Chapter 114
Chapter 114
It was as if he didn't see anything that afternoon.
Fresh out of the shower, Hansen had lost the scent of the food alley, only the aroma of the food was
still lingering in his mouth. He was in high spirits and started shooting the breeze with his son and
daughter-in-law, "Andre, what's Mia's nickname on your phone?"
"Kittemia."
"Ha! You two are a unique couple. Most people use 'hubby' or 'wifey' as nicknames. And you guys go
with 'Kittemia' and 'Tiger', how quirky."
Andre looked at Mia, who was glued to his arm, and grinned, "I'm Tiger?"
Mia replied, "You're known as the king of the business world. And the king of the jungle is the tiger, so
hubby, do you like the nickname I gave you?"
Andre replied, "I prefer 'hubby' as a nickname."
"Then you got to change mine to 'wifey'!" Mia whined, clinging to his arm. She was practically crawling
into Andre's arms.
Andre gently touched his wife's nose and chuckled, "Such a child."
Hansen thought to himself, “Are my son and daughter-in-law showing off their love to me?”
Leo thought, “Why isn't Andre hitting Mia?”
It was getting late. Andre, with Mia in his arms, retreated to their bedroom.
After locking the door, Andre took off his coat. Mia hung it up. As she was tidying his clothes, Andre
suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind. He bent down and whispered into her ear. His
breath enveloped Mia. In a deep voice, he asked her, "Mia, have you ever lied to me?"
Upon being held, Mia tensed up. The warmth in her ears made her face instantly blush. She felt
uncomfortable.
Had she lied to him? Of course, she had.
Wasn't it about what happened that afternoon?
At that moment, she kept quiet.
Andre had her turn around. Looking at that distressed lady, he asked again: "Did you lie to me?"
Mia shut her mouth and slowly nodded.
A smile spread across the man's face. That was all he needed.
"About the elevator incident last time, I already know. You don't have to feel guilty."
Mia looked up in surprise.
Andre deliberately didn't expose her lie from that afternoon, "You need to behave from now on. But,
whatever you do, I'll forgive you," That included lying to him.
Andre spoke too soon and was too absolute.
Who knew, a few days later, his words would piss himself off to the brink of death!
He went to take a shower. Mia let out a sigh of relief, murmuring, “One shall never do things that weigh
on their conscience, or else they'll always feel restless.”
Late into the night, Andre was once again teasing his pure and lovely wife.
More precisely, Mia started it that time.
Post-shower Andre habitually sat on the bed reading something.
The "Kittemia" who usually nestled against his arm to sleep began to feel uncomfortable.
She couldn't fall asleep, so she tossed and turned in bed. In the end, she scooted to Andre's side,
grabbed his hand, and forcibly took away the book he was reading. "Dear, stop reading. This book isn't
interesting. Let's sleep."
Andre looked down at her, "Do you want me to hold you to sleep?"
Mia nodded, "Aren't I warmer than this book?"
In that case, Andre put down his book.
After all, with her by his side fussing like that, he was in no mood to continue reading.
He turned off the bedside lamp. The bedroom was plunged into darkness.
Mia lifted her head. Andre dropped his arm. She rolled over into Andre's arms.
The bed was large, but they only occupied a small part.
"Do you know how a tiger treats a kitten?"
Mia shook her head in his arms, "I don't know."
"Eats it," Andre suddenly rolled over, pinned her underneath him, and started unbuttoning her pajamas,
"Just like this."
He subtly indicated his intentions to Mia. All he needed was her agreement, and things could smoothly
proceed.
But his innocent wife seemed to have missed his insinuation.
Mia burst into giggles underneath him. Her laughter was clear and melodious, like a string of beautiful
notes, or the crisp chime of crystal collision.
"Haha, dear, you're not a real tiger! Even if you and I were a tiger and a kitten, I would still be your wife.
You wouldn't eat me, or else you wouldn't have a wife, right?"
Andre chuckled.
He leaned in and kissed her.
She only understood the literal meaning of his words.
"Mia, being a tiger's wife, means having tiger cubs for him. Do you understand?"
Mia frowned and objected, "That won't work. A cat's belly is too small to fit tiger cubs."
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"No need to try. I've seen it in nature documentaries. If a cat gave birth to tiger cubs, she wouldn't even
be able to nurse them."
Andre said, "We can hire a wet nurse."
"That's even worse. I'd rather let my child drink formula than another woman's breast milk."
After saying this, Mia froze.
The man above her laughed.
It seemed his innocent wife understood his intentions now.
She was just too shy to say it.
Hearing his laughter, Mia bashfully slapped him, "Get up, stop pinning me down."
Andre placed his hand on her back, pulling her closer, then leaned down to kiss her lips again.
Mia blushed, slapping him a few more times before she felt satisfied.
While she was still enjoying the sweetness of love; she was unaware that a conspiracy about her was
quietly brewing on the school forum.
"Shocking! School beauty kept by old man."
"Havenbrook University's school beauty on a date with a sugar daddy."
"Sordid affairs of the school beauty!"
In the hot posts on the forum, there were photos as evidence.
There were photos of her helping Hansen into the car, photos of them dining at the restaurant, and
even a video of Mia teaching Hansen how to eat Indian snacks.
Some people even turned the photos into comics to increase clicks and uploaded them to the online
forum for everyone to see.
At night, these netizens were most active.
Until 3 am, the incident was still escalating.
In the dorms, Havenbrook University students were all up, clutching their phones and alerting their
friends about the incident, "Check the forum! There are photos and videos. The school beauty is a
sugar baby!"
"Snap out of it, dude! Haven't you had a crush on Mia forever? This post is going to knock your socks
off. She's not only got something going on with the campus hunk, but she's also mixed up with some
old geezer."
"I'm from a different school. I heard there's some juicy scandal about Havenbrook University's campus
queen?"
The whole comment section was just a bunch of popcorn munchers enjoying the drama.