Female Novel
Chapter 932 She Took The Initiative
Chapter 932 She Took the Initiative
In the master bedroom of a big villa.
On the soft big bed, Mya opened her eyes in a daze, she found herself lying on top of Finnley.
She propped up her body and looked at him.
"Are you awake?" Finnley opened his eyes and said softly, "Good morning, wife."
Mya blinked and frowned, "You were up?"
"Yes."
Then, Mya got off of him with an awkward look on her face.
She was still in a daze. "Why was I on top of you?"
"You forgot?"
Finnley stared at her and asked with great interest, "Someone was really active last night and kept
scratching my back."
Active?
Mya felt a backache and blushed.
"Well, get up and wash up, change into your beautiful clothes. We are going to see your parents!"
Finnley got out of bed and the silk pajamas were loose on him. Mya quickly looked away. She couldn't
remember what happened last night.
Finnley put on his clothes and went to wash up. Mya inadvertently lowered her eyes and saw the stains
of blood on the bed sheet.
That was her first time?
It didn't hurt?
Mya's mood was complex with somewhat joy. She felt like completing a task. She had been worried
about it for such a long time and it turned out some wine could ease all her nervousness so easily.
"Hey..." Mya said, embarrassed in her slippers and watching Finnley come out of the bathroom, "The
sheets are dirty."novelbin
"Just wash it. It's no big of a deal." Finnley buttoned his shirt and spoke.
Mya saw his neck and chest were scratched and her heart skipped a beat. Did she do it to him?
"What are you thinking? Go wash up and change your clothes." Finnley reminded her.
Mya hurried to the locker room.
Finnley gently lift the quilt and also saw the bloodstain, he smiled.
At this point, his phone rang,
He took it and answered it after checking the caller ID, "Mr. Marsh, what can I do for you?"
"Finnley, there is something that I find it necessary to tell you about in advance." Ivan's voice was low, it
seemed that it was a well-thought decision.
Finnley held his breath, "Okay."
"Clarence has been the backing of Leslie."
Finnley was stunned and his whole body stiffened. He felt complicated.
"I have talked to him, and he begged for me to wait until after your wedding," Ivan said in a deep,
somewhat helpless voice, "And today is the deadline."
For a while, Finnley did not know what to say, he was so shocked.
Clarence had been a just mayor, hadn't he?
He had always been looked up to be every citizen.
But Finnley was well aware that Ivan couldn't be wrong on this.
"Mya may not be able to take it. You should be there for her," Ivan kindly reminded him, "You should
help her process this and you would be even closer after that."
"Well, I won't keep bothering you. Don't worry about work, I got it," then Ivan hung up.
Finnley didn't speak, but Ivan knew he had heard it.
"Does this dress look good on me?"
Mya's voice came from the door, Finnley held the phone and looked over, "It looks great on you."
"You haven't even looked at it!" Mya came to him, "This is your favorite color, I like it. Let's go
downstairs for breakfast."
"Let's go."
At breakfast, on the way to the Saunders family, Finnley tried to tell her something, but he couldn't say
a word.
In hesitation, the white Maybach drove into the Saunders family.
At this point, three police cars were parked in the yard.