Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love

Chapter 163

Mikayla wore no makeup. Even though she was only wearing a regular nightgown, Carlos could not take his eyes

off of her; she looked as beautiful and delicate as a hibiscus. "You're the one who cto me!" she said.

She bumped into his strong and broad chest just now when she opened the door.

"It's the swhether you throw yourself ator the other way around!" Carlos was holding a bathrobe in his

hand, his eyes glowing.

"Go take a show! I'll go to bed now." Mikayla lifted the quilt and lay down in bed.

She couldn't look straight at him now!

She felt kind of embarrassed for what happened just now.

Perhaps due to her period or a long day's work, Mikayla fell asleep soon.

In her sleep, she felt uneasy as someone seemed to be touching her body.

In a daze, Mikayla opened her eyes to discover Carlos was on top of her, kissing her body, making her feel

completely awake.

"Carlos, what are you doing?" After finishing her words, she realized that she had asked a stupid question.

Carlos raised his head slightly and stated with justification, "Honey, I'm doing what a husband should do."

Honey? He had never called her honey before.

She uttered, "Carlos, can you stop? I'm still on my period!"

"No! Don't worry. | won't get inside you. Go ahead with your sleep. Don't mind me. We don't interfere with each

other!" Now he couldn't stop it even if he wanted to. Her smooth, fair, and tender skin was like the best silk. How

could he hold it back?

"Carlos, how can | sleep when you do this to me?" She felt melted.

Carlos got down from her and pulled her into his arms. "Go to sleep!"

'I'll do it later when she falls asleep," Carlos thought.

She didn't say anything.

Enveloped by Carlos's unique body scent, Mikayla slowly dozed off and breathed evenly.

"The morning breeze flowed through cream-colored gauze curtains.

Mikayla woke up to find that she was in bed alone. She checked the time, and now it was six o'clock.

As she moved her hand, she realized that she had nothing on other than panties.

What the hell did Carlos do to her in her sleep?

Looking at those hickeys all over her body, she wondered how late Carlos stayed up last night.

She didn't ponder further. She had a lot of things to deal with on the new day. Mikayla changed her clothes and

was ready to go downstairs.

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Meanwhile, after Winona drove Jaxon to work in the morning, she dialed Mildred's phone number.

Last night, Winona didn't sleep at all.

She kept thinking about things among Jaxon, Mikayla, and herself.

Since Mikayla liked hooking up with her man, she wanted to make Mikayla pay.

"Honey, what's up?" Mildred was taken aback to receive her daughter's call in the early morning.

"Is Thalia home? Why couldn't | get through to her when | called her?" Winona asked, sitting on the couch.

"Yes, she is! She lost her phone. Did you get a job for her?" Mildred asked curiously.

Winona didn't answer her question but said, "Tell her to cto meetat Universal Mall!"

"Universal Mall? Can | ctoo? | haven't bought any clothes this spring."

"Mom, don't make trouble for me. | want to talk to Thalia about something." Winona stroked her belly gently.

"All right! You can pick two sets of clothes for me."

"Well, tell Thalia to cquickly. | drive fast, and | don't like waiting." After saying that, Winona hung up the

phone.

She put on an expensive maternity outfit and an LV shawl. She looked stylish although she was pregnant.

"She applied a light pink lipstick and minimal makeup.

"Winona didn't appear like a decadent pregnant woman after applying makeup because she had had good skin

since birth and had maintained her appearance over time.

She took a moment to study herself

in the full-length mirror as she stood in front of it before putting an expensive necklace around her neck. After

confirming that there was nothing wrong, she drove to

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Universal Mall from the garage.

It took Thalia a long tbefore she arrived at the mall by bus.

Winona was out of patience due to the long wait, but she held her temper when Thalia walked toward her.

"Winona, I'm really sorry to keep you waiting. There was a traffic jam." Thalia looked at Winona with envy in her

eyes. Winona dressed elegantly and stylishly despite being pregnant.

Although Thalia was a young lady who had just graduated from school, she felt inferior to a pregnant woman.

"It's okay! Thalia, let's go shopping! | can't find anyone who enjoys going shopping withother than my

mother." Winona took Thalia into a luxury store.

"Welcome, Ms. Salvatore," the shopkeeper greeted them.

Thalia saw the prices on the tags. A single purse cost the money that was enough to cover her tuition and living

expenses for several years.

"She was well-aware of the clothing

brand Winona was wearing today. She used to be jealous of her college roommates because sof them

dressed in high-end brands, and their wealthy boyfriends even bought them expensive brands as gifts.

"Thalia used to read fashion magazines and browse websites while she was in school, but she was never able to

afford to buy anything. She noted the prices, hoping that one day she would have enough money to buy clothes

at will.

Thalia's mother died when she was

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little. Sometimes Winona's family would give them money because they were related. Her father gave her some

of the money for living expenses and tuition, and he spent

the rest on alcohol, gam and

prostitution. Sometimes her father didn't even chome.

Her father said that it was good enough to be able to support her.

She lived with her aunt, and she never shopped in such a luxury store.

"Thalia, what are you thinking about?" Winona picked up a red bag and lifted it against her. "Is it good-looking?"

Thalia looked envious.

Wearing famous brand purses could really make one look much more stylish!

"It looks great!" Thalia secretly hid her cheap purse behind her back.

Winona handed the purse to the shopkeeper and asked her to wrap it up. She smiled and turned to Thalia,

"Thalia, what color do you like?"

"Huh?" This question caught Thalia off guard.

"Pick one, and I'll pay for you!" Winona smiled enigmatically.