Uncle's Love: My Sweet Little Wife

Chapter 198 Start Cohabitation

With his eyes closed, James was intoxicated with the kiss.

Kara did not refuse. She hugged his strong waist and allowed him to kiss her furiously.

When both of them kissed until they were panting, James hugged her and gasped for breath. It took

him a long time to calm down.

"Little fool, tell me, how much time have I wasted on you?"

He rested his head on her shoulder and complained, his brown eyes shining with dazzling starlight.

This was the first time she had not rejected him, and obviously, she was trying to accept him in her

heart.

Kara puffed out her cheeks and pursed her pink lips. She wanted to push him away, but he held her

tightly.

"I'm willing to waste my time on you," James said in a low voice beside her ear.

Kara stopped pushing him and felt so sweet inside.

The two of them hugged each other quietly. Neither of them spoke as if there was a tacit understanding

between them.

The silence did not make them feel embarrassed. Instead, they felt that the atmosphere was warm and

cozy.

Emily, who had left the office, was in a bad mood.

Her palm felt a burst of burning pain and she called the secretary to drive her to the hospital.

When the secretary noticed that Emily didn't look well, he opened the car door and invited Emily into

the door ingratiatingly.

Emily looked around and found nothing unusual. She got into the car as usual.

The secretary immediately got in the car, closed the door, buckled his seat belt, and started the car.

Suddenly, the secretary heard Emily shouting in panic from the back seat. He looked back in confusion

and his face turned pale.

Emily had just gotten into the car. She took her phone out of her bag, but it turned out to be a snake.

She was almost scared to death and quickly threw the snake to the front seat.

The secretary had already started the car and was so scared that he lost control of the steering wheel

and crashed into the nearby car.

After the first bump, the car didn't stop and hit the other car the second time.

Emily didn't fasten the seat belt, so she knocked into the glass window, with her face almost deformed.

Perhaps it was because the quality of the car was good and the car was fine after hitting three times in

a row.

As a man, the secretary was almost scared to pee. She quickly held the steering wheel and stopped

the car from continuing to crash to the side. She turned around and saw that the snake he had thrown

away was just a toy.

"Miss Emily, don't worry. It's just a toy snake."

When Emily heard that it was a toy snake, she was relieved.

Who would play such a prank? Emily was furious.

However, when she wanted to take a deep breath, she found that there was a slippery thing passing by

her feet and she gasped.

It was a moving snake lying on her ankle and she didn't dare to look at it.

Emily shouted.

Emily shouted for help and wanted to jump off the car.

"Miss Emily, what's the matter?"

Emily was so scared that her entire body was trembling. She didn't have the strength to speak at all.

"The snake is fake!" The secretary explained patiently.

"No, no, it's not fake."

Emily looked pale. She was sweating profusely as she sat limply in the backseat.

The secretary had no choice but to speed up to the hospital.

However, when he tried to accelerate the car, he found that something was wrong. Not only could he

not control the speed of the car, but he could not control the steering wheel at all.

"What's going on?" The secretary wondered.

The secretary noticed that the car was heading towards the suburbs. With his hair standing on end, he

wondered. "Did we meet a supernatural event?"

He wanted to open the door and jump out of the car, but he found that he could not open the door.

Cold sweat broke out on his back. Screaming in horror, he wanted to call for help with his phone.

His hands were trembling so badly that he failed to take his phone out. Instead, he found that there

were many moving snakes under his seat.

He immediately fainted from fright.

At the same time, in the office of the SA Group, Nolan handled his work, got himself a cup of coffee,

and then leisurely turned on the tablet computer.

He had entered the office of Mr. James and seen that Emily dared to bully Kara. Even without the order

of Mr. James, he had asked people to do something...

Of course, those snakes were toy snakes. But they were deliberately made to look so real. They were

electric and could twist.

Seeing where Emily's car was driving, Nolan smiled slightly, and then he reported the situation to Mr.

James.

James, who was dealing with work on the computer, noticed the reminder and clicked on the video.

When he saw Emily's pained expression, his lips twitched sarcastically.

[Quick reaction this time. You'll be rewarded.]

Seeing James' reply, Nolan raised his eyebrows wondered. "Does this mean that he'll have an extra

year-end bonus?"

After returning to the villa, Kara took the U-disk to the study and wanted to discuss with James how to

console Donald.

But James told her to move to his room.

The two of them would sleep in his bed in the future.

"Isn't it the same to sleep on my bed?"

Kara felt awkward. She just confirmed the relationship with him. But now she was going to live in his

bedroom. She felt it was too fast.

"I'll suffer from insomnia on your bed," he said seriously.

"Why are you suffering from insomnia? Don't you always sleep well before?" Kara felt conflicted.

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Her bedroom was her territory, and she would feel safe there.

However, when she walked into his bedroom, she would feel inexplicably uneasy. The room was full of

his scent and aura, which made her breathless.

"In the past, I had to endure it, but now it's different."

James had a tough attitude. He held her hand and was about to move her things to his bedroom.

"James, don't always be so overbearing. You said that you would give me two weeks to think, but

you..."

Kara couldn't say the rest of the words. She thought of the day he found an excuse to spend the night

with her. That night, she thought that he had almost killed her.

If she were to live in his bedroom, she would never wake up early in the morning.

"Your room is too small. The things of us were too much for your wardrobe." James turned to look at

her blushing little face and pursed his lips.

Compared to his bedroom, Kara's bedroom was smaller, and he had an independent dressing room

that was connected to the bedroom.

"I don't have many things. You can move your things into my room!" Kara was still struggling.

Standing at the door of his bedroom and hearing her words, James stopped and turned to look at her.

"Alright then, come and pack my things."

"Really?"

Kara looked at him in surprise. She didn't expect him to agree so easily.

"Do I fall into his trap again?" Kara wondered.

But since Kara had already said it, she had no choice but to compromise and help him pack his things.

Kara originally thought that he had just a few sets of daily clothes and some daily necessities, but when

she opened the wardrobe, she was so shocked that her jaw dropped.

In the wardrobe, there were more than a dozen suits, shirts, and rows of ties, cuffs, watches, and belts.

She was speechless. James was right. Her bedroom really could not hold all these things.

"James, it's not like we're moving. I'll only pack up a few clothes."

"Alright."

James crossed his arms and leaned lazily against the door, waiting for her to pack up.

It was true that he suffered insomnia on her bed. But as long as he hugged her, he could still sleep

well.

Kara complained to him since he had moved into her bedroom.

So he deliberately made a more difficult request first. Kara was stubborn and would definitely reject this

request. Then she would make a compromise and allow him to live in her bedroom.

To Kara, packing up things was like taking a physics exam.

She was confused and didn't know where to start.