Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 605

Chapter 605 Really delicate

Matilda recovered a lot after the bath.

She did a facial for herself and was very satisfied with her state.

After changing the clothes for today's event, Matilda walked up to Miles and swayed around, "Does it look good?"

Miles was sitting on the sofa at the moment, and since she came out, his eyes had been firmly stuck to her face, and he can't move away at all.

Matilda was very satisfied with Miles' reaction, and smiled coquettishly, like a seductive fairy.

Miles took Matilda's hand, let her sit on his lap, and said, "The more this happens, the more I want to take you back directly."

Matilda giggled, raised her hand, hooked Miles' chin with a finger, and said, "But I have to earn money for you."

She spoke with a serious look, but the movements of her hands were frivolous.

Miles was going to be tortured by her, and he just wanted to throw her back on the bed.

Matilda knew what Miles was thinking and whispered, "Okay, I'm going to work. You can rest for a while."

After he rushed here in the middle of the night last night and had "tormented" her for so long, Matilda thought that Miles also needed to rest.

However, in Miles' view, what she said made him dumbfounded.

Was it possible that she despised his physical strength?

Thinking of this, Miles pulled Matilda back again and let her sit on his lap.

He clasped Matilda's waist and said, "Do you think I should rest?"

Matilda sensed the "danger" in his tone and immediately shook her head, with a docile look, "Not really."

No one knew more about Miles' physical strength than Matilda.

It was fine if she was joking just now, but she dared not really "provoke" Miles.

Otherwise, the person who suffered was herself.

Miles pinched Matilda's face, but there really was nothing else he could do with her.

What can he do? He had to pamper her.

"I'll go with you." Miles patted Matilda on the back and made her stand up.

Matilda froze for a moment, looked at Miles suspiciously, and asked, "Are you serious?"

Miles was about to laugh angrily at her reaction, and said helplessly, "As a producer, is there anything unreasonable for me to appear?"

Matilda heard the words and thought about it, so she said without any burden, "Then let's go. Mr. Snider and August should be ready."

Miles nodded and stood up from the sofa.

Matilda realized that the clothes on him had been replaced with another ones.

Matilda asked suspiciously, "When did you go shopping for new clothes?"

"I have someone from the hotel bring it over," Miles said.

Matilda tilted her head, looked at Miles and said, "This person has a pretty good taste."

She just didn't know if it was bought by a man or a woman.

Miles heard the jealousy in her tone, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He squeezed Matilda's waist and said, "I let the manager of the hotel buy it."

In fact, the most important thing about it was not how sweet they seemed to be, but that their fans can find the sweet behaviors by themselves. The kind of small details that they found were the most likable.

So, Matilda and August did not pretend to be affectionate on purpose, but achieved an unexpected effect.

Their fans seem to be celebrating Valentine's Day every day, like a squirrel being fed with constant sweets every day.

Francis was very satisfied with this.

However, now that he knew about the relationship between Matilda and Miles, he still hesitated.

Now that the play was still on the air, everything seemed to be logical and there was nothing wrong with it.

However, after the play was over and the heat was over, he didn't know if Miles will settle the score for him.

Francis even thought about whether he should ask Aimee for help in advance. For Aimee's sake, he wondered if Miles could be gentler when dealing with him.

Francis was worried, but Matilda and August hadn't changed in any way.

The two of them were working in a well-behaved manner, and didn't make any intimate moves. If they suddenly became indifferent to each other, it would be inappropriate.

Therefore, at tonight's event, the two of them were still open and generous, cooperating with various projects.

The event didn't end until ten o'clock in the evening.

Matilda rubbed her sore shoulders, and complained silently that she seemed to be a little useless.

No matter how tired she was before, she never felt like this, but after having sex by Miles, she felt like she became weak.

She thought she was pretty delicate.