My Sexy Little Wife's

My Sexy Little Wife's
Chapter 13: LET'S GET MARRIED


Adrian leaned his back while exhaling a rough breath. Hoping that the anger that was bending his heart immediately disappeared. However, the sound of knocking coming from the car window glass made him back upset. 


“What else is it?” then open the window glass. 


Bruno who was standing next to the car smiled doubtfully, what else while reading his master's irritated face. The sharp gaze that always managed to make his body bristle. “Master, why didn't you invite Miss Naomi? Did you accidentally leave it?” 


“Naomi?” 


Adrian suddenly woke up. Look back and see Naomi standing with a sad face. 


“How can I forget it?” 


Adrian quickly got out of the car and approached Naomi. Wordlessly embracing the young woman's shoulders possessively, Naomi looked up to look at Adrian in the face.  


“Listen humans are useless, you already have no rights over this brother of yours. I bought it from Madam Leova. So if you still dare to bother him, then you will get a wound worse than this!” threaten Adrian really mean it. 


He only glanced at the pitiful man for a glance, before finally taking Naomi towards the car.


While Ken still struggles to get up. Adrian's attack seemed able to paralyze his motor nerves. 


However, there was nothing he could do but stare at a luxurious car that had just sped up, with questions filling his mind.


Who is the arrogant and arrogant man who took his sister away?


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Arriving at the penthouse. 


Adrian sat down while looking at Naomi who was receiving treatment from the doctor. Adrian accidentally asks Doctor Celena, who is his family's personal doctor to come and treat bruises on Naomi's face. 


“The injury is not severe, right?” adrian asked to be sure. 


The doctor smiled kindly. “It's just bruised. In a few days will be gone.” 


“Sure once again! He was bleeding.” 


“That's because there's a small tear in the skin of the inner lip, so it bleeds. I'll prescribe medicine.” 


However, the doctor's answer did not and Merta made Adrian completely relieved. “Alright, this time I believe in you. But if there's anything, I'll call you again.” 


“Do not worry. Nothing serious.” The woman looked at Naomi and examined some parts of her body.


After making sure everything went according to Mr. Adrian's expectations, the doctor said goodbye. Bruno escorted the beautiful doctor out. 


“Thank you for the help, Doctor.” Bruno bowed his head respectfully. 


Instead of leaving immediately, Doctor Celena instead glanced inside to make sure it was safe. Then pull Bruno's arm. 


“Who is the girl? Why did Adrian bring him here?” the question seemed urgent, making Bruno flutter.


“I don't know, Doctor!” bruno replied while scratching his head. 


“There's no way you don't know! You've been with him almost all day. Then where's Haylea? Doesn't he live here?” 


“Master has already cut ties with Miss Haylea.” 


Bruno's reply made Doctor Celena's eyelids widen. “What? Disconnecting? Is that impossible?” 


“Indeed what is impossible for Mr. Adrian Marx,” Bruno said in his heart. 


“What did Haylea do wrong until Adrian broke up?” 


“I also don't know the problem, Doctor. Why don't you ask yourselves to Sir. Doctor's his cousin.” 


“Hehe ..” Bruno chuckled, showing off his row of white teeth. “You are the only cousin who does not dare, what am I the only personal driver.” 


"Huh, you coward!"


Not wanting to waste time, the woman left the super luxurious apartment building.


Bruno closes the door after Doctor Celena disappears behind the elevator door. Then step inside to make sure everything is okay.


As he was about to enter the living room, he was fixated on the spot. Bruno would definitely not believe what he saw if he did not see for himself.


“Wah, Miss Naomi's influence is incredible. You never want to touch someone else's feet until you massage them. I would love to photograph it as a rare collection,” Bruno murmured inwardly. But of course, he would not dare to do so. 


“But anyway, I love my salary more than this magic moment.” 


“Hey, Mr. Adrian. Have you fallen in love with Miss Naomi? But it feels impossible. Is that fast that you moved to another heart?” 


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“What is it still hurting?” Adrian's stalling hand rubbed gently the tip of Naomi's lips, which were flushed red by the trail her brother left behind. 


Naomi answered with a nod of her head. It was not a physical wound that made him sad, but rather a wound to his heart. 


Being hit by Ken is nothing new to him. In the past, while still living together, Naomi was not treated like a sister by her older brother, but rather used as a sandsack for boxing training. Naomi may have only stayed the name if it had not been helped by someone, before it was eventually sold to Madam Leova. 


“Is he your older brother?” 


Again, Naomi nodded. Throwing a glance in the other direction to hide the pain of the heart that is seen in the radiance of his eyes. 


“If he's your older brother, why would he treat you like this?” Adrian was astonished.


He was silent for a moment. Waiting until the feeling that was like piercing his heart mercilessly diminished. “I'm the cause of mother's death.” 


“What happened to your mother?” 


Naomi answered only with a headband. The memories of the past are too painful for him, to choose silence. 


"Alright, I won't force it. By the way ... do you want to survive your brother?"


Naomi looked at Adrian sitting in front of her. “Is there any way to be free of him other than killing him?” 


“Of course there are. I have an interesting offer for you.” 


“What's interesting offer?” ask Naomi plain.


Adrian took a deep breath before saying, “Marry me! I'll protect you from your brother's reach.” 


For a while, Naomi seemed to lose her mind. How can there be a man who so casually invites marriage.


They just met a few days ago. Even the first impression Naomi got from the first meeting with Adrian was very bad.


"I don't want to marry a maniac like you!" answer Naomi steady.


It feels Adrian wants to bite Naomi's impolite little lips.


How dare he say I'm a maniac se*ks!


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