Sparkle Gold finally left, satisfied.
Evan Saint leaned against the wall. Seeing her come out, he slightly curled his lips: "You're really saying one thing and meaning another."
Clearly, it was because Sean was a bit chubby, and for his health, she wanted him to eat lighter at night, yet she insisted on acting like a villain.
"Who's saying one thing and meaning another?"
"Obviously caring about him, yet pretending to be a bad person."
"Who cares about him? That little brat is the most annoying." Sparkle Gold snorted arrogantly and walked away.
"So Mrs. Saint makes an exception to cook for someone she dislikes."
Sparkle Gold turned abruptly: "Who is Mrs. Saint? Don't call me that, I'm still a flower, call me Miss Gold!"
Evan Saint squinted: "Looks like I need to give Mrs. Saint a real sense of being a married woman."
"What are you planning to do?" Sparkle Gold instinctively stepped back, feeling a bit of danger from that look.
"Exercise the rights of a husband."
"Evan Saint, don't mess around!"
"Then I'll do it properly."
"Evan Saint, we are just fake married."
"Then let's turn the fake into real." Evan Saint began removing his clothes one by one, his beautiful abs putting runway models to shame.
Sparkle Gold gulped hard, trying to remain calm: "I don't want to turn the fake into real with you."
Evan Saint chuckled softly: "I do."
"Evan Saint, this is rape, I can report you."
He pinned her down, trapping her beneath him, with a somewhat wicked smile: "Licensed rape, sounds good."
"Ah, help!"
"Sparkle Gold, wait, I'll have you begging for mercy in another way."
With those words, Evan Saint already lowered his head, sealing her lips fiercely, continuing to fulfill their incomplete wedding night from yesterday.
By the way, physically carrying out his promise to have her beg for mercy in another way.
"Mm..." Sparkle Gold pushed hard, not wanting to engage in a real relationship with him.
After all, they were just in a formal marriage.
She didn't want to lose her body in this void of marriage, because she wasn't confident that her heart wouldn't fall again...
"Sparkle Gold, at this moment, you owe me." Evan Saint's voice was hoarse and subdued.
If she hadn't disappeared suddenly ten years ago, their child might be as big as Sean now...
Sparkle Gold looked at him blankly: "What do you mean?"
"It means... you can't escape tonight!" With those words, Evan Saint sealed her lips again, tearing off her only remaining piece of clothing.
However...
"Dad, I'm back!" Sean Saint pushed the door open, joyfully rushing in.
Evan Saint quickly covered Sparkle Gold, his temples throbbing, ordering hoarsely: "Sean, get out..."
"But Dad, I want to sleep with you." Sean Saint blinked his eyes, looking completely innocent.
Having had the experience yesterday, he was now fearless.
Evan Saint rubbed his forehead: "Sean, you're getting bigger..."
"But Grandma says I'm still a kid."
Evan Saint: ...
Hiding under the blanket to get dressed, Sparkle Gold then patted the bed: "Little brat, come up."
Sean Saint jumped into the bed as if pardoned.
They both blinked their big eyes, looking innocently at Evan Saint.
Defeated by them, Evan Saint could only sigh helplessly: "Sleep, I'll take a shower."
"But Dad just washed, didn't he?" Sean Saint was puzzled.
Sparkle Gold smirked: "To cool down."
"Why?"
"Because he's, um, passionate."
"Nonsense, Dad isn't passionate!"
"Alright, little brat, hurry up and sleep!" Sparkle Gold patted him, lying down herself.