Chapter 905 - 904: The Way You’re Dressed Really Tests My Patience

Chapter 905: Chapter 904: The Way You’re Dressed Really Tests My Patience

Moreover, they met in such an awkward situation, at such a place.

Five years of separation left them unaware of each other’s current life situations.

He thought she was with a child and married to someone else, while she thought he had someone new in his life.

Bella Acker didn’t know what to say for a moment. She simply looked at him, then suddenly leaned in to kiss the corner of his mouth, chuckled softly, and said, "President Sinclair, thank you for not giving up."

If Damian Sinclair hadn’t pursued her so relentlessly, if he hadn’t persisted in breaking down the walls she had built, they might have already become the most familiar strangers.

Fortunately, he didn’t give up. Fortunately, he stood firm in his feelings. Fortunately, he held her hand tightly, not giving her any chance to escape, so now they could lean on each other like this, warming each other.

"So, are you agreeing to marry me?" Damian Sinclair asked, trying to stay calm.

"No! No! No! That’s a whole different matter." Bella Acker wagged her index finger, "President Sinclair, the revolution is not yet successful, comrades still need to work hard. Pfft, hahaha!"

Bella Acker suddenly clutched her stomach, bending over with laughter.

Damian Sinclair supported her waist, fearing she might get too carried away with laughter and take a tumble.

He was somewhat helpless, but his gaze towards her was filled with deep affection.

Bella Acker laughed for a long time, finally calming down a bit. But when she looked up and saw Damian Sinclair’s face, she couldn’t help clutching her stomach and laughing again.

"Is it that funny?" Damian Sinclair was a bit baffled by her laughter.

"Sin... President Sinclair, you... take a look in the mirror yourself, hahaha!" Bella Acker couldn’t stop laughing, tears streaming down her face.

Damian Sinclair frowned and turned to the mirror, only to see a red smudge at the corner of his mouth, as if someone had punched him there, which was exactly where Bella Acker had just kissed. No wonder she was laughing so hard.

Bella Acker laughed until her stomach hurt, and only stopped after a while, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, she said, "Wait a moment, I’ll use some makeup remover to wipe it off for you, it looks too funny."

Saying that, Bella Acker found the makeup remover and cotton pads in the makeup artist’s kit, and squeezed out a bit to wipe Damian Sinclair’s mouth.

Damian Sinclair said, "You didn’t kiss there on purpose just now, did you?"

"I really didn’t," Bella Acker held back a laugh, "But I didn’t expect the lipstick mark to look this funny."

"Maybe I shouldn’t wipe it off," Damian Sinclair said. "I’ll walk around with this lipstick mark, and everyone will know that I’m yours."

"You’re the president, have you no dignity?" Bella Acker was speechless and amused, giving him a sideways glance, "Alright, have the makeup artist put on a bit more foundation for you in a moment."

"You won’t touch it up for me?"

"I’m not as good at it. Wait here, I’ll get the makeup artist for you." Bella Acker said, standing up to leave, but Damian Sinclair grabbed her hand.

"Give me a kiss."

"I have lipstick on," Bella Acker patted his hand, "don’t make a fuss."

"I’m not joking, I really want to kiss you." Damian Sinclair said seriously, "You dressed like this really tests my patience." As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled Bella Acker into his arms with a sudden force.

Bella Acker was about to tell him not to fool around, but suddenly felt a kiss landing on the small of her back.

It was enough that he kissed her, but he even traced circles with his tongue on her waist.

"Ah..." The tingling sensation from her waist made Bella Acker involuntarily let out a soft moan.