Madam Wants To Divorce Her Second Husband-Chapter 88

Sebastian’s breath began to heave as he tried to cover his erection by crossing his legs as well. He knew he had to be patient if he wanted his prize, and he had to do well to ensure that Lucien would sign a contract with them.

He was nervous at first, scared that he might mess this up.

But when Winter offered him something that he had been wanting for a long time. He found himself numb for a moment before he got a rush of electricity all over his body.

Suddenly, all of his fear and insecurity were gone, replaced by a steadfast determination.

’I have to get my fill tonight. I’m not a man if I can’t fuck my wife tonight.’ Sebastian told himself as he was determined to win Lucien’s favor.

"Then, can I at least get a kiss?" Sebastian asked politely. He could’ve just gone for it because he did it before they left the penthouse and Winter didn’t object.

But he found it hotter when Winter agreed to it as if inviting him to do more.

Winter grinned. She was about to say yes when her body suddenly jerked forward when Arthur suddenly hit the brake.

She was able to stabilize herself, but Sebastian wasn’t so lucky. He jerked forward and hit the TV screen embedded in the front seat.

"Fuck!" Sebastian cursed as he rubbed his head. He glared at Arthur and yelled, "What the fuck are you doing?!"

Arthur grinned as he looked over his shoulder, "Sorry, Sir. The car in front of us stopped suddenly, so I had to hit the brake. Are you alright?"

"Goddamn it! You ruined my time with my wife!" Sebastian cursed over and over, vexed that he missed the golden opportunity of kissing his wife because of Arthur’s obvious jealousy. "If you can’t drive right, then get out and I’ll drive this car myself!"

"I cannot do that, Sir. Madam has assigned me to drive this car."

Winter chuckled, "Don’t listen to him, Arthur. Just go."

"Understood, Madam."

Sebastian felt wronged, he returned to his seat and wanted to resume their sweet time before Arthur’s interruption. But Winter pushed his chest away and said, "We’re almost there. No time for that stuff, Sebastian."

Sebastian pouted. freewёbnoνel.com

He was in a terrible mood, but he knew what he had to do during the event. Thus, when the car parked at the Aman New York Hotel, he quickly returned to his business persona, with a smile that exuded confidence.

The event was held in the venue in Aman New York Hotel. It was an elite event attended by roughly one hundred guests, which was already a lot compared to the usual dozens.

The event organizer made sure to invite the elites in business who had a lot of cash to spare as this charity auction event would sell many expensive collector jewelry pieces from around the world, of which half of the earnings would be given to charity.

Winter was unsure about the ’charity’ in this kind of event. She told Aiden that it was probably just a way to lure these rich people into buying overpriced stuff and not feel bad about it because they could justify the price by saying it was for charity.

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’That’s true, but also for tax,’ Aiden winked at her, leaving Winter guessing.

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The car door was opened by the guards at the door. Winter and Sebastian walked side by side as they were guided by the staff to the venue where the event was being held. Winter lightly hugged Sebastian’s arm with one hand.

Meanwhile, Sebastian glanced down a few times, making sure that he hadn’t set up a tent. It was hard enough to control himself while thinking about the crazy things they could do later at home, and now she hugged his bicep, which made it even harder for the young man to stay calm.

’Okay, calm down, Sebastian. Stop thinking about sex, you don’t want to get hard in front of everyone. Quick, think of something disgusting!’ Sebastian tried to rummage through his memory, hoping to find an image of disgusting stuff that would make him soft. And he found one.

He imagined that woman, Cindy Hazard, standing naked in front of him, trying to seduce him with that fake bashful smile, and he went soft in only a few seconds.

It was so effective that he was assured he’d stay soft for the rest of the event until he went home.

’Damn, I could’ve used her in my imagination whenever I needed to calm myself,’ Sebastian thought it was a genius idea, and he was on full focus once more.

"The event is here, Sir, Ma’am," the staff said as she opened the door. Winter and Sebastian were pleasantly surprised by the venue.

It was calming, not a lot of bright colored decorations that hurt their eyes. The decoration made it look like a semi-casual gathering, especially with the soft yellow lights on the wall. The guests were still wearing suits and dresses, but it created a warmer ambiance.

’Ah, I like this better than the last one I attended,’ Winter thought. The last gathering event she had was in the Rainbow Room in Rockefeller Center, and it was so blisteringly bright and colorful that it made her feel too exposed.

Winter and Sebastian walked into the venue, and they became the source of attention in an instant, especially Winter who walked with her signature light steps that made her body look stable. No bouncing and all.

Some people commented that Winter often walked like a ghost, because she didn’t bounce, and it was a little creepy.

However, for some men, Winter’s method of carrying herself gave her an aura of effortlessly dignified, but cold beauty, which made her popular among men in the elite circle.

Winter didn’t know her popularity, as she never responded to any of the flirting made by these men. She was happily married to Aiden after all, so she always thought of flirting as a way for these men to break the ice between them.

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