Maried With Mr. L

Maried With Mr. L
CHAPTER 90


Grade walked so confidently, darting gracefully, the charismatic gaze was not extinguished even though it was in a very heavy problem. Grade had really messed up so many handsome men that would usually tempt him, his two eyeballs were now only fixed by one man, namely Onard. The man had already left, and he was not blind so he saw that there were some men who came to say hello but insulted at the end. Grade just let people annoy Onard for wanting to know if Onard was capable of handling them or not. As soon as the looks of the man who tried to influence Onard left with an annoyed face, he really knew if Onard was able to deal with everything himself, and honestly Grade also felt relieved because of that. Yes, at least Onard is a man who can be relied on because with his physique he did not ask anyone for help to protect his pride.


" Grade, it's been a long time since we've met, how about we drink wine together? " A man stopped the Grade footsteps that were about to approach Onard. The man thrust a glass of wine at Grade with a sweet smile that actually looked disgusting to Grade.


" That's right, haven't seen each other in a long time, and you're getting sassy apparently. " Grade smiled with a look of disgust. Indeed yes, Grade did not like the man who approached him intently the most, he preferred the man who was a henchman, he preferred, and let the active Grade approach because the Grade considers it a pretty meaningful challenge.


The man scratched his nape, obviously from the way he stared that he wanted Grade's body, not his heart. Onard who saw that really felt very astonished, as well as feeling inferior. Honestly, he had never felt this after his age began to be teenagers and accustomed to the condition of the body, it was just that this situation was so explaining if he was not the right person that he would not be able to keep up with Grade speed in some activities.


" Grade, drink this wine first, let's have a casual chat. I also want to ask you a lot of things, it's not nice if we chat while standing like this, right? "


Grade smiled obliquely, it would be foolish for him not to know what to put in the wine so he begged Garden to drink it. I don't know how many men like that, which Grade obviously really felt so fed up with being unable to speak.


" Grade, I heard you've been having a lot of bad luck lately, so just think of what I'm doing as a consolation for you, as well as a proof of how much I care about you. " The man brought the wine closer to Grade.


" You really won't stop until this poisonous wine gets into my mouth huh? " Grade looked at the man with a sharp look. The man looked surprised until he was silent for a moment.


" Don't say that Grade, I just want to show you how much I care about you. "


Grade smiled in disbelief at the man who was very fond of convincing a woman even though he himself was not sure and did not know what was said.


" you really want me to drink this poisonous wine huh? "


The man gulped his own saliva slightly looking nervous.


" Okay, I'm gonna drink some wine he said to show me how much you care about me, rope don't expect you to touch my body. " Grade grabbed the wine, downed it, and put it back into the man's hands.


" Are you satisfied? Now that I have to come back, my husband is waiting for me. "


The man held onto Grade's arm, he smiled obliquely full of intent, but unfortunately the Grade who was still fully aware could not help but look at such a perverted face. Grade flashed a single blow on the man's cheek, and immediately threatened as the man turned his back in anger like he wanted to threaten Grade.


" Don't you dare threaten me! I'm gonna go to the hospital and check my medical report on what medicine you gave me just now. You should also know that this place has surveillance cameras? "


The man froze silently, not daring to say anything because he was guilty. Immediately Grade approached Onard who had been staring at him but I don't know what he meant Grade could not interpret it at all.


" Sorry. " Say Onard who felt that Grade was in trouble because he was there.


" We'll talk at home later. Now I have to, I mean we should go back home first, there are things I should do as soon as possible. "


" Ah, yes! "


Grade quickly ran Onard's wheelchair towards the parked car awaiting their arrival.


Different from the trip was about to leave earlier, on the way home Grade looks restless, he even sweated quite a lot.


" Grade, are you okay? "


Grade actually wanted to answer, but now he had to hold back, and unfortunately Onard's voice made his body temperature rise faster until he closed his eyes many times to stay afloat.


" Grade, are you sick? " Onard who could not bear to see how Grade's face flushed quickly, plus sweat flooded his face to be unable to bear. Onard placed the back of his hand on Grade's forehead to feel whether it was fine or not.


Grade rounded his eyes in shock as soon as he felt Onard's skin clinging to his forehead. Goddamnit! It was very comfortable, making him want to feel the touch of Onard skin on other parts of the body. Ah, but her common sense still worked apparently so she kept holding him back even harder.


" Grade, if you're not comfortable with something, you better tell me, we can go to the hospital to check first, right? " Talk Onard again even carelessly touched on his arm.


Can't, Grade can't take it anymore. With a roaring breath he stared intensely at Onard, ignoring the driver who was running the car and grabbing Onard's lips so savagely.


" em! Gra- Hey! " Talk Onard difficulty because Grade really did not let his lips loose for a moment.


The driver could only swallow his salivary, he scratched his non-itchy nape because it seemed like he had to find a quiet place and made his Master and Madam to continue the activity.


" Grade, what are you doing?! " Onard stared at the shocked Grade who had now moved onto his lap, in one sudden move he was already there with a seductive look.


" You have to help me, so give your body to! " Speak Grade then immediately swarmed back Onard's lips.


" I'm waiting outside, Mr and Mrs. " Say the driver as soon as he has found a quiet place.


Seriate.