HONEY, Love Me One More Time

Chapter 166: I Will Love You No Matter Who You Are

Then he held back his laughter and said, “Cristofer, you’d better be careful when you and Estelle... You know.” Hearing this, Cristofer blushed. “Dad, what are you talking about?” Cristofer's father then whispered to him, “I saw the love bites on Estelle’s neck.” However, although his voice was low, Estelle still heard what he had said and also blushed to her ears. Then in embarrassment, she made an excuse of having something to do and left early. Cristofer then caught up with her, blocked her in the corner under the streetlamp, and kissed her for a long time. Later, her holiday ended, and she returned to Lanster City. On her twentieth birthday, her professor needed to give a public lecture, and she went to help him as his teaching assistant. She was so busy that day, and it was almost midnight when she finished her work. Cristofer carried her in his arms as soon as she got home and then took her to the bedroom. Even though she had reached twenty, the two failed to register their marriage that day because she didn’t have time for it. Cristofer, who had been looking forward to getting married to her, was depressed, so he vented his frustration by having sex with her. On that very special night, Estelle and Cristofer had sex three times, during which they tried missionary style, doggy style, reverse cowgirl style, sixty-nine, and so on.” In the second half of that night, Estelle was so tired and sleepy that she couldn’t even keep her eyes open while Cristofer was ready for the fourth round of sex. In the next few days, she felt her legs weaken, and when she walked, her leg would shake slightly. Seeing her strange walking posture, some of her classmates looked at her with a meaningful smiles, and sometimes, they would banter with her. Every time Estelle thought of that night, she couldn’t help but smile. And she could clearly feel that she was loved and cherished by Cristofer.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

At that time, Cristofer and her were head over heels in love with each other, and Cristofer always went abroad to see her. But since he was busy, he could only stay with her for a night every time he came and had to return to Hadale in a hurry the next day. Later, Cristofer asked her to return home and register for their marriage. Then she came back to Hadale as he wanted. Unexpectedly, everything had changed after she returned home. On the eve of their wedding, a car accident happened. Cristofer's parents and Estelle’s father were killed, and the two powerful families were destroyed. It could be said that the car accident was a turning point in the marriage of Estelle and Cristofer, a turning point that doomed their marriage to failure. *** “Sir,” Estelle called Mr. Mysterious in a soft voice. “Hmm?” Mr. Mysterious moved his lips a bit away from her lips, and she asked in a husky and sexy voice, “When did you fall in love with me?” Mr. Mysterious gently touched her soft lips with his finger and said gently, “Let me see... Well, I fell in love with you when I was very young.” “So, you’ve never fallen in love with any woman except me?” “Why do you suddenly ask about this?” “Nothing,” Estelle said with a smile. “I felt so lucky that I can meet you after my failed marriage. And I’m thankful that you don’t mind my past and are willing to be with me. Actually, you deserve someone better than me.” Hearing this, Mr. Mysterious cupped her face with his hand and said in an affectionate tone, “Estelle, just let bygones be bygones. Don’t let the past affect our present and future life.” “Okay.” “Estelle, just now, you said you love me. Is that true?” “Yes.” “You will love me no matter who I am, right?”

Estelle couldn’t help chuckling and said, “Of course. As long as you are not Cristofer, I will love you no matter who you are.” Mr. Mysterious then fell into silence. In the darkness, Estelle couldn’t see the expression on his face. After a few seconds, Mr. Mysterious sighed deeply and held her more tightly. “It’s time to go to bed. Good night, Estelle.” **** The next day was the weekend, and Estelle didn’t get up until it was noon. As usual, when she woke up, Mr. Mysterious had already left. Then she found that the alarm on her phone had been turned off. Since she had to go to work during the weekdays, she set the alarm clock at half-past seven in the morning every day. She knew it must be because Mr. Mysterious wanted her to sleep more on the weekend that he canceled the alarm before he left. When she walked out of the bedroom, Mrs. Moorsum was feeding Yvonne, and Yohan was having lunch. Recently, Yohan had a good appetite because the food cooked by Mrs. Moorsum was delicious. And it could be seen that he had grown a little taller. Lying in Mrs. Moorsum’s arms, Yvonne was drinking milk quietly with a feeding bottle in her little hands. Seeing Estelle leave the room, Yohan ran over and threw himself in her arms. “Mom, I miss you so much!” Hearing the familiar words, Estelle felt happy and hugged him. “I miss you too, Yohan,” She said gently. “Mom, come and have lunch. The drumstick cooked by Mrs. Moorsum is very delicious!” Yohan said as he pulled her to the dining room happily. Seeing him like this, Estelle couldn’t help chuckling and followed him. When she sat down, Mrs. Moorsum smiled and said, “Yohan, your mom must have been very tired

last night. You may let her have a rest before she has lunch.” Yohan was confused and asked, “Why would Mom feel tired? Is it tiring to sleep?” “Your mom won’t feel tired if she sleeps alone. But if she sleeps with your dad, she may be tired,” Mrs. Moorsum said and then looked at Estelle with a meaningful smile. Hearing this, Yohan frowned slightly, still confused. Estelle hurriedly explained, “Mrs. Moorsum, we didn’t...” “Well, I’ve worked as a maid in many families, and I enjoy working here most. You and your husband are in a good relationship, and both your children are lovely. I like the atmosphere of your family,” Mrs. Moorsum said smilingly. When she said the words “in a good relationship,” she reached out and pointed at Estelle’s neck. Noticing a red mark on Estelle’s neck, Yohan got closer to her and looked at it carefully. Then he asked, “Mom, were you bitten by mosquitoes?” Hearing this, Estelle touched her neck in a fluster. Then she felt a sharp pain and hissed. The next moment, she rushed into the bathroom, covering her neck with her hand. Standing in front of the mirror, Estelle surprisedly found that except for the love bite that Yohan and Mrs. Moorsum had seen just now, there were many other faint love bites on her neck and her chest.