Ex-Husband Wants Badly to Resume Their Marriage

Chapter 463: We're All Adults

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Tiffany raised her head, staring emotionlessly ahead with her tired eyes.She never expected Asher Lawson could look for her all
the way here.
And in such an insane manner.She realized for the first time how terrifying a man's power could be.
If...If not for Daniel, she couldn't imagine what would've happened tonight.
After crouching for who knows how long, Tiffany's legs felt numb when she finally got up.She braced herself against the door
panel to get up.
There came a couple of knocks when she was just about to move inside the room.She was startled, and her whole body became
alert.
It couldn't be that son of a b*tch Asher Lawson again, could it? Her hand had just reached the baseball bat placed in the
entrance hall when Daniel's voice came from outside, "I saw your hand was scraped, so I bought some medicine.It's right by the
door.Come and get it."
Daniel got no response at all.
He frowned in worry as he moved closer, "Tiffany, did you hear me?"
Did she pass out from crying? Deciding to call her instead, Daniel pulled out his phone, but the door opened at this moment.
Tiffany's hair was messy, eyes and nose red, and clothes wrinkled.She even held a baseball bat.
Daniel moved back a little subconsciously and lifted both his hands, "Relax.I'm just here to give you some medicine."
Tiffany asked with a heavy nasal voice, "Where is it?"
Daniel picked it up from the ground and handed it to her.Tiffany took it over with head lowered.
"Thank you" said Tiffany after a long while.
"Oh, it's nothing."
"You're not leaving yet?"
Tiffany looked at him.

"Oh, yes! I'll be going right away."
They fell into silence for a moment.
"You wanna come in?" Tifanny asked finally.
Daniel lowered his eyes to her hand and said, "Perhaps, you can put that down first."
Tiffany almost forgot she was holding the baseball bat.She threw it aside casually and then turned around.

Daniel licked his lips lightly and then followed.
Tiffany sat on the sofa.
When she raised her arm, she found that she also had bruises on both arms, besides the scraped skin.
They hurt a lot.She began applying the meds.
Daniel asked on the couch next to hers, "He's been doing this for a while?"
Tiffany confirmed, "Before, he only went to the studio.I don't know how he found here"
"How many years were you together?"
"Why do you want to know?"
Tiffany turned her head to him.
Daniel raised his hands again.
"Sorry, just asking."
"We were together since college for four or five years.We had planned to get married last year, but then he cheated on me."
"Get married?"
"What are you so surprised for? Is it against the law to get married?"
Daniel stretched his mouth a bit and said, "No...I just think..."

"Marriage for you is so distant that you've never thought about it, right?"
Tiffany casually questioned.
He didn't deny it.Tiffany had known that he wasn't the marriage type since she first met him.He was so handsome that it made
him a player visible to the naked eyes.
Tiffany began to take care of the trash after dealing with her arms.
"There's still some there" Daniel pointed at her face.
"What?" Tiffany asked in confusion.
Daniel moved that pointing finger to a spot on his own face, "There's blood-right here."
Tiffany raised her hand to touch her face, "Here? Ouch!"
She used her phone as a mirror and saw a wound as big as a fingernail on the left side of her chin.
Blood was coming out slowly.She twisted open the iodine again.
It was somewhat inconvenient to do it with one hand holding the phone.
So she decided to go to the bathroom, but Daniel took over the cotton swabs in her hand.
"I'll help you."
He moved by her side.

Tiffany looked at him with pupils enlarged.
Daniel gently rubbed her wound with the cotton swab.
And when, after some time, their eyes met, he stopped the movement of his hand.
The room was quiet, the lights were tender, and the breaths were uncertain.
Aman and a woman, alone in a room; the moment was just right.
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When the lips were about to touch, Tiffany raised her hand and slapped him.
She said in a calm voice, "Of course, you men are all jerks!"
".....” Daniel covered his mouth and coughed, retracting back to a certain distance from her.
"Sorry, if there's nothing else, I'll be goin...."
Tiffany grabbed his hand before he could fully get up.
Perhaps he didn't anticipate Tiffany's action, that he accidentally fell into the couch.
"You......"
Tiffany got on top of him and kissed him.
The scent of male and female hormones collided fiercely, fermenting rapidly in the air and boiling up.
After a lengthy kiss, both of their breaths were uneven.
Daniel tightened his arms around her waist and spoke in a lowered voice, "Are you sure about this?"
Tiffany wrapped her arms around his neck; the color of the lips was brimming under the light.
She answered, "We're all adults, and it's not the first time.I don't need you to be responsible for anything.What are you worried
about?"
Daniel's eyes became determined as he kissed her again.
The temperature was rising, and, in no time, the room was filled with gasping and moaning loud and quiet.The following morning,
the phone's vibration woke Tiffany up.
She answered with her eyes closed.
"Tiffany, I'm going to Costspool today.I'll be back tonight at the earliest, tomorrow at the latest."
Tiffany was still very tired that she only responded by instinct, "So should I still go to that place today?"
Sharon confirmed, "Yes.But there's no hurry.I'll text you when I got off the plane."

"Aight."
"Go back to sleep.Jameson is here.Bye"
Tiffany put the phone under the pillow.
Suddenly, she felt a hand on her body.
After two seconds, she had fallen out of sleepiness completely.She opened her eyes and got up abruptly.
Lifting the quilt, she saw a half-naked man lying next to her.
At that moment, she heard thousands of explosions in her head.

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