A Husband For Killer Mom

132 Ch. 132 Anxia Is Timid?

Richard opened the driver’s door and saw his wife looking at their little daughter, who was still fast asleep in the passenger seat. He sat on the footrest while his hands rested comfortably on Anxia’s thighs.

Anxia turned towards her husband and was greeted with a fast rhythmic heartbeat when she saw her husband’s eyes filled with love.

When she faced Quinn, she was a sadistic demoness, making anyone wish they were never born. But when she was with Richard, Anxia turned timid, shy girl and couldn’t control her pounding heart when her husband looked at her like this. Anxia coughed a few times awkwardly to calm her pounding heart, then reached into the small bottle filled with the blue liquid she had stolen before she came to kidnap Quinn.

“What should I do with this? I don’t know if it’s the right one or if she tried anything funny to fool me.”

“Let’s go back first. Then we’ll find out.”

“Okay.” Anxia complied and put the vial back in her pocket. “What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?” asked Anxia, seeing Richard’s wide, idiot-like smile.

“So… I am yours? Why didn’t you tell me directly?”

Anxia felt the cold night air couldn’t melt her burning face. She even could imagine her head would explode due to the high temperature. How did her husband know?

Anxia was confident that when she claimed that Richard was hers before Quinn, that man had not yet arrived at this place. So how did this man know that? Where did Richard hear those words from!?

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No, no. The man couldn’t hear anything she said to Quinn, and maybe he heard it from Quinn, who was boasting because her mind was going crazy due to the endless torment.

“What are you talking about? I don’t get it.” Anxia acted casual and pretended she didn’t understand what her husband was talking about.

“Didn’t you say I was yours? You also told her you wouldn’t let a girl like her or someone else take me away from you.”

“Th… that…” No way! How could the woman she tortured tell Richard her exact words? Quinn should be hating her, and it didn’t make sense if that lady would tell Richard her declaration. Or could it be... “You… heard our talk?”

“En.”

“What? How much do you hear?”

“From beginning to end.”

Anxia bit her lip in frustration, then hid her face with her hands. She couldn’t bear to look at her husband’s face, especially now that she heard him laughing… laughing at her.

Ugh! She was too embarrassed!

Anxia felt her wrists encircled by her husband’s big hands. Richard pulled her hand gently, revealing her blushing face.

“Why are you hiding your face? I want to see your gorgeous blushing face.” the man’s praise made Anxia even more unable to hold back her heart beating.

To outsiders, Anxia was a tough woman who never showed weakness. There was nothing she was afraid of as long as her daughter was free from the dangers of her enemies.

But Anxia felt herself completely change when she was with Richard. Somehow she even became like a shy kitten when dealing with her husband. Since when did she become timid like this? Shouldn’t she be a ferocious bear?

In the midst of her heart pounding like roaring waves, Richard didn’t help her calm her heart. The man instead gave feather-light kisses on her fingers as if he was enjoying the skin of her hands.

Richard treated her hands as if they were the most beautiful thing and the ones he admired the most. Anxia occasionally was disgusted by her own hands. Ever since she gave birth, she had nightmares about her bloody hands taking a thousand lives. But now... miraculously, Richard threw away Anxia’s disgust toward just like that.

Richard made her realize, Anxia felt so tired when she thought about her grudge that it drained her mental energy and stamina. She felt more comfortable and happy when she didn’t think about anything. Anxia felt her life was more complete when she only thought about Richard and Lori.

She was an assassin, and her hands were covered with the blood of countless victims. If Richard was willing to accept her as she was regardless of her past, wouldn’t it be time for her to forget it too?

What had happened had happened, and she had no power to turn back time or erase history. She only needed to close the book of her life as an assassin and turn over a new leaf.

But… Anxia wanted to confirm something first.

“There’s something I want to ask you.”

Richard was still kissing her palm when Anxia said her sentence. “En, go ahead.”

“Are you really okay with this?” Richard tilted his head, indicating he didn’t understand his wife’s question. “I mean... you don’t mind having a wife like me?”

Richard smiled at his wife’s concern. As far as he knew, Anxia had quite a high self-confidence and never felt doubtful or uneasy. This was the first time Anxia was worried and troubled, and the girl even expressed her concern to him. As a husband, isn’t it his duty to give her the security she wants?

Richard had opened his mouth to answer his wife, but he swallowed back his voice when he heard a loud rumbling not far from their car. Richard stood up and saw that Quinn had exited the building wrapped in thick cloth and being embraced by the attendant. He also realized that Andrew Heinest’s driver had been looking at him for some time with a complicated look. The driver didn’t even look away even though he had been caught looking at someone without permission.

Anxia was confused by her husband’s attitude, which suddenly became tense. Curious about what her husband was seeing, Anxia glanced forward to see that the annoying girl who wanted her husband’s child had gotten out and walked into the car.

However, that wasn’t what caught her attention. She became aware that a blonded-hair man in a very neat black coat was looking at Richard unfriendly.

Who is that man? Does Richard know him?

Hhhh… What bad timing. Anxia had encouraged herself to ask the most difficult question and was ready to hear any kind of answer, but that hateful lady ruined her chance.

Anxia decided not to look at Quinn and her group and glanced at her daughter, who was still asleep in the toddler chair.

As she had suspected, Lori was indeed her oasis, considering only seeing her baby improved her mood.

“Xia Xia,”

Anxia turned to her husband, who called her. She noticed that no one was in this place because the car that had picked up Quinn had left.

Richard stretched his hand as if he wanted Anxia to get out of the car. Not understanding her husband’s plan, Anxia still obeyed, accepted the helping hand, and stepped out of the car.

Because this car only had two seats, namely the driver and passenger seats, this car could only accommodate two people. Unfortunately, the passenger seat was full because an additional seat had been installed specifically for Lori to sleep comfortably, so the only one left was the driver’s seat.

As soon as Anxia got out of the car, it was Richard’s turn to enter and sit on the chair comfortably. Afterward, Richard pulled Anxia to follow him and sat on his lap.

Realizing her husband’s hidden plan made Anxia’s face redden. Well, they had no choice but for Anxia to sit on her husband’s lap. They also had no way of waking Lori, who seemed to be sleeping so soundly. In the end, Anxia had no choice but to follow her husband’s wishes.

With such ease, Richard lifted her slender body and positioned her in a straight sitting, facing forward to make her comfortable. Now Anxia’s position was sitting in front of Richard with Richard’s thighs flanking her hips.

After that, Richard pressed the button to close the door and started the engine, and activated the auto drive.

Not wasting a rare golden opportunity, Richard wrapped his arms around his wife’s slender stomach while his chin rested on Anxia’s shoulder while enjoying her desirable scent.

Richard had no idea that at this moment, Anxia’s face was as red as a boiled crab and was screaming in her heart.

‘Do I have to be in this position during the trip??’

The car Richard brought from Hallstatt Island had an advanced technological program that no other car had. This car also had an incredibly high speed, but for some reason, now this car was running at a super duper slow speed.

Anxia couldn’t help but feel tenser in her husband’s arms. Moreover, Richard still hasn’t let go of his hug, and one side of his face is stuck like a postage stamp to her neck.

Richard didn’t do anything more and just hugged his wife, but his hug was able to make Anxia’s heart go awry.

“Xia Xia, relax a bit. You’re too tense.”

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