Vincent slowly broke the kiss, but he still held Aurelie tightly and sensually caressed her wet lips after the intimate kiss.
Aurelie’s face was flushed red, as if she’d been drinking heavily, and she smiled, hiding her face in Vincent’s neck, as if embarrassed.
“Baby, what’s wrong?
Why do I hear so many people and noise?” Aurelie asked.
“Just a moment, honey, I’ll take care of this,” Vincent said, stroking Aurelie’s cheek.
He kissed her cheek in affection.
Cameras snapped intimate, warm shots of Vincent and Aurelie.
Several female reporters held back smiles at the newlyweds’ affection.
“Put me down,” Aurelie whispered to Vincent.
She reached for his hand and held it tightly.
Vincent helped Aurelie up and hugged her waist tightly.
Aurelie smoothed her slightly messy hair and snuggled closer to Vincent.
“Why are there so many reporters here?” Aurelie asked, feigning confusion.
“What do you want?”
Several reporters exchanged confused and nervous glances.
They were already thinking about getting some revealing photos and videos showing Mathew and Aurelie having an affair.
They could dig up the previous incident and turn it into a good news story that would surely attract attention.
More than that, for most people, the news could also be fodder for ridicule and damage to Vincent’s reputation.
The fact that his new wife had cheated on him just days after their wedding and had even gone back to her ex-fiancé.
That so cruel for Vincent’s reputation as Casanova.
“What do you hope to gain from all this?” Aurelie asked gently but coldly.
“What do you hope to gain?”
“Why are you here, Ms.
Aurelie?” asked one reporter.
Aurelie’s eyebrows raised.
“That’s a stupid question.
Of course I’m here because my husband is here.”
Aurelie didn’t want to reveal that the boxing gym belonged to Vincent, fearing it would negatively impact the gym’s future.
“We’re newlyweds, and we only slept together last night, but when I woke up this morning, my husband wasn’t by my side, so I went looking for him.
Was that a mistake?”
“But you were looking for your husband where your ex-fiancé was,” said a reporter, still trying to find a way out.
“Mr.
Mathew Damon is a Black Diamond member here, right?”
“Then why?” Aurelie asked defiantly.
“Is this boxing gym his property, so my husband can’t be here and I can’t come here looking for him?”
The reporters looked confused.
“This boxing gym is mine,” Vincent said.
“My wife is free to come see me here anytime, and no one can stop us from doing anything here.
Why are you so nosy about our business?”
The reporters were shocked and began to understand the situation.
They looked embarrassed and nervous, afraid that Vincent would throw a tantrum and boycott them.
Vincent could do whatever he wanted if he felt disturbed.
“P-please excuse us, Mr.
Keagan,” one of the reporters said awkwardly.
“We had no idea this would happen.”
“We apologize for interrupting your time with your wife, Mr.
Vincent,” said another.
“We’ll be leaving now.”
Vincent glared at them.
“Go away, and don’t ever dare disturb my wife for any reason unless you have my permission!”
The reporters quickly left, afraid of Vincent’s anger.
“Tsk!
How annoying!” Vincent grumbled.
He looked at Aurelie, who was still standing motionless beside him, and pulled her into his embrace tighter.
“Let’s continue,” Vincent whispered affectionately.
“That was so much fun.”
Krit looked embarrassed and went to the bathroom to see Mathew, who was being watched by Gary.
“Don’t overdo it,” Aurelie said softly, pushing Vincent gently, but she didn’t resist when Vincent stole a kiss.
“It was effective in driving away those annoying journalists, but there was no need to continue because they were already gone.”
Vincent laughed, not forcing it.
He broke the hug after kissing Aurelie’s forehead, feeling a warm tingle in his heart.
“Let’s go check on Mathew,” Aurelie said.
They opened the bathroom door and found Mathew still unconscious.
“He hasn’t regained consciousness since?” Vincent asked, surprised.
“Maybe he’s in a coma.”
“He was awake earlier, but when the reporters came in, I gagged him because he was too noisy,” Gary said with a laugh.
“Tsk!
He’s so stupid and useless!” Vincent hissed, kicking Mathew’s leg.
Aurelie whispered further instructions to Krit, telling him to wrap Mathew up discreetly to avoid further trouble.
Krit immediately left to carry out his orders.
Vincent watched Aurelie handle the crisis calmly and precisely.
He suspected Mathew’s sudden weakness was no accident.
He gently stroked Aurelie’s arm, feeling the faint traces of sedative on her fingertips, and smiled.
“I hope the medicine you gave Mathew won’t leave him permanently paralyzed,” Vincent said quietly.
Aurelie was surprised that Vincent saw through her ruse.
She was beginning to feel that all the rumors depicting Vincent Keagan as reckless and relying solely on strength were completely baseless.
Vincent was very perceptive, and he also unhesitatingly followed Aurelie’s lead without question, simply supporting her.
“Ah, he just drank too much,” Aurelie said, dismissing Vincent’s suspicions with a casual lie.
Vincent smiled faintly and said nothing more.
He felt increasingly drawn to his intelligent and unpredictable wife.
Photos of Vincent and Aurelie’s passionate kiss immediately topped the trending search list.
Netizens praised their newlywed chemistry, and the news remained at number one for half a day.
Comments filled social media with praise and congratulations.
No one expected them to have such harmonious chemistry.
“It’s so crowded,” Aurelie said.
“I wonder why netizens like to mess with other people so much.”
“It’s all thanks to me,” Vincent said with a laugh.
“I told those reporters to hype us up, to please Grandpa.
I even paid them.”
Aurelie raised an eyebrow.
“Why would you waste money so lavishly on something like that?”
Vincent pretended to be offended.
“You don’t appreciate my efforts.”
Just then, Grandpa Aston called Vincent.
He sounded very happy.
“I’m so happy that you and Aurelie look so good together.
It makes me feel better,” Grandpa Aston said.
“Take Aurelie home and we’ll talk about your wedding celebration.”
“I’ll ask Aurelie about it,” Vincent said.
“Is it Grandpa?” Aurelie asked.
“Yes.
He wants us to come back to the mansion to talk about our wedding,” Vincent said.
“Uh, I don’t think we can do that right now,” Aurelie said quickly.
“Huh?
Why?” Vincent asked.
“I wanted to ask you to take me to the Rex Moon Hotel,” Aurelie said.
Vincent was surprised and looked displeased.
“Rex Moon?
That’s a resort owned by the Damon family.
Why are you going there?”
Aurelie smiled mysteriously.
“Let’s just go there, then I’ll sit back and enjoy the show.”