A Perfect Lie Hides Behind My Billionaire Marriage novel Chapter 475

She was so frightened that she bit down on Lukas' lip with all of her strength.

Lukas felt a sudden stab of pain and immediately pulled away from her.

Lukas fixed Reese with a stern expression, his tone serious, "Reese, you know they say women are made of water, but sometimes I wonder if you're made of cement."

Reese was taken aback, "Cement? Why on earth would I be made of cement?"

Lukas pointed to the corner of his mouth, which now had a tiny crack in it, "Well, look, you had just chipped off the corner of my mouth!"

Reese couldn't help herself and burst out laughing.

The cell phone continued to ring.

When Lukas saw that Reese was still smiling, he couldn't help but look at her hurt, "Baby, you just bit me and you're still smiling so happily!"

Reese was a little embarrassed, "I really didn't mean to do that. My phone rang and I got a call. Can you please let me take it? I'll make it up to you, I promise."

Lukas didn't release his grip on her and began to negotiate, "Okay, I'll let you take the call, but how are you going to make it up to me for the bite on my lip? You see, it's slightly bruised."

"Can we save this for another day?" sighed Reese. "I'm really not in the mood today..."

Lukas couldn't help but chuckle. He looked at Reese, completely mesmerized by her adorable demeanor.

Of course, he knew that the relationship had just been confirmed today and he couldn't let it go. He had to go through it step by step, otherwise, Reese would definitely go crazy.

He kissed Reese gently on the cheek and stood up, albeit reluctantly, letting her go.

Reese quickly picked up the phone and answered the call.

But at that moment, there was a rustle on the phone and a familiar voice broke through, "Reese, it's Vivian. Please do not return any of his calls without a reason."

Reese's expression soured further, her irritation clear. She shot back, "Ms. Scholl, I ask you to respect yourself. Whether or not I answer my phone calls is none of your business. And if you are with him, please take good care of him. I'm hanging up."

She quickly ended the call with a scowl on her face.

Lukas, who had been listening to the conversation, looked at her intently, concern in his eyes. He inquired, "What's going on? Whose call was that?"

Reese's lips tightened, her frustration evident. She explained, "It was a senior who called me while he was drunk. I wanted to comfort him and tell him to get some rest. But his girlfriend called to warn me!"

Lukas's eyes lit up and he mused, "Interesting. Why would your senior call you when he's drunk?"

Reese detected something odd in his words and furrowed her brow, scrutinizing Lukas. She asked, "What do you mean by that?"