A wedding night Love Affair With The Billionaire

The sky had turned dark by the time Eliza stirred again.

She tried to speak but still couldn't make a sound.

Then she felt hungry; she hadn't eaten anything the whole day. In fact, it was her hunger that woke her up...

Remnants of Tanner's scent lingered beneath the covers.

She struggled to sit up and noticed the study was still lit.

He was still working when it was already so late.

She was feeling much better after a long sleep, no longer weak.

After a stretch, she slowly lifted the covers, revealing her wrinkled bathrobe and smooth, fair legs. Then, she then straightened the bathrobe and stepped barefoot on the floor.

Eliza had a pair of beautiful feet, tiny, perfectly shaped, fair, and smooth.

The water on the coffee table had long turned cold. It wasn't until then that she realized Aunt Bell hadn't come back to her room; she hadn't even noticed when she had left after bringing the water up. Still tasting a hint of medicine in her mouth, she decided to wash up.

The thought of their early interaction naturally came to her mind when she reached the bathroom, and warmth filled her heart, making her flush a little.

She looked at her reflection in the mirror and realized that color had already returned to her face. She was no longer as pale as before, and her cheeks were flushed from embarrassment. Her small face looked even sharper now due to getting sick and her recent bad mood.

Nevertheless, it didn't affect her beauty even the slightest.

The sound of running water attracted Tanner's attention, and by the time Eliza came out, he had already returned to the bedroom.

Eliza stepped out of the bathroom with her slightly damp hair hanging right above her waist.

She saw Tanner sitting on the sofa, reading the news attentively the moment she came out.

He sure was God's best creation, swooning her even when he hadn't done anything.

Even when he'd be cold, sarcastic, and even... have no feelings toward her. Everything about him made her want to escape, but at the same time, get closer to him!

Now that they were in the same space, Eliza suddenly didn't know what to do with her hands.

She pursed her lips tightly, fiddling with the hem of her clothes uneasily.

Just like that, she stood there, not knowing what to do.

Tanner long knew Eliza had come out. He had planned to sit and wait for her to come to him, but nothing happened for a long time.

Thus, he looked up only to see her standing there, having no intention of moving to him.

He sighed under his breath. When would his Eliza finally come to him on her own?

With that, he put the newspaper down and got up.

Eliza gazed everywhere else but him, not daring to look at the dashing man. While in a daze, not knowing what to do, she felt a force on her waist.

It was Tanner.

Shocked, when had he gotten so close?!

He stood next to her, both arms wrapped around her waist.

"You've lost weight."

He frowned, somewhat upset. How had he not realized she was a lot thinner than before when he held her in his arms?

He used to feel a little bit of meat on her belly when he hugged her, soft to cuddle, but now, she felt bonier.

Tanner's heart ached. Her sunken belly seemed to be accusing him of not taking good care of her.

He then pinched her face; barely any meat as well.

Eliza glared at Tanner with dissatisfaction. She would've long protested if she could speak.

First, hugging her, and now this; what in the world was he trying?!

Ever since he helped brush her teeth, she thought Tanner had begun seeing her as a child! Tanner saw her dissatisfaction entirely.

Very well, she was still sick, but her temper had recovered! She dared give him the attitude now. "What? You got a problem?" he asked.

With that, he clamped her chin.

Tsk, she really had lost weight. It didn't feel good holding her at all!

Even so, it wouldn't affect his punishment for her.

Leaning forward, he nibbled on her.

Eliza's ears flushed, a little resentful. This sc*mbag sure loved to tease her whenever he pleased!

Then, he cooed in her ear.

"Hungry?"

His voice was husky, indifferent, calm, even... gentle.

Tanner then vowed to make sure she'd gain some weight, or people would actually think he was abusing her.

Eliza was famished. However, Tanner's voice was so pleasant that she paid full attention to it but none of the context.

Thus, she shot him an innocent yet clueless look.

Her silly appearance got Tanner feeling somewhat helpless, giving her forehead a gentle flick.

What on earth was going on in her little mind?!

However, it only rendered her gaze at him even more puzzled. The last time he did so was because she had been perfunctory, but she didn't do anything this time. So why? Also, she realized his gaze had changed; frost had glazed his eyes.

What was with him?

The image of Nicholas flicking her forehead popped up in his mind right then.

Every inch of her belonged to him; no way he'd let any other men touch her.

Just like that, frost glazed his unfathomable gaze, and possessiveness surged beneath it.

His sudden change in attitude made Eliza somewhat uneasy. This side of him would never fail to make her fearful.

Eliza's involuntary shudder pulled him back to reality.

What could she do? She was right in his arms. The hug had gotten her feeling warm when the temperature suddenly plunged; she couldn't take the drastic change.

"You that afraid of me?"

Her reaction upset him.

Forcefully circling her waist, he brought her downstairs.

Eliza dared not piss Tanner off when he was clearly in a bad mood; no choice but to keep up with his pace.

Dinner was long ready, only keeping the food warm in the warming drawer when they didn't know when Mr. and Mrs. Deleon would come down.

Upon hearing movements from the stairs, Ms. Bell immediately ordered the servants to serve dinner.

Eliza was long famished. Arriving at the dining table, she wanted to take her seat only for Tanner to forcefully drag her onto his lap, shackling her down with his arms. "Just like this. Don't move."

With that, the two sat on one chair.

On the other hand, the sight got Aunt Bell elated.

Seeing Mr. and Mrs. Deleon made out as though there wasn't anyone else in the room when she went up to deliver the water, she didn't dare disturb, leaving as soon as she could and never returned to ask if they needed anything else.

Seeing the two now getting along, she was overjoyed despite her indifferent facade.

She had been serving Mr. Deleon since he was a child, and she witnessed the innocent, lively child slowly become the aloof man he was today.

He always had a sense of steadiness and indifference that didn't match his age.

And only Mrs. Deleon could ever make him angry or have him smiling.

It had been a long time since she saw Mr. Deleon expressing his emotions so outwardly. It seemed that his feelings returned to him ever since Mrs. Deleon came.

He was finally acting like a normal person.

"Alright, move along; you can all leave early today."

Ms. Bell secretly rejoiced as she quietly dismissed the servants.

And just like that, it was only Tanner and Eliza left.

Eliza was now forced to sit on his lap.

What was up with him? What got him losing his mind again?!

Eliza sensed an incoming headache. Seriously! He really didn't care she was starving right then!

However, she naturally didn't let her little bit of displeasure show when he was all grim.

Only sitting obediently, resigned.

Then again, the mouthwatering aroma of food wafted to Eliza's nostrils, making her gulp.

Nonetheless, Tanner remained unmoving.

"Hungry?"

He placed one hand on her belly, feeling waves of grumble.

"Geeze, was she, Captain Obvious?!" Eliza harrumphed in her heart but still sat obediently, looking like she wasn't at all hungry and even submissive toward him.

Her facade amused him.

However, at the same time, helpless. He was destined to lose the moment he met her.

Fine, seeing she was behaving, he'd leave things at that.

With that, he reached for her plate of food, shoving it into his arms.

Flattered, Eliza nearly wanted to cheer!

She then struggled to break free.

"Eat like this."

However, Tanner pressed her down.

Whatever! She was starving. With her plate in her hand, she no longer cared about Tanner, digging into her first meal of the day.

Tanner kept his arms around her waist, latching his gaze onto her back as his eyes dimmed.

What a heartless girl. He had spent

the entire day upstairs as well,

staying by her side, hadn't had anything since the night before either. She could have at least asked

him to join in.

Smirking, he thought since he had already let her have her meal, he could mess with her a little, taking it as her little punishment.

At first, Eliza sat upright while

Tanner leaned against the back of

the chair, putting a big gap between them, and his arms wrapped loosely around her waist after she settled down.

But now that he was in a teasing mood, he suddenly tightened his arms and pressed his front to her back.

Eliza was happily eating away when his sudden almost choked her!

Though she was in Tanner's lap, he still towered over her. She could feel him leaning in, sniffing her hair.

He was in his usual suit while she wore the bathrobe he hastily put on her the night before.

Keeping a tight grip on her with one hand, Tanner loosened the strap around her waist with the other and snaked under the robe.

Shocked by his burning palm on her lower abdomen, she immediately set her cutleries down and grabbed his hand.

However, her strength posed no threat to him. A wriggle of his hand, and she'd get even more nervous, clutching his hand tighter.

"Great. I'm hungry too."

There was a hint of mischief in Tanner's smile. He wasn't going to take her now, not before she had fully recovered, at least; he'd restrain himself.

But it was harmless to tease her, right?

Feeling her cool, smooth skin under his palm, he was tempted to caress her even more.

But Eliza would grow more nervous every time he moved.

She really wanted to cry.

No! She had greatly overestimated him! He was really nothing but a sc*mbag!

Then she sensed his lips right next to her ears.

"Aren't you hungry? Come on, eat up."

Eliza wanted nothing more than to roll her eyes. This man was truly pushing his luck!

However, she could only push through and try her best to stop his hands from moving around.

If she could speak, she would definitely tell him, "I'm famished! Please have mercy and spare me!"

How was she supposed to eat with him teasing her like that?!

Tanner was pleased to see her distressed.

Let's see if she'd dare to ignore him and eat on her own ever again!☐☐☐☐