Chapter 334
\nReturn Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks novel Chapter 334<\/p>\n
Chapter 334<\/p>\n
Leaving the bar, Cherise and Morris walked hand in hand like any ordinary couple along the riverside towards their hotel Cherise\u2019s good look drew glances from passersby Morris reached up to pull Cherise\u2019s baseball cap lower over her eyes<\/p>\n
\u201cHuh?\u201d Cherise looked up at him, bewildered.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want others staring at you all the time, Morris said seriously. Why does he seem even more possessive since we got married? Cherise thought.<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, in Hamolica, at Rita\u2019s residence. In the dining room, she sat across from Yulia, watching her eat with satisfaction. \u201cThat\u2019s right, nothing is insurmountable. Rest up and prepare for your next move.\u201d<\/p>\n
Yulia nodded, finding truth in Rita\u2019s words as she continued eating spoonful after spoonful. After finishing the meal, Yulia followed Rita into her study. An hour later, Yulia emerged looking much better, no longer dejected.<\/p>\n
Alone in the study now, Rita picked up her phone and dialed a number that was answered almost instantly. \u201cHey, Rita,\u201d came Garrick\u2019s voice on the other end.<\/p>\n
Rita hummed in response. \u201cArrange a meeting with that gentleman; I\u2019ll be back in Betrico in a couple of days<\/p>\n
Garrick quickly agreed. Hanging up, he swiftly took care of the arrangements. Only then did he remark, \u201cSure enough, one own granddaughter takes precedence! More precisely, a granddaughter carrying Rayburn\u2019s bloodline is more important than anyone else.\u201d<\/p>\n
In Yasvissa, Morris and Cherise strolled leisurely back to their hotel, part of the Chivers Group\u2013a mid\u2013sized resort surrounded by mountains on three sides and the sea on one. They were, of course, staying in the best suite.<\/p>\n
The suite featured two large floor\u2013to\u2013ceiling windows, one offering a view of snow\u2013dusted mountains nearby, and the other overlooking the vast inner sea just outside the hotel. It was tranquil and romantically picturesque.<\/p>\n
The hotel manager, having heard that Morris would be arriving with his newlywed wife, had the room decorated well in advance. Now, besides the bed covered in pink and red petals, there was wine, champagne glasses, music, and certain branded essentials\u2013all setup.<\/p>\n
Cherise was used to freshening up first when they returned from outings. Morris watched the room\u2019s decorations with raised eyebrows, satisfied. This hotel manager did a great job; Steven might consider moving him to Betrico.<\/p>\n
A moment later, the bathroom door opened, and Cherise emerged in a bathrobe, her hair still damp, steam trailing behind her. She seemed somewhat awkward, avoiding Morris\u2019s gaze.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d Morris asked, noticing her discomfort.<\/p>\n
\u201cThese robes the hotel prepared are not quite suitable for me, Cherise mumbled, clutching the robe tighter around her.<\/p>\n
\u201cI think it looks fine. Is there any problem with it?\u201d Morris asked, puzzled, as he looked around and then added another question.<\/p>\n
Cherise\u2019s face was tinged with a blush. \u201cNot the outer one, it\u2019s the inner one that\u2019s\u2026 Well, I don\u2019t quite know how to say it.\u201d Morris instantly understood, chuckling softly. \u201cWe\u2019re married now, no need to worry about such things. Besides-<\/p>\n
Before he could finish. Cherise tiptoed and quickly covered his mouth with her hand. \u201cNo talking! Your turn to freshen up, go on. She pushed him into the bathroom and closed the door behind him. Morris smiled wider once, inside.<\/p>\n
Chapter 334<\/p>\n
Left alone, Cherise, unlike Morris, bring a woman, noticed the room\u2019s decorations, sighing as the surveyed the setup. But remembering they were legally married; she felt more at ease.<\/p>\n
Morris soon emerged. Cherise was already seated in a wicker chair on the balcony, gazing at the scenery outside. The wind gently lifted her hair, creating a serene and picturesque scene.<\/p>\n
Morris wore the same hotel bathrobe and glanced out at the balcony once more. He picked up the bottle of red wine from the table, poured two glasses, and then stepped out onto the balcony with the glasses in hand.<\/p>\n
Just the two of us, let\u2019s have a drink,\u201d he said, handing one of the wine glasses to Cherise as he sat down on a stool beside<\/p>\n
her.<\/p>\n
Cherise smiled softly at him. \u201cMm\u2013hmm,\u201d she murmured, accepting the glass.<\/p>\n
They clinked glasses, each taking a small sip. Finished, Cherise placed her glass on the side table, propping her chin in her hand as she tilted her head to look at Morris.<\/p>\n
Morris leaned closer; his breath warm with wine. Hmm? Sneaking a peek?\u201d<\/p>\n
Cherise shook her head lightly. \u201cNope, you\u2019re my husband now, so it\u2019s fair game!\u201d<\/p>\n
This time, even though Cherise had a drink, she wasn\u2019t drunk, but she seemed bolder. Her words, \u201cYou are my husband\u201c, sent Morris\u2019s heart racing, and he couldn\u2019t help but kiss her lightly on the check with more intensity.<\/p>\n
Cherise laughed softly, then looked up at him with eyes that were beautiful and captivating. \u201cSuch a beautiful night, Morris<\/p>\n
surely you don\u2019t plan on just standing here with me admiring the view?\u201d<\/p>\n
Hearing this, Morris lifted his glass and finished the wine in one gulp, unable to hold back any longer. He swept Cherise into his arms from her reclining position in the wicker chair.<\/p>\n
Throughout the night, they were lost in intimate highs and lows. The next afternoon, sunlight streamed through the balcony. Cherise opened her eyes, groggy from their passionate night, memories lingering softly.<\/p>\n
\u201cMorning,\u201d Morris said, supporting himself on his strong arm, watching her.<\/p>\n
\u201cMm\u2013hmm,\u201d Cherise murmured..<\/p>\n
\u201cWorn out last night, huh?\u201d His voice was low and raspy.<\/p>\n
Cherise didn\u2019t feel like speaking. Morris laughed, tenderly. \u201cYou must have been; your voice was hoarse near dawn.\u201d<\/p>\n
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