Spoiled By The President: My Wife Is A Little Sweet
Chapter 413 Consensual

Chapter 413 Consensual

Archie knew she was angry, so he smiled, grabbed her hand, and kissed it gently before saying softly, "I'm sorry. I didn't restrain myself last night. I'll make it right next time."

Facing Natalia's angry gaze, he paused for a moment before smiling again, "You can lie down for a while longer. There's still time. I'll go and bring up the breakfast for you. You get some more sleep before you go."

Natalia grunted then and let him go.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The early morning sun shone through the white curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, gilding the room with a warm glow.

On the luxurious and expensive carpet, messy clothes were thrown all over the floor, spreading from the living room to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, two people were sleeping on a large bed. The sun shone on the girl's white, silent face, and on closer inspection, one could even make out the tiny downy hairs on her face, and she looked like an angel.

Laura had woken up in pain.

Her whole body hurt, as if she had been crushed by a truck, or as if all the parts of her body had been taken apart and reorganized, and there was no part of her body that didn't hurt.

She opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling, then was confused for a few seconds before she realized where she was.

Memories of last night gradually came back to her. She remembered that she had been at Max's birthday party and they had had a barbecue and drinks and ended up playing games and drinking a lot. What had happened after that?

A wave of pain hit her head and she couldn't help but gasp gently. And as she covered her head and was about to get up, she suddenly heard a soft grunt coming from next to her.

She stiffened at once and looked to the side in disbelief.

The next second - "Ah!"

"Ah-!"

Two screams sounded at the same time. The next thing she heard was a loud "poof" and the person next to her rolled to the ground in shock.

"Why are you here?"

"Why are you here?"

Again, the two spoke in unison.

Both Laura and Max stared at each other incredulously, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing in front of them. Finally, both of them once again looked in unison at the dressing mirror on the other side.

The mirror reflected their figures.

One was wrapped in a quilt and huddled on the bed, revealing her beautiful shoulders and her delicate face. Her hair was disheveled and there were bruises and ambiguous marks on her body. The other was standing beside the bed with a quilt in his arms, while his handsome face also bore several bruises from either knocks or blows.

And his noble face also looked a little wretched at this time because of such a posture and situation.

Both of them screamed at the same time once again.

"Ah-!!!"

The next second, "Pop--!"

Max's face tilted and all he could feel was a burning pain coming from his cheek.

"Max, you bastard!"

Laura was on the verge of tears of anger.

She had no idea how she'd ended up in the same bed with this man, nor did she even remember what had happened last night!

Her first night, which she had saved for more than twenty years, had actually been spoiled by this bastard!

Max was also a bit confused at this moment.

After the confusion had passed, he realized that he had been slapped, and was instantly furious.

"Who are you calling a bastard? You're a bastard! This is my room. Why would you have come into my room if you hadn't taken the initiative?" Laura's eyes widened in anger.

"Why don't you take a good fucking look at whose room this is?!!!"

Hearing what she said, Max looked over to the door number and realized that it really wasn't his room.

His face instantly changed and he was a little sheepish.

Could it be that it was really him who had been drunk and horny last night and had done something indescribable to Laura?

As soon as she saw his sheepish look, Laura became even more certain that he had deliberately taken her first time while she was drunk last night.

She came to his birthday party yesterday to celebrate his birthday. Yet, he was actually such a bad person!

Laura was so angry that she grabbed a pillow and smashed it at him.

As she did so, she cursed, "You're a pervert, a rascal! I'll kill you!"

Max, annoyed by her smashing, yelled, "That's enough!"

Laura stalled for a moment.

The next second, she pouted in aggravation.

Seeing this, Max was afraid that she would cry, so he quickly suppressed the frustration in his heart and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you. Don't cry yet. Let's run through things first. Maybe nothing happened?"

As he said this, he pulled a tissue to wipe her tears.

How could Laura control herself at this point?

She had already been aggrieved when she woke up early in the morning to replace that her first time was gone, and then she was yelled at by the person who did it. She instantly felt even more aggrieved and cried even harder.

"Do you still want to lie to me? I've never been in love, but I'm not a fool! Can't I feel it myself whether it's happened or not? She said and started to grab a pillow and slam it on him again. You're a bastard! A scum! You've done it but you don't want to admit it! You're a liar and a bastard!"

She said and started to grab a pillow and slam it on him again.

This time, Max learned his lesson and didn't move a muscle, but just let her vent her anger.

In fact, Laura was uncomfortable and didn't have much strength at all. She got tired after smashing him only a few times.

She sniffed. After venting, her mind had calmed down a little.

She turned her head to Max and with red eyes asked, "You really don't remember what happened last night?"

As much as Max didn't want to admit it, the truth was that he indeed didn't remember.

The only thing he remembered was that after Natalia and Archie had left first, they continued drinking, and then it seemed that the others had left too, leaving only him and Laura.

He had booked rooms at the hotel in advance. Natalia and Archie were not staying, so naturally, a room was left empty.

So he helped Laura and tried to get her to go back to the room to rest.

But how exactly the two of them ended up in the same room and what happened afterward, he really had no memory of.

Thinking of this, a pang of guilt welled up in his heart.

It had been Laura's first time, after all. He had taken it so rashly and had forgotten about it afterward. Either way, he deserved to be beaten.

At the thought, he couldn't help but put on a serious face and took her hand and slapped it against his face.

Laura was so stunned by his movement that she forgot to even cry for a moment.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm ..." Max was used to being frivolous and he was actually a little uncomfortable being so serious all of a sudden.

He paused for a few seconds before saying, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that last night. You can hit me and scold me all you want. If you're not relieved, just hit me more, as long as you're not angry with me, okay?"

Seeing this, Laura looked at him and grunted after a long moment.

Max felt a headache.

In all the years he'd been out, it was always consensual for him to have sex with a woman. When had he ever been so embarrassed?