Chapter 3 Wanted To Kiss Him

Stealing a glance at him, Linda plucked up her courage and said, "If you help the Ye family get through this crisis, the Bo Group's influence in Los City will also grow. When Leona comes back, I can switch places with her. She is still your rightful wife."

Holding the cigarette between his lips, Cecil squinted his eyes in thought. Not even the slightest crease on his face betrayed what was on his mind.

Linda glanced at his eyes for a moment, but the intensity of his stare shocked her, and she quickly lowered her head again.

Cecil unhurriedly finished the cigarette, and finally said in a hoarse voice, "Do I look like a man who will allow myself to be manipulated?"

Linda shook her head mildly. "As long as you don't expose this secret, I'll do anything for you."

"Really?"

Linda raised her head slowly and met his gaze. "Yes."

"What can you do?" Cecil sneered. His tone was disdainful, but there was curiosity in his eyes.

"I can cook and clean."

"If you're not blind, you'll be able to see that there are many servants here," Cecil deadpanned.

Linda was speechless.

She didn't know what else to say.

Finally, Cecil cut through the heavy silence of the room with two words. "Come here."

Linda was a little stunned, but she got up from the bed and slowly walked towards Cecil. The closer she got to him, the more flustered she felt, because the man that she was approaching step by step was the one she had loved for so many years.

She stopped in front of him and asked tentatively, "Mr. Bo, what is it?"

"I never knew that the Ye family has two daughters." Cecil leaned back in the armchair and tilted his chin up at her.

"When I was seven years old, I got lost. A couple took me home and raised me up. I was only reunited with my real family recently, so not many people know about it," Linda explained, trying her best not to fidget with her fingers.

Cecil raised his eyebrow. "Why didn't they announce your identity after you came back?"

Linda didn't know what to say.

How would she answer his question? Leona had been the only daughter and the apple of the Ye family's eye for fifteen years, so she couldn't stand having a twin sister. Could Linda tell him the truth?

In the end, she stayed silent.

Looking at the complicated expression on her face, Cecil teased, "It seems that the elder daughter of the Ye family had a hard time after returning home."

Linda didn't respond to that either.

Lost in thought, Cecil lit another cigarette. After taking a drag, he blew a smoke ring directly on Linda's face. Linda couldn't help but let out a cough, but seeing how silent the room was, she kept her volume low.

Her delicate behavior piqued Cecil's interest all of a sudden.

He got up from the armchair and lifted her chin with the hand holding the cigarette. "Linda?"

She didn't understand what he meant, so she replied with a soft "hmm."

"Since you are willing to marry me, are you also willing to do whatever my wife needs to do?" Cecil's eyes seemed to pierce through her skin as he spoke.

Linda was twenty-four years old. She knew what he meant.

Her eyes fell on his slender fingers which were pinching her chin. She slowly removed his hand and took the cigarette away from it. Turning around, she stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray.

When she turned back to him again, she leaned over and approached his face bit by bit, as if she wanted to kiss him.

But when her soft lips were less than an inch away from Cecil's, she suddenly stopped.

She still lacked courage, especially after noticing the lustful look in Cecil's eyes. Her breath caught in her throat.

She wanted to take a step back, but before she could, Cecil held her waist and pressed his body against hers. "Why don't you continue?"

"I... I can't."

"Humph!"

With a snort of derision, Cecil squeezed his arms around Linda's waist, as if he wanted to break her bones. Linda bit her lip hard and didn't make a sound.