A Husband For Killer Mom

But not with Richard.

When he saw Quinn’s naked body curves, suddenly, the image of the beautiful and sexy body belonging to an alluring woman two years ago crossed his mind.

Abruptly he was no longer interested in Quinn’s naked body. He realized the only one who could turn him on was the cunning girl that drugged him four years ago.

“Richie,” Quinn still called his name in a seductive voice as if drawing her lover to fuck her.

Richard closed his eyes and then took a deep breath to calm his emotions.

What Quinn suspected was true. Even though Richard was furious about Quinn’s crazy behavior tonight, the man tried his best not to snap at her and be patient.

“Quinn, are you losing your mind? We are cousins,” explained Richard patiently as he managed to suppress his emotions.

“You know we are not related by blood. There’s nothing wrong with that, right?”

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“But I can’t do it. You are my sister, and I never touch my sister.”

“Just now, you touched me,” a small, seductive smile appeared on Quinn’s face as if he thought Richard’s words were something funny.

“It was a mistake.”

“Then take responsible. Let’s finish it to the end, okay?”

“QUINN!!”

Quinn gasped in surprise because this was the first time Richard had raised his voice toward her. In the next second, her eyes filled with tears indicating she was about to cry.

Seeing the tears threatening to burst out made Richard even more frustrated. He massaged his temple tiredly. “Quinn, what exactly do you want from me? You shouldn’t just throw away your first like that. You better do it with someone you love.”

“I love you. Isn’t that enough?”

Richard took a deep breath, starting to feel his patience running out. “Tell me, what exactly do you want? You can’t taunt me because you don’t want to be ridiculed by your friends.”

“If I told you, would you do it?”

“...” Richard gave no answer and glanced straight at Quinn’s pair of green eyes without glancing down.

By this time, the hangover from the effects of alcohol on his body had disappeared, and Richard’s common sense had returned. He was confident no matter what reasons his cousin gave him, Richard would never do anything with that girl. However, Richard didn’t give a refusal because he wanted to know what his cousin was thinking.

“Tell me first your reasons. Why are you doing all this?” stated Richard after not answering for several minutes.

“I want to have children with you.”

WHAT!?

“If I have a child with other people, it is not certain that the genes my child will inherit will be the same as mine. I have good genes, and you are handsome too. I’m sure our children will also be beautiful like us. Is it not? Don’t you want to have beautiful children like us?”

For a few moments, neither of them reacted. Quinn looked at Richard expectantly while Richard looked at her expressionlessly.

“Are you really Quinn? I feel you’re not my little sister like you used to be.”

“I am not your little sister, and I also never wanted to be one. It was never my intention when I first met you.”

Richard was at a loss for a word... too speechless to respond. “I get it. I will no longer think of you as my sister from this moment on.”

“Really?” Quinn felt her hopes soar. If Richard didn’t think of her as a younger sister, wouldn’t that mean that man would marry her?

However, her hopes shattered when she heard Richard’s following sentence. “Where’s the key?”

“Richie?”

“Don’t call me Richie. Only my sister and the people I care about are allowed to call me that.”

Instantly Quinn’s face paled when she heard Richard’s cold tone and indifferent expression. She knew now that Richard would only view her as a stranger. She couldn’t change the man’s train of thought because she could see an unwavering unanimous decision in the man’s eyes. She was sure she could change his mind if she could get him to feel her body.

Thinking of this, Quinn took the key to this room’s door and showed it to Richard. She shocked him by putting the key to this room’s door into her panties!?

This girl had gone mad!

Richard let his anger overwhelm him and turned to face the door.

Then, he kicked open the door, putting all his emotions and full strength into his legs. The door broke instantly and fell forward, making Quinn’s eyes widen in disbelief.

Richard casually walked out of the room without paying attention to Quinn or even thinking about taking the girl home. It would be better if he reached Andrew and let the brother pick his sister.

Since then, Richard rarely returned to England and came to Hong Kong more often, hoping he could meet Qiao Anxia.

He could have tracked down Qiao Anxia, ??but he would let fate bring them together. Why would he force fate’s will by tracking down the girl’s whereabouts if they weren’t meant to be?

But when he met that girl, be it by chance or not, that was when Richard would not let go of Anxia.

(flashback end)

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For hours Richard tried to find the place where Quinn kept the antidote but to no avail.

All he got was an incoming call from an unknown number, making him wonder who had called him at two in the morning like this. Richard took his phone and slid the screen to accept the call.

“Hey Richie, have you made your decision?”

Richard didn’t answer and then looked at the screen, which displayed a row of numbers. Isn’t this number the Paris area number?

Quinn went to Paris!? Was she following him?

“You didn’t think I would be willing to stay away from you, did you? It will be easier for us to stay in the same city. That way, you can come straight to my place when you’ve decided.”

Richard couldn’t help but wonder if the antidote was in Paris.