Chapter 3 Personal Advice

Dominic's eyes widened and then his pupils shrank. He stared at Maeve in disbelief. Didn't she hate him? Why was she offering herself to him now?

Had her feelings for him changed?

Nah, that couldn't happen out of the blue!

Dominic recalled how she used to look at him with disgust as she said countless hurtful words to him. A second later, it was as if someone emptied a bucket of cold water on his head.

"Get your hands off of me!" He grabbed Maeve's hand even tighter. The spot he held instantly turned red. "Don't test my patience!"

"I won't let go! You are my husband." Braving the pain in her wrist, Maeve held on to him with all her strength and pressed her head on his chest. "I'm not doing this for anyone else; I genuinely love you."

"Bah!" Dominic chuckled, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "Did you just say love? Weren't you the one who said you hated me and wished I was dead just a while back?"

"Uh... That wasn't me! I'd never say such a thing," Maeve denied stubbornly. "Even if that happened, that's not the real me. This is the real me. I love you, Dominic! A whole lot."

This statement hit Dominic like a bolt from the blue. His heart skipped several beats.

For the longest time, he had hoped to hear those words. But he couldn't help feeling that they sounded so unreal now.

It was all fake. Maeve was only putting up an act for the sake of that man and the Wright family. And that was all about it!

"Let go of me! I'm dead serious!"

As soon as Dominic's voice turned deep, Maeve looked up to find that his eyes were blazing red like that of a beast. Shocked, she let go subconsciously.

The scared look on her face made Dominic shake his head with self-mockery. Gosh! He almost fell for this crap. What an insincere woman!

"Tell me, Dominic. What can I do to make you believe that I'm sincere?"

"You think you still have a chance at that? After everything you did?" Without waiting for a response, Dominic walked into the bathroom, leaving her hanging.

Maeve sat still on the bed. She was in a daze until she heard the pattering sound of water from the bathroom. Her mind wandered again. However, she quickly shook off the thought and tried to sort out the matter on ground.

It appeared that she was back to their wedding night three years ago.

Maeve didn't want to have anything to do with Dominic at the time. But upon realizing that it would do the Wright family and her beloved great good, she had to change her mind and marry him.

To keep their marriage a secret, she kicked against having a wedding ceremony or making a formal announcement of the marriage. She and Dominic just went to the City Hall to register their marriage before she moved into his house.

Thinking of how badly she treated him from the very beginning, Maeve's heart ached with regret.

He had let her have her way severally. Perhaps because she was hotheaded and he loved her either way.

She had died not knowing about his love, let alone acknowledging it. All she cared about at that time was keeping her virginity and looking forward to the day she would finally return to the arms of her one true love.

"Maeve, Maeve! How could you have been so stupid? You rejected a gentleman to pursue a scumbag? You are the biggest fool ever!" Maeve slapped her head and took a deep breath. Staring at the lights from the bathroom, she made up her mind instantly.

In the bathroom, Dominic stood under the shower which was splattering out extremely cold water. He wanted to cool his heated body quickly.

Just a few minutes ago, he almost lost control and gave in to Maeve's request. He couldn't wrap his head around her strange behavior. She was suddenly acting like a completely different person. The Maeve he knew would never offer herself to him.

The thought of how her rosy lips moved as she stared at him with amorous eyes, sent a sensation down to his groin. His heart began to race again.

"Snap out of it! Don't be fool by her." Dominic slapped his head with both hands severally. Afterward, he took a deep breath and slowly got a hold of himself.