He was so close to her. The smell of his body all crept into her nose as if they had been the magic potions, which disturbed her mind easily.

Joanne took deep breaths solidly on the sly.

It was just a wall thump, was not it? Moreover, it was not the first time. Be somewhat decent and keep calm!

She raised her "sweet" smile and said, "Hey, are you also here to wash your hands?"

How was it possible that Brian could be baffled by her smile? He squinted his eyes and said, "If you want to know about the plane, why don't you come to me?"

Having thought she was going to wash her hands, instead, he heard her chatting with Gavin on the back seats.

She wore a look which indicated that she was very anxious to get away from him while sitting beside him. While turning her back, she actually could chat merrily with other men?

Joanne could not also figure out whether Brian was upset or not. She replied hesitantly, "You were busy at that time. I... I did not want to disturb you."

Moreover, based on the look of his which indicated no disturbing from strangers at that time, she did not have the gut to disturb him.

"In that sense, you are actually considerate of me? Aren't you?" The corner of Brian's mouth was raised slowly, whether it was happiness or irony, it was hard to tell. "What about this morning? Making me rush to Freya's home to pick you up in vain, was it that you were also showing your understanding for my being too busy, wasn't it? Hmm?"

While for what had happened this morning... Joanne did have avoided him on purpose.

She smiled drily and tried to deny it by playing dumb. "I... I did not say Freya and I would sleep at home..."

Raising his eyebrows, Brian said, "You mean, it should be my own fault?"

"..."

Joanne was speechless.

If she had said it was his own fault, he would definitely be angry. But if not his fault, then it should be her own fault, shouldn't it?

Then she would be in big trouble, OK?!

In the end, Joanne made up her mind to try out a super, super cute strategy. "Brother Brian, I... yum..."

Brian suddenly lowered his head and seized her both lips with no explanations allowed.

Joanne was caught off guard. She popped her eyes wide open all of a sudden and her whole body was stiff.

Brian's lips were just like his character, though flawless in appearance, cold and merciless within. Sticking to her lips softly, his lips dipped and sucked her lips ambiguously. Joanne thought that he was extracting out her ability to think.

Her intellect told her they could not do this. However, her stiff hands just were not able to stretch out to push Brian away.

Brian seemed to have sensed Joanne's struggle. He let go of Joanne's lips and stared at her attentively and said, "Close your eyes." His eyes were much more profound than those in previous times and his voice was also much deeper, sexier.

It was until a while later that Joanne blinked her eyes and stared at Brian at a loss. It seemed that she still had not got her sense back and figured out what had happened just a moment ago.

Giving out a sigh, Brian lowered his head to look for Joanne's lips.

This time, Joanne sensed clearly that he was approaching her slowly and his torrid smell was sticking closer and closer to her skin...

Her heartbeat was actually out of control, which was pounding much faster than what it had been a moment ago. The moment when Brian seized her lips once again, she almost closed her eyes subconsciously.

It seemed that for an instant, there were only she and Brian existing in this world. As for Brian's every breath in, every breath out and every movement, she could sense them all clearly.

He kept her lips in his mouth, licking them up and sucking them lightly as if he were tasting sweet and soft delicacies. His breath was splashing on her cheek and her both cheeks heated up all of a sudden...

Among several times' kissing experiences which were few and between, this time was the time when Joanne's brain had been the soberest, also the time when Brian had acted most gently.

Brian's tongue point broke her teeth open. She catered to him stupidly and let him take what he had liked at his own free will.

This was not right and she knew it. But she could not resist a Brian like this.

Hanging over the cliff edges, she seemed to start giving up struggling and choose to sink herself in...

Brian's breath was also heavier and heavier. His hands which were pressing against the wall slid down slowly, held Joanne's cheeks and caressed her neck. They then went downwards along the arms, came to her waist and surrounded her mightly, pulling herself into his arms with no refusal allowed.

The distance between them was suddenly shortened and they were pressing close to each other. Joanne could sense faintly the somewhat hot temperature of Brian's. It was until this moment that she realized that they had gone across the boundary.

If they continued in this way, she would be smashed into pieces and doomed eternally.

Right at the moment when Joanne was going to struggle, Brian set her free.

He stared at her with sullen looks. His voice was magical. "Joanne, don't be rebellious in later days."

Joanne could not see through the pair of deep and complicated eyes. She nodded confusedly and then lowered her eyelids. "Yesterday I... though I had chosen to live in the hotel on purpose. However... I had never thought of bringing you any trouble..."

She was outrightly angry with Brian. But she had never thought of letting him make a trip in vain or whatever.

How could Brian not know what she was thinking? Neither did he intend to hold a grudge against her about this thing. He changed the subject then, "Have you read the news this morning?"

Joanne replied while still lowering her head, "Yes, I have."

"Then you knew nothing had happened between me and Rosalyn, didn't you?"

"... Yep."

"Joanne," Brian called out her name in a low voice. She lifted up her head and looked at him. She heard him say, "I can tell you and Rosalyn apart well and clearly."

Joanne smiled then. "It would be best if you could tell we two apart clearly." She added another line after some pause, "Actually, whatever you two would like to do, and you could... disregard me. We had made it clear when we got married. We were of mutual noninterference."

She was saying this to warn herself rather than relating it to Brian.

The feeling of seeming to be drugged by Brian's magic potion a moment ago could not be tolerated.

Brian still remembered the line which she had uttered out angrily that night when he pressed her against the wall. "I am not Rosalyn. You better see it clear."

He intended to tell her that he had never thought of her as Rosalyn. But what did she just say?

Brian's eyes suddenly cooled down. "If Rosalyn and I can do whatever we like, then what will it be counted as regarding what we had done a moment ago? Hum?"

Joanne's eyes flickered a little bit. "Repaying the interest?"

Brian had auctioned her mother's bracelet back for her and she had owed him three million. He had said that at that time, the interest would be repaid with this way.

She knew it was not appropriate. But she would never say it out, she just enjoyed the feeling of approaching Brian...

Brian raised the corner of his mouth. His smile was filled with coldness. He said, "Joanne, you are much more obedient than what I'd imagined."

Not allowing others to put in a word, he withheld the back of her head and kissed over her lips once again forcibly.

While for this time, he was not as tender as what he had been a moment ago. His one hand pressed against her tightly and his the other hand circled around her wait mightily. His every movement was declaring his sovereignty aggressively and imperiously. He kissed her forcibly and sucked her lips until her tips were bitten with small wounds. Although the kissing was not as almost violent as what it had been the night before yesterday, it actually was the same as trampling on her both lips.

After a while, Joanne's lips were aching slightly. She could not breathe as well.

"Umph..."

She had no choice but to push Brian away forcibly. Fortunately, this time, Brian acted like a somewhat gentleman and let go of her soon.

She gasped for a while and stared at Brian angrily.

"Since I have been on a business trip for so many days." Brian caressed her wet, shining and slightly swollen lips, "I have not gone too far to ask for them back from you for one time. Have I?"

"..." Joanne was speechless for a while and said, "Get out. I am going to wash my hands."

Pleasantly raising the corner of his mouth, Brian opened the door of the toilet and walked out.

After washing her hands, Joanne could not help lifting her head up and looked at herself in the mirror.

Her cheeks were of rose color. Her lips were both red and swollen.

However, why didn't she feel any hatred or resistance towards it?

However, Brian finally explained what had happened that day to her. Nothing had happened between him and Rosalyn.

She could not help herself raising the corner of her mouth. Then she pushed the door open and walked out of the toilet, only to find out impressively that Brian was standing right outside, which scared her into gasping a breath. "Have you not gone yet?"

"I am waiting for you."

Holding Joanne's naturally, Brian walked with her back to the seat and called Gavin over.

Gavin was somewhat perturbed and walked over carefully. "Mr. Brian, what can I do for you?"

Brian handed the documents left unprocessed yet over to Gavin and said, "Get them all done before we arrive in G City."

Gavin seemed to have figured out something. He gave Joanne a look, took the documents over with a grievance and rolled back to his back seat to read the documents.

Joanne looked at Brian confusedly. "You have to autograph these documents, don't you?"

Brian replied with relaxing countenance. "He can mimic my autograph."

From the backseat came Gavin's spiteful voice. "It's all forced out by you!"

Joanne was speechless. As expected, Brian was a tyrant, a tyrant.

More than three hours later, the plane landed on The International Airport of G City.

Located in the North, the temperature of this city was much lower than that of A City which had already embraced summer season. The moment when Joanne got off the plane, she had sensed this difference out and held herself tight unconsciously. Brian put his arms around her shoulders and asked, "Are you cold?"

Trying to be a hero, Joanne replied, "Not that bad." While she unconsciously tucked herself into Brian's arms. As far as she was concerned, Brian's embracing was warm.

How could Brian not notice her petty action? He took his coat off, put it on her shoulder and walked out of the airport along with her.

There was an S600 waiting in the entrance. A black-tied man stood beside the car door. The moment he saw Joanne, he was at a loss for a while and then greeted with her politely. "Mr. President and Respected Madam, welcome to G City." Obviously, he had not expected that Brian who came here for the sake of official business affairs would also bring his newly-married wife over. Apparently, Mr. President and Respected Madam were as affectionate towards each other as reported.

This was the first time that Joanne had been called as "Respected Madam." She was totally not accustomed to it. She smiled at the counterpart politely. While Brian pulled the car door of the back seat open, asked her to get on the car and gave the man his demand. "Go to the hotel at first."

"Alright."

The man sat on the passenger seat and ordered the driver to drive to the hotel. While Gavin got on the other car and was sent to the company bitterly.

The hotel his assistant had booked for Brian was a five-star hotel located in the center of G City. While for the presidential suite on the top, it was spacious and comfortable. Walking out of the living room, Joanne found out there was a small sky garden which had been decorated in a pretty elegant way. Joanne instantly felt that it was worthy of her being carried to this strange city by Brian.

"I go to the company now and will come back late." Brian seemed to be in a hurry. "If you need anything, you can turn to the manager of this hotel or give me a call."

Joanne was hesitant for a few seconds. "I want to eat a meal..." The moment when she and Freya arrived home at noon, she had been carried away by Brian. And the bit of fruit salad which she had consumed on the plane was simply not enough to quell down her hunger...

Brian paused his motion. His voice then softened. "There is a western restaurant on the fourth floor. Is that OK for you?"

Joanne nodded. Brian held her hands and took her downstairs.

The western restaurant on the fourth floor was affiliated with this hotel, whose decoration was of the high-end atmospheric grade. The male guests wore suits as well as leather shoes. While for the female guests, they were also elegantly, suitably dressed up and of delicate makeup. The piano melody flowed quietly. The environment was pretty comfortable.

Brian walked Joanne in and then left afterward. Joanne ordered a steak. While she was sitting and waiting for her order, a man suddenly sat in front of her and asked, "Joanne? You are Joanne, aren't you?"

Lifting her head up, Joanne thought that the man in front of him looked a little familiar.

"Haha!" The man smiled merrily. "You are indeed Joanne! Do you still remember me? I am that Matthew Taylor who had courted you before!"