Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 658

The blue veins on the back of Marcus’s hand became more and more obvious.

He unbuttoned three of his shirt’s buttons. The collar of his shirt was pulled open casually, and his collarbones could be seen. Perhaps it was because his skin was white that the blue blood vessels could be vaguely seen.

After a long while, his Adam’s apple slid up and down, revealing his usual impeccable, polite, and gentle smile. “Miss Natalie, how do you know that I didn’t mean it when I said it?”

His iris tissue melanin was born rare, so his pupils showed the color of amber, which was the kind of amber that had been polished for hundreds of millions of years. It was warm and cold.

The beautiful amber, which had been buried underground for thousands of years, was petrified under pressure and heat.

Marcus’s gentleness covered up his coldness, which was tempered by the change of fate.

In the past, Natalie loved his eyes the most. No matter how precious the gem was, it could not be compared with them. With just a glance, she could read a lot of stories from them.

“That’s to say.” Natalie smiled and said, “Did you really want to marry me at that time?”

waiting for Marcus’s reply, she opened the door and got out of the car. Marcus’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and there seemed to be tens of millions of emotions in his eyes. But in a flash, they

him.

pulled open. Natalie knelt on one knee on the passenger seat, holding Marcus’s face and kissing him.

and Natalie

fell into Marcus’s collar. The contrast between black and white

cold. “Second Brother.” Natalie’s fingertips moved from the corner of his eyes to his ears as she said softly, “Why

did not speak.

on his thin eyelids, forcing him to close his eyes. She grabbed the coat he put on the passenger seat with her fingers and

it or not, she picked up his coat and got out of the

held the steering wheel tightly.

He lost control.

passenger seat

he didn’t.

by this

he slammed the door of the car loudly, which startled Antony. “Brother, if you don’t want your car, you can give it to