"Like a male dog wagging its tail for pleasure..."

The woman had a little drink and was probably drunk, but when a male dog's despicable words came out of her usually well-behaved mouth, it created a strong contrast and was a kind of stinging thrill.

Alaric pursed her cold-hearted lips:

"Last night you shouted beneath me, drugged me, wagged your tail and begged me what I wanted, but you, besides, we did it so fiercely last night, maybe you here..."

Having said that, the fingers descended along the deep V-neck all the way to the flat belly.

His meaning was already clear.

Diana shuddered at the thought of having children, shook her head, and protested with her fingers on the man's chest, an unintentional gesture that Alaric saw as teasing.

He has been indulgent enough of her today, tolerating her unilateral announcement of divorce, tolerating her calling in reporters, even tolerating her bringing in Lillian...

He just wanted to see what tricks she was going to play.

But his patience is limited...

The limited outcome was that he suddenly grabbed her moving little hands with both hands, placed them on the top of his head, and then leaned forward to kiss her...

Her mouth, which had a faint smell of alcohol, quickly invaded his nerves.

Diana let out a low moan, feeling hot and dizzy...

The last shred of sanity made her body struggle instinctively despite being kissed passively.

The head swung helplessly to the left and right, resisting, only to receive a more intense kiss from the man.

Just thinking that the man kissing her was Alaric, her stomach began to churn.

A strange force pushed the man hard, and before she could rush out, the food rushed out of her stomach all at once and spat onto Alaric.

“……”

Alaric's face was instantly somber and terrifying. How could kissing him make her so sick that she wanted to vomit?

He quickly rang the service bell at the bedside, and the servant rushed in at once, panting: "Master."

"Deal with it, including this woman."

Saying that, he went straight to the bathroom to deal with the filth on his body.

The young maid stared blankly at the master's figure, so disheveled, why did he look so luxurious and elegant, so heroic?

"No need. You tidy up the sheets. I'll go back to my room and deal with them myself." Diana sobered up, knowing she had vomited Alaric all over her body, felt a bit of schadenfreude in her heart, without the slightest remorse.

She gave a simple order to the servant and went back to her room.

For three years of marriage, Alaric had not touched her and never allowed her to stay in his bedroom, but last night was an accident...

Not only did she feel it was an accident, but several of her personal servants also found it strange. The 'new toxin' had caused her to lose some of her memory, and they vaguely heard some gossip from the servants:

In the past, the young lady got into the Mrs.Alaric's bed naked, attempting to seduce him. She was kicked off the bed by the Mrs.Alaric without mercy. It is said that she broke two ribs and couldn't get out of bed for a month...

-- Everyone knows that the Mrs.Alaric doesn't like to touch women. Isn't this courting death?

-- But I heard that the Mrs.Alaric ate the young lady last night and told me it was a lie. Has the Mrs.Alaric recovered from his illness of not touching women?

Not touching a woman's illness?

Back in the bathroom, Diana sneered at the mirror. Who was the man who had kept her all night and wouldn't let her go?

She probably passed the illness on to her, and now that he touched her, she was shivering all over and her stomach was churning, and she never wanted him to touch her again.

As for who would love to be touched by him and who would be touched, a Lillian suddenly popped into my mind...

At this moment, Lillian helped Mrs. Rosa into the courtyard.

One main courtyard of the House of Owen Estate, and the dozen or so other courtyards, big and small, add up almost half of the city.

House of Park is just a small, declining family that was no more than half the size of the House of Owen at its peak.

From the very beginning of the House of Park's decline, she was entrusted with the responsibility of reviving the House of Park, and the quickest way to do so was to marry Alaric.

Besides, she had been with Alaric since he was a child, and she had always been convinced that she would marry into the House of Owen without any doubt, but then a Diana came out of nowhere...

"Lillian, why did Diana push you down the stairs?"

"Grandma, it's all over, let's not talk about it anymore. I have a good relationship with Alaric, and it's normal that Sister Diana can't stand it. I don't want others to say I'm bringing up the past. I'm really fine..."

"Could it be that she saw you got along well with Alaric and wanted to harm you? Lillian, you're just too kind..."

"I understand Diana. After all these years of marriage, Alaric doesn't even look her in the eye, so it's only right that Diana dislikes me..."

I'm sorry to have wronged you, Lillian. Also, don't believe the media. Alaric said she had a child because she couldn't cover up the family disgrace of the divorce. Who would want their family disgrace to be made public? You should know that."

Mrs. Rosa, who was helped to the sofa, had grizzled hair, a rosy complexion and spoke with great energy.

Lillian knelt down obediently on the coffee table and made tea for Mrs. Rosa.

Boiling, washing, scalding and steeping, the entire tea art, under her dexterous hands, flows like water, showing the grace of a noble lady.

Mrs. Rosa, who had watched Lillian grow up since she was a child, was extremely satisfied with her.

"Grandma, I know that Alaric has his reasons for doing this."

"Well, if it weren't for that stubborn old man who insisted on giving that woman to him, you wouldn't have been so wronged."

"No grievance, grandma, House of Park was never able to get into the House of Owen..."

"What are you saying? You're better than that woman in every way. When they get divorced, I'll send Alaric to House of Park to propose." Mrs. Rosa felt a bit frustrated thinking that they had almost divorced today but were stopped by Alaric in the end.

She couldn't figure out what her beloved grandson was thinking. She had never liked Diana before, and she knew they had slept in separate rooms...

For more than three years, there was no sign of pregnancy in Diana's womb, and Mrs. Rosa knew the reason...

When they got married,Grandpa promised that if Diana couldn't give birth to a child for the House of Owen in four years, after four years, Grandpa wouldn't interfere in Alaric's marriage anymore, and Diana wouldn't be worthy to be the young mistress of the House of Owen.

The verbal agreement Alaric made with his grandfather, which she overheard overheard when she came in with tea...

So, since they don't have sex, they won't have children. What Alaric said about having a baby to the media today is probably just a cover-up to get grandpa to hear.

"But what Grandpa values most is Diana..." Lillian suppressed her inner ecstasy, still blushing on face.

Mrs. Rosa lowered her voice and whispered in her ear, "For the next six months they won't have a child, even if Alaric doesn't divorce her, Grandpa will definitely not let her stay at House of Owen."

"Really?" " Lillian swept away the gloom on her face, and her sweet face had a pair of intoxicating dimples deeply sunken.

"Of course it's true." Mrs. Rosa took the fine tea brewed by Lillian, smelled the rising steam, and praised it as a good tea in her heart.

Taking a sip, he said unhurriedly, "I have a servant set up a guest room in the main courtyard. You go there and don't stay with me, this old woman, all day long. Stay at ease. No one can drive you away without my consent."

Lillian lowered her head, blushing, and said in a low voice, "Grandma, thank you.

"Why be so polite to me?" Mrs. Rosa felt that the tea was getting more and more fragrant: "Alaric sent you here today, and the meaning is obvious. Sooner or later, the servant has already taken care of the customer service. Hurry over. Maybe he can't wait."

"I know it was he who arranged it." Lillian nodded shyly.

Today the servant came to invite her, and she couldn't think of anyone else who would ask her to come, except Alaric...

She had been waiting for this moment for four years, and for the House of Park she would never let go of this opportunity to marry into the House of Owen!