Chapter 664: Say ’Divorce’ If You Dare

Chapter 664: Chapter 664: Say ’Divorce’ If You Dare

As Annabelle wiped his mouth, she said with a smile, "Haven’t you ever heard the saying?"

"What? That men love a bad girl?"

She was speechless. "...’Bad company corrupts good character.’"

Leona Grant was silent. `...`

’This scoundrel.’

The way they were positioned, her chest was pressed against his.

His gaze turned wicked, dropping to her chest. "Is that so? Let me just feel your conscience and see if that’s really the case."

’We’re in public! Could you have some shame?’

Annabelle slapped his hand away, scolding him with a frown, "Have some decency!"

His hand slid right inside her dress as he said nonchalantly, "I don’t want any. Not interested."

Annabelle was speechless. `...`

’What on earth does decency have to do with being ’interested’?’

Not even wanting to waste words, Annabelle slapped his hand away again, but Leona Grant gently caught her wrist with his other hand.

Leona Grant continued to feel around, his tone turning surprisingly serious. "You know, I’ve been putting in so much effort, but you don’t seem to be getting any bigger here. Still a C-cup, I see."

’A C-cup is perfect, okay?’

’But from the sound of it, he’s not satisfied?’

Annabelle’s expression turned frigid as she stood up. "Don’t you ever touch me again."

’He gets to feel me up as much as he wants, and now he’s complaining I’m not good enough?’

Seeing how angry she was, Leona Grant couldn’t help but laugh. He pulled her back down into his lap. "Who else would I touch? Be good. They’ll only get bigger if I touch them. I’ll even go learn some special techniques in a few days. We’ll aim for an E-cup! Trust me, it’s the magic touch!"

Annabelle was speechless. `...`

’What’s with this sudden wave of frustration?’

Annabelle said resentfully, "So what? It’s not like there’s anything in it for me."

She wasn’t the one getting all the pleasure out of it, and that was the truth.

This was something Annabelle could never understand—why any woman would willingly go under the knife for breast augmentation. It seemed completely pointless. Besides, was getting surgery really such a minor thing?

You could even die from it.

Leona Grant raised an eyebrow and said with a wicked grin, "What do you mean ’nothing’? Don’t you feel good when I’m loving you?"

`...`

Annabelle had been at a loss for words, but then an idea flashed through her mind. She frowned, her gaze turning cool. "Do you really like them big?"

`...`Leona Grant had only been joking.

Seeing her expression suddenly turn cold, he started to panic. "No..."

Annabelle gave him a complicated look and said seriously, "It’s not guaranteed that they’ll get bigger just from being touched. You could put in the ’effort’ for a lifetime and they might never change. In that case, you might have to live with that regret for the rest of your life."

`...`’He swore that’s not what he meant at all.’

"Annabelle, that’s not what I meant. I was just..."

She looked heartbroken. "Don’t say any more. Just don’t."

"I swear! Even if you were flatter than me, I wouldn’t care! I was really just joking, please don’t be angry, I..."

Annabelle sighed. "Forget it. I don’t want you to live with any regrets either. So, how about this... why don’t we..."

"Annabelle Linton!" Leona Grant’s voice suddenly shot up several decibels. "Don’t you fucking dare think about divorcing me! Even if you were a man, as long as I love you, you have to stay by my side, understand?! Just try saying the word ’divorce’! I dare you!"

"Divorce? What divorce?" Annabelle looked at him, completely baffled. "I was going to say, why don’t we go join the charity event? I think it’s already started."

Leona Grant was speechless. `...`ℯℯ𝘭.