Chapter 554: Adrian, Who Would Have Thought Your Luck with Women Is So Good

A faint alluring fragrance lingered in the air, but Cecilia Vaughn was too shocked by her husband’s actions to notice it.

"Adrian, what is this?"

"Cecilia, let’s book a room off-campus again."

Cecilia swallowed hard.

"Why? I actually think living on campus is fine, but why let someone like Adams take our spot?"

The man had an enigmatic smile on his face.

"There are more people inside than just him."

"Huh?—"

Cecilia furrowed her delicate brows, and when she saw Adrian Law’s inscrutable dark eyes, something suddenly clicked in her mind.

She stared wide-eyed in shock as if struck by lightning.

"Your meaning couldn’t possibly be that Rosalind White is in there too, right?"

After all, it couldn’t be Fiona Vaughn; she’s pregnant now. If it were usual times, it would be different, but Tyson Law is indifferent to her now. If she lost this precious thing in her belly, she might not have a place in the Law Family.

But Rosalind White was different.

She had long been fond of Adrian Law.

...

Looking at her husband’s calm demeanor, Cecilia Vaughn didn’t know whether to be angry or to laugh.

She winked at the man.

"Rosalind White is also inside? No wonder I feel the fragrance in there is a bit strange, an indescribable feeling. If you hadn’t closed the door in time, I felt my mind might have become muddled."

"That is incense that confuses the mind, only sold in the underground market; it’s Passion Burning Incense, mainly used for creating mood."

"Of course, it’s already banned from purchase and sale in Veridia’s market. They must have found some channel."

The man spoke as if it had nothing to do with him, a lazy smile curved on his lips, with only his wife’s petite figure filling his eyes.

A strand of loose hair lay at Cecilia’s temple, curling at the corner of her lips.

The man stared at that lock of hair by her lips, his eyes darkened, and an inexplicable sense of possessiveness surged in his heart, making him jealous of that hair’s favorable position.

Out of instinct, the man reached out and tucked that stray lock of hair behind Cecilia’s ear.

...

Cecilia Vaughn didn’t notice Adrian Law’s little intention. When she heard him mention the Passion Burning Incense, she understood what kind of excitement it was meant to enhance.

Thinking back to when she boldly went into the room alone with Fiona Vaughn, because Fiona was a pregnant woman with a baby, so Cecilia was a bit more daring. Now recalling it, she couldn’t help but feel a lingering fear.

She patted her chest.

"There really is such confusing incense in this world? I thought it was only on TV. Luckily Fiona didn’t light it in her room."

"She’s pregnant, and setting up something like that in her place easily leads to miscarriage."

Adrian Law gently pinched Cecilia’s cheek, seeing the blush spread on her cheeks, the smile in his eyes deepened further.

"Hey, don’t pinch me, you’ll leave wrinkles."

Cecilia glared at him with annoyance; her face was actually quite thin, not the kind that felt naturally chubby and pinchable.

"Actually, I was thinking since you were nearby and we had a real-time location setup, even if something happened, it could be resolved promptly."

Moreover, this is school, with many students coming and going, making it quite difficult to pull stunts unseen.

...

Adrian Law approvingly nodded.

"However, in some other situations, don’t act impulsively."

"Okay."

Cecilia suddenly remembered something, her face flushed with a slight blush, and she whispered into Adrian Law’s ear.

"Adrian, say, if Rosalind White is in the room, she’s surely inhaled a lot of that incense, could she and Mr. Adams possibly..."

Thinking of that scene, Cecilia felt inexplicably horrified.

"Serves them right."

Adrian Law commented nonchalantly.

"That’s true too..."

Cecilia looked at Adrian’s exceptionally handsome face, and alarm bells suddenly rang in her mind.

"Adrian, when you just entered the room, you wouldn’t have seen something you shouldn’t have, right?"

She looked jealously at the man, thinking that he may have seen the barely clothed Rosalind White, even though her husband was unintentional, Cecilia couldn’t even bear to imagine that scene, let alone accept it actually happening.

...

Adrian Law caught on.

"What do you think?"

The man paused deliberately leading the topic in the direction Cecilia least wished for.

"But when I first went inside, Rosalind White was clearly not in her right mind."

Just standing outside the washroom, he could hear continuous cries inside; if that was considered clear-headed, it would be the biggest joke.

...

He really saw it?!

Cecilia seemed struck by lightning, standing dazed by the wall, her hands trembling slightly.

A strong jealousy spread from her heart and her tone became increasingly sour.

"I didn’t expect you’d have quite the sight, hmph..."

Ah, how annoying.

Although she knew Adrian Law stumbled upon such a scene by accident, she still wasn’t happy.

No, to spite Adrian Law, she should find more runway videos with male models to regain her ground.

Cecilia mentally plotted several ways to vent her frustration, but before she could start, Adrian Law snapped her forehead with a flick.

"Tsk, what are you frowning and pouting for, what’s going on in that little head of yours?"

"I’m overthinking?"

Cecilia waved her little fists angrily, but just as she was about to hit Adrian, her heart wouldn’t allow it; she ended up letting it lightly brush past his sleeve.

"Weren’t you the one who said that little childhood sweetheart Rosalind was probably waiting for your favor since she wasn’t in her right mind?"

"Pfft—"

Favor?

The choice of words.

Adrian Law couldn’t help but smile amusedly, grabbing hold of his little wife’s hand.

"Cecilia, have you been watching too many palace dramas? Alright, alright, I won’t tease you anymore. I was just standing at the door, hearing water sounds from the washroom; I saw none of the other scenes."

Oh, except for the alluring clothes Rosalind White left scattered in the living room.

Of course, there’s no need to mention that to upset Cecilia.

At least, heavens above bear witness, his heart didn’t stir a bit except to wonder where Cecilia was then.

Cecilia finally felt somewhat satisfied.

"Alright then, let’s find a hotel off-campus, let’s go."

She had no interest in eavesdropping here, let Rosalind White and Adams bite each other like dogs.

...

At this moment, inside the room, it was already fiery and chaotic.

Adams, having inhaled less Passion Burning Incense, still retained some rationality, but when he pushed open the glass to see a woman inside, bare-bodied and moaning, he couldn’t help but pounce!

"Oh, what a treasure I’ve found!..."