Her Second Marriage, Being Mr. Moore's New Wife

Chapter 543 Kiss me

Zain was silent looking at the message and then put his phone away.

He knew his sister's character. The first message was from her, but the last one was not hers, and it

was not hard to guess who else was with her at the moment.

Jack, of course.

Oh, this little fellow played tricks with his uncle.

He would learn his lesson.

“Well...” Yanis put away her phone and looked at Zain, tried to speak but stopped. Zain looked at her

expressionlessly, “What?”

“How many guests do we have to toast?” Yanis bit her lower lip and asked, but after that, she felt

awkward. Would Zain feel her impatience?

“Are you tired?” Zain asked.

“No, no!” Yanis reflexively shake her head and gave an embarrassing smile, “My physical condition is

good, I am not tired, I was just asking.”

Actually, she was so tired that she couldn't help it. The dress the servant had prepared for her tonight

had to go well with high heels, but she had been eating too much lately, and her feet had gained a lot of

weight, and she had to be forced her feet in, thought it was her right size.

It felt fine when she forced her feet in. She could walk on them.

But now she had accompanied Zain to greet so many merchants. Her feet hurt so much that she could

hardly stand. She felt like she was about to fall.

But for Zain, Yanis had to endure the pain.

“How is your drinking ability?” Zain asked, looking at her.

Yanis was stunned before she answered, “No bad, I can drink more.”

She feared that Zain would drive her away.

What kind of person was Zain? He never had a woman. Besides Alice, Megan was the woman who got

closest to him. Megan liked him, but he did not sense that and he had low EQ.

For example, when he asked you “Do you want it?” and you say “no”, he would think you really did not

want it.

Just like now, when he asked if Yanis tired and how her drinking ability was, he meant it. Yanis said she

was not tired and she could drink more, he would believe it.

So in the following time, Yanis could only complain in the heart.

While toasting and suffering pain, she scolded herself in dizzy. He was Zain, how could she try to make

him understand her real thought?

If it was any other guy, she would have walked away.

“Mr. Riley.”

Yanis drank another cup when toasting, the opposite person looked at her with smile, “Miss, you have

good drinking ability, may I have your name?”

As his voice fell, Yanis could not stand anymore and fell forward.

The opposite person’s face changed and he stretched out to hold her. Feeling her softness and faint

scent, he was stunned and was to say something, but at this hour, a pair of big hands had reached

over to take Yanis.

He lifted his eyes and found it was Zain.

Expressionless, he held her to him and let Yanis leaned on his shoulder. He asked in a deep voice,

“Are you ok?”

Hearing the voice of Zain, Yanis returned to herself and slowly raised her head, looking at Zain with her

hazy eyes.

Well...

Why could she see clearly? Yanis vacantly stretched out her hand to rub her eyes, trying to see clearly

the person in the front.

She might have been really drunk and stared at him for a long time. She dare not look at him like that

at the usual time. Since the last time she had kissed him, she had ducked at him like a mouse at a cat.

Now it only showed that she was drunk.

Zain shook his head, remembering her previous heroic words.

“If you can't drink, don’t drink. Mr. Riley, sorry, I send her back first, please help yourself.”

“Ok.” Mr. Riley smiled and watched them leave.

After all, she was Alice’s friend, so Zain took thoughtful care of Yanis. Holding her thin arms, he was

ready to send her to the guest room.

At this point, the alcohol fermented badly.

Yanis had been so drunk and resisted to go forward, and even was not willing to go.

“I'm not going, I'm not going!”

Zain, “......”

He watched she sat down on the cold floor. She was wearing a dress, and when she sat down, her

slender legs were exposed.

It was dazzling.

Zain voluntarily looked away, but he was afraid people coming and going saw she her like.

After a moment's thought, he took off his coat and covered it over her.

“Get up.”

He gave the order in a domineering manner.

Yanis pouted feeling upset, “No, my feet hurt!”

Zain squinted, “Your feet pain?”

At this time, Yanis pointed to her feet with rosy eyes, “The shoes are too small, it hurts my feet.”

Zain looked down at her feet and saw that the shoes were really too small. They were biting tightly on

her feet, and there were red marks around the flesh where it was caught, and blood streaks where the

skin was torn.

The scene raised Zain's eyebrows.

“It hurts.” Yanis accused again with grievance. She stretched out and was to want to take off her shoes.

Seeing her surly action, Zain instantaneously excoriated her, “Don't move!”

Yanis ignored him and was to move again, but Zain caught her hand to stop her and said in a harsh

voice.

“I said, don’t move.”

“Ok.” He was so fierce that Yanis dare not move again.

Zain lowered his head, took hold of her ankles, and slowly took off the shoes for her.

The shoe was already so tight that it was sure to hurt to take it off either way, and the only thing to do

was to take it off gently, so as not to make the wound bigger.

Yanis cried out in pain, “Easy, easy... Ah...” Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Zain took off her shoes so carefully that he did not pay any attention to what she was saying, but with

his brows knitted tightly, he finally took off the shoes on both her feet.

He lifted his eye and found that Yanis staring at him with tears in eyes.

Zain pursed his lips and asked, “Does it hurt?”

Was he rude?

Yanis nodded.

“Hold on. It will go away.”

“No.” Yanis pouted, “It still hurts.”

“What do you want to do?”

Yanis then said something that surprised him, “How about you kiss me? If you kiss me, it won’t hurt

anymore.”