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My Wife is a Herbalist Practitioner novel Chapter 45

Sylvie was dumbfounded. She had already made a plan to teach a good lesson to the man who cheated her and then moved out of the house, never letting herself be wronged anymore. But now the matters went completely beyond her expectations.

He said nothing happened between him and Robyn.

He liked her, he said.

Caught off guard, Sylvie blinked his long, slender eyelashes, "You... Are you telling the truth?"

Kieran curled his lips and lowered his voice, "It's true. If you don't believe me, I'll go to the hospital and prove that I'm still a... virgin?"

Sylvie immediately kicked him. No man could do this test. Liar.

Kieran didn't care about the footprint on his trousers. The little girl beat Robyn for him, which he had never expected.

Kieran took her face in his hands, lowered his head, and kissed her red lips through the veil. "Sylvie, be with me, will you?"

Sylvie had always wanted to hold fast to her heart, not to give anyone a chance to hurt her, but now the walls of her heart were crashing down under the hoarse, luring voice of this man.

She had taken a fancy to him.

Sylvie could no longer resist her love. She would miss him when he was gone, her heart would ache when he was hurt, and she would go crazy with jealousy when he was with another woman...

It was a strange feeling.

Sylvie lovingly allowed him to kiss her, but her tone was still fierce. "You have to think it twice, I'm fierce, and if you have another woman out there, I'll beat you up!"

Kieran's eyes were filled with love and joy. "Did I ever tell you that you're the most charming when you're losing temper?"

Sylvie, feeling sweet, quickly pushed Kieran out of the way and ran back to her room.

Robyn hadn't left yet. She lost so badly tonight that she had to ask Kieran to teach Sylvie a lesson and drove her out.

When Kieran came out of the study, Robyn rushed toward him, sobbing miserably. "Kieran," she said, "that maid beat me. I'm hurt."

Robyn wanted to snuggle up to Kieran.

Kieran shied away. Repulsed by Robyn's artificial perfume, she had already missed Sylvie's sweet girlish scent, even though she had just left his arms.

"Robyn, from tomorrow on, you don't have to go to work, leave H City, and never appear in my sight."

What?

Robyn froze in shock. She looked at Kieran in disbelief. "Kieran, what's wrong with you?"

Kieran gave Robyn one last look. "Your biggest mistake was trying to seduce me in front of Mrs. Lowe."

Mrs. Ready?

The... the maid?

Robyn's face paled.

In the bedroom.

Sylvie came out of the shower. Kieran was in the next room, wearing a dark blue silk nightgown and half leaning over the bed reading a book.

Usually they slept separately, she on the bed and he on the sofa, but now he went straight to the bed.

Although she had admitted that she had fallen in love with him, wouldn't they go too fast to sleep together?

Kieran lifted his eyes from the book and landed on her, then he patted his bed. "Come here."

Sylvie stood still.

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