolf, losing control again," she puffed out her cheeks, wrapping the sheet tighter around herself.

This man ignited too easily, and his energy was frighteningly abundant.

She was no match for him.

She had no desire to start the day with a roll in the sheets.

Liam looked innocent. "Even if I wanted to, it's not possible today. We have more important things to do."

"Circumstances don't permit?" Vivian's eyes widened. "Are you saying if circumstances permitted, you'd keep tormenting me?"

How infuriating.

This man's mind was never on anything proper.

She really had encountered a big, bad wolf.

Liam, fearless, leaned in and kissed her lips. "We're newlyweds. There's always boundless energy."

"We're not married yet," Vivian retorted irritably.

If he was like this before marriage, what would happen after?

Thinking of being pestered by him every night made her back ache already.

Why didn't this man know any moderation?

She needed to get pregnant quickly, so he couldn't lay a hand on her anymore.

She thought this secretly, a smile unconsciously curling her lips.