The Divorcee Amazed the World

He kissed along her forehead to the temple, then moved down to her nose, and shifted to her ear, biting her earlobe and delicately kissing.

It was somewhat dominant yet gentle.

Helena’s mind went blank, she tilted her head to avoid, but he held her in place.

Being kissed and touched by him, she belatedly realized that men were creatures that could blossom with just a little sunshine.

Just over an hour ago, he had said he wanted to pursue her.

She hadn’t agreed yet.

And now he was touching her, kissing her, and even suggesting spending the night together.

She raised her hand to his lips, gently pushed him away, and asked, “Were you this impatient when pursuing Susan before?”

Willis’s eyes noticeably flickered, “Why bother with her? It’s a mood killer.”

Helena spoke seriously, “Tell me the truth.”

“I never pursued her; it was the constant matchmaking by our families. You are the first one I actively pursued. I’m not very good at pursuing; please bear with me.”

Helena thought, “You’re already good at it. Why pretend to be modest?”

At this moment, the driver opened the car door, got in, and drove the car out of the hotel, onto the main road.

He asked, “Mr. Santana, where would you like to go?”

Willis said, “Moon Villa.”

Helena said, “Take me to my mom’s house.”

Willis swept her stray hair behind her ear, his voice deep and pleasant, with a hint of softness, “How about coming home with me?”

It sounded a bit coquettish.

As they say, a good woman fears a persistent man.

Indeed.

Helena would have to make a great effort to resist his coaxing.

She cleared her throat. Although her heart was soft, she maintained a cold and aloof demeanor, saying, “I’m not easy to pursue. When I was in college, many guys pursued me, but I ignored them all.”

Willis was amused by her proud little appearance.

Recalling the first time he saw her, beneath her beautiful exterior was a stubbornness. She was clearly smiling but seemed to keep everyone at a distance.

Indeed, she was not an easy target.

“I can see that,” he chuckled lightly, “I’m lucky to have married you directly.”

Half an hour later.

The car arrived outside the gate of Zena’s residential community.

Helena said, “I’ll prepare the paperwork tomorrow. I’m going to the Treasure Island Museum to paint that painting. It may take half a month or even longer to come back.”

Naturally, Willis was reluctant to part with her.

But he was also worried about restraining her and making her unhappy.

So, he said, “I’ll send more bodyguards to protect you.”

After experiencing several dangerous incidents before, Helena didn’t refuse and said thanks, requesting, “Please also send more bodyguards to protect my mom?”

“Don’t worry. I’ve always had people secretly protecting her. Your mother is my own mother.”

Helena felt moved.

“Goodbye,” she got out of the car.

Willis picked up the roses in the car, took a long stride, and caught up.

Helena turned to look at him, “No need to accompany me.”

“Today is the first day of pursuing a girlfriend. It’s proper to send her home.” He raised the flowers in his hand, “Rituals are important.”

Helena thought, “You even know it’s the first day of pursuing. At that time, you wanted to take me home directly.”

The two walked side by side.

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The bright and clean moonlight elongated their shadows.

Willis hoped this road would be longer, even longer.

That way, he could keep walking with Helena.

They arrived at the downstairs.

Helena took the flowers from his hand and said, “You can go back now.”

“Alright.”

Helena lifted her foot to leave.

Suddenly, Willis grabbed her waist.

He pulled her into the shadow of the trees, pinched her delicate chin, and his tongue opened her lips and teeth, first gently teasing and then becoming intense and passionate.

Helena’s heart surged.

She still loved him, loved his kisses, loved his breath.

Loved his persistence.

How could one easily part with someone they deeply loved?

Just as the two were passionately kissing and reluctant to let go, a female voice suddenly came, “What are you two doing?”