Billionaire’s Runaway Bride

Penn’s POV

I shook my dizzy head and saw the woman in front of me looking at me blankly. The desire inside my body surged up again, and I couldn’t help cursing. I didn’t expect that the little woman in front of me dared to drug me.

This time, drugger had paid a lot of money. Even taking a cold shower was useless. My face turned red and my lower body swelled up. I just want to forcibly occupy the delicate and fragrant body in front of me.

Smelling the fragrance of the little woman in front of me, my desire is uncontrollable.

Aimee, you deserve it. If you dare to drug me, just as you wish.

I walked up to her, dragged her into the bedroom and pressed her against the door. I pinched her chin, plundered her mouth and exchanged saliva with her.

I ripped off her clothes, and her exposed body was white and smooth, like a peeled boiled egg, soft and elastic, as if she was biting it.

To me, the body in front of me is like a rain in the desert. The desire in my body has reached my limit. I turned her body over, let her front leaning against the door, pressed her waist, and directly fucked her hard.

When I lost my mind, I only remembered that I held her from the wall, to the sofa, and then to the bed in all kinds of postures. When I woke up again, there was only a room of mess and a signed divorce agreement in front of me, but the woman who should have been lying in my arms disappeared without a trace.

Aimee’s POV

Six years ago, I chose to divorce my beloved Penn Carter, because the three years of asexual marriage made me know that I could never replace the goddess in Bonnie Hunter’s heart, so I chose to help them make a pair. But I’m still unrelented, so I drugged him on the last night before the divorce, trying to at least leave some memory for myself.

After a night of indulgence, I left a signed divorce agreement. As an orphan, I had nowhere to go, so I took a plane to Country C. Here, I have shown my talent in incense making. By chance, I have become the proud disciple of the world famous incense making master, Baldwin Hawk. In his studio, the Moonlight is engaged in the research and development of new products., I have developed a lot of wonderful fragrance, and now I am famous in the incense making field.

I planned to go to Country C to study medicine, but I didn’t expect that I was pregnant.

At that time, I was also hesitant whether I should abort it or not. But when I arrived at the hospital, I flinched and was reluctant to do so.

At last, I chose to keep the baby!

I gave birth to three triplets, two boys and one girl.

During the delivery, the youngest son died of oxygen deficiency, leaving only a pair of children named Aviva and Cyrus.

Aviva was sensitive about investment at a young age.

Cyrus, on the other hand, was very interested in the field of program. Now it was a small hacker and was particularly sensitive to numbers. It was also very talented in investing!

Besides, these two kids were very good-looking, steady and lively.

That’s why their teacher, Baldwin, always scolds me for being naughty!

“Ladies and gentlemen, the plane has landed at the River City Airport…” the stewardess’s words brought me back to reality from the past memories. It turned out that I had returned to this city where I thought I would never come back.

Our teacher is going back to set up a research institute abroad. Our new product research and development are stuck in a bottleneck. There are not only a lot of materials in our country, but also many hidden righ finances that make incense. They are all capable people, and they have the inheritance of ancient incense making skills, which is exactly what we need.

The teacher treats me like her own daughter and knows my past. I know that in addition to the research and development of new products, he also wants me to get rid of the shadow of the past and start a new life, so I followed his advice. My assistant Carina and I flew back.

Daphne Cotton, my best friend in college. The godmother of my two children drove us to a villa named ‘the Imperial Mansion’ in the downtown.

I asked her to look for this place the day before yesterday. She told me that her house was next door. The owner’s family moved to Rheinsville City in the capital and the house needed to be rented, so she happened to rent it.

I nodded with a smile and packed up my things. It’s time for dinner.

Daphne took the three of us out for dinner again.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

When we arrived at the parking lot of the restaurant, the car hadn’t stopped yet. Suddenly, a little boy ran out from the dark and almost bumped us. This little boy was about four or five years old, with fair skin, watery eyes and upturned nose. He was very delicate. He was holding a valuable plane model in his arms. No one knew where he ran out of.

This kid looks very timid and doesn’t know how to speak. When we wanted to send him to the police station, he was very reluctant. Then he took out a pen and a small note from his pocket, wrote a series of numbers on it, followed by a daddy, and handed the note to me.

I called the child’s father and told him that he would come to Milo Sun to pick up the child. Then I hung up the phone and was about to take the child into the restaurant to eat and wait.

Milo Sun restaurant was one of the best private restaurants in River City. The service was considerate, and the dishes were beautiful and delicious. They were only reserved for extravagant customers. The reservation time should be one month in advance.

The layout of the restaurant was also very elegant. Each seat was separated by a screen, and there was a small wooden door in the front, without a top. When dinner was in the evening, the chandelier on the top.

Soon, the waiter served the dishes.

During the dinner, I took a careful look at this child. Although it was the first time we met today, I had an inexplicable sense of intimacy with him. I just wanted to treat him well from the bottom of my heart.

“Have you heard that the little prince of the Carter family is missing? The Carter family has sent a large number of people to look everywhere in the River City, but they still can’t find him!”

A faint voice of discussion came from the next seat.

Another voice sounded a little cautious. “Is he kidnapped? The murderer is so bold. Although the little prince of the Carter family is dumb and hasn’t spoken for a long time, he is the apple of eye of Penn. Anyone who dares to kidnap him is tired of living…”

Hearing the name of Penn, I slowed down unconsciously and was somewhat absent-minded.

The little prince was a mute.