Untamed Charming Wife

He… just… kissed her, right?

It must be. Otherwise, why would her heart be racing so fast, and the cool sensation on her lips couldn’t lie.

Kayla stood there dumbfounded, her lips slightly parted, her small hands trembling.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“First kiss?” He chuckled, his voice elegant and pleasant.

“You-” Kayla’s voice quivered, her large eyes glaring at Ethaniel.

She had been a police officer for four years and had never been taken advantage of physically, but Ethaniel presented her with a challenge she wasn’t sure how to handle. She had accidentally bumped into his arms, but that didn’t give him the right to kiss her. That was harassment! Yet, using force against him in front of a child might only result in her incurring more debt while this annoying man would remain unscathed.

Seeing her face change repeatedly, Ethaniel watched leisurely. He knew the kiss was sudden and might have been a bit much. Still, her current expression made him want to kiss her again. This was a feeling he had never experienced in thirty years.

Ethaniel lowered his hand and suddenly said, “Stop thinking about it. Give me a ride to the conference.”

What?

Kayla was stunned again. “You… want me to take you to the conference?”

“Is that a problem?” Ethaniel leaned casually against the car door, his long violet eyes sweeping over Kayla. “A police officer who owes a million?”

“…”

Damn you, Ethaniel!

She must have been out of her mind to think he was handsome!

Reminding herself not to be fooled by Ethaniel’s looks, Kayla gritted her teeth and said, “Fine! Get in the car!”

Ethaniel smiled slightly, turned back to the villa, and soon returned with a laptop bag and a small box.

Despite being the head of an international conglomerate with an immeasurable net worth, he didn’t hesitate to sit in the passenger seat, his demeanor elegant and his expression natural, as if sitting in her old car was no different from a million-dollar sports car.

Kayla got into the driver’s seat, fastened her seatbelt, and drove out of RosenBay.

Ethaniel placed the small box beside him, opened the laptop, and said casually, “Drop Ollie off at Prospect School first,.”

“Okay.” Kayla mumbled, thinking it was just for a temporary class, yet he was going to a school where the annual tuition could support an average family for a lifetime.

The old police car stopped at the entrance of Prospect School, contrasting sharply with the various imported luxury cars around it.

It looked like a weed in a bed of flowers.

Ethaniel spoke directly, “Ollie, get out.”

“Okay.” Oliver, who was always quiet in his father’s presence, opened the door and got out of the car.

Even though Ethaniel and Oliver seemed unfazed, the sight of such an “unusual” car at the Prospect School entrance drew almost everyone’s attention.

As the car door opened, Oliver stepped out, revealing his delicate and fair features. His expression was cold and proud, not paying any attention to the people staring at him.

Kayla had thought Oliver was embarrassed by her car and feared it would humiliate him. However, the brat showed no such reaction.

Hmm… maybe this arrogant and spoiled kid had some redeeming qualities after all…

Kayla’s attitude towards Oliver softened a bit. She rolled down the window and said to him, “I’ll bring you lunch at noon. Be sure to listen in class.”

“Hmph!” Why should he listen to those stupid classes?

“Ollie,” Ethaniel’s voice came from the other side of the window. He looked up from his laptop, his violet eyes fixed on his son. “Say thanks to Miss Green.”

“… Thank you for driving me,” Oliver said reluctantly, still puzzled about why his father was acting differently toward her.

“You’re welcome. Bye.” Kayla waved and drove away.

With Oliver in the car, Kayla hadn’t felt any awkwardness. But now that he was gone, an inexplicable sense of pressure filled the car. She sneaked a glance at Ethaniel. His one hand resting on the window, his fingers gently supporting his face as he focused on his computer. Suddenly, he asked, “Is it nice to look at?”

“… Cough, cough, cough!” Kayla started coughing violently. She had only taken a few secret glances; how did he know?

Ethaniel glanced at her frantic expression, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Next time you sneak a look at someone, don’t tap your fingers. It’s too obvious.”

“I wasn’t sneaking a look. I was just thinking that Oliver usually rides in your car. Will people talk about him today?”

“They won’t.” Ethaniel’s long fingers tapped lightly on the keyboard. He looked at Kayla with his deep violet eyes, a hint of a smile on his lips. “I’ve never driven him.”

“Never driven him?” Kayla was stunned. This man was too cold-blooded, not even caring for his own son.

Ethaniel’s fingers continued tapping on the computer, his response to her question indifferent, “As the heir to the Lacroix Family, he must learn to handle many things on his own from a young age. How else can he manage such a large enterprise in the future?”

“But not everyone is the same. Oliver is still so young. He might be scared sometimes.”

“He won’t be.” He had complete confidence in his son.

“Of course, he wouldn’t show it in front of you. He might cry for his mom under the covers at night.”

Kayla thought about her own difficult times, going to school during the day, working and taking care of Essem at night. Only in the dead of night would she cry alone and then encourage herself, “It’s okay. Tomorrow will be better.”

She often felt scared too. Even though her mother was mentally ill, just having her around brought comfort. Then it struck her-something was off. Kayla hesitated before asking, “Where is Oliver’s mom?”

Ethaniel’s fingers paused on the keyboard, his sharp eyes narrowing. “Don’t ask about things that don’t concern you!”

“…” Kayla’s heart sank for no apparent reason. She gripped the steering wheel tightly and bit her lower lip, staying silent.

Fine, she wouldn’t ask. Who cares!

But… Oliver has a mother, so why did he kiss me…

Is it okay for a rich and handsome man to flirt with other women just because he can? What a jerk!

The two in silence, Kayla speeding along the road.

By the time they reached the venue, she had realized something: Ethaniel’s kiss hadn’t been an attempt to kiss her. It was probably just a way for him to get back at her for biting him.

These wealthy men had too many strange quirks. She needed to pay off her debt quickly and never see him again.

Ethaniel noticed the light in her eyes slowly dimming. His cold eyes narrowed dangerously, and suddenly, he reached out, grabbing her chin and turning her face towards him.