He Wouldn't Claim Me — Another Man Did

Chapter 161 - 147: Compensation

Morgan Hayes felt a fire burning on his back.

It felt like all of his internal organs had been set ablaze.

"I’m not ready," Morgan Hayes said.

’That sounds like a line a woman is supposed to say.’

Annabelle Leighton wanted to laugh. "And what, may I ask, do you need to prepare?"

"Too many things."

"Like what?"

Morgan Hayes fell silent. From behind, all Annabelle Leighton could see were his ears growing redder and redder.

"Don’t tell me you’re inexperienced and need to watch a few videos before going into battle?" Annabelle Leighton guessed.

He coughed violently.

"Was I right?" Annabelle Leighton walked around to face Morgan Hayes, her interest piqued. "Well, we can watch them together! It just so happens I’ve never seen any either. We can broaden our horizons and learn together today."

True to her word, she pulled out her phone to search, but Morgan Hayes quickly snatched it away.

"It’s dangerous for you to watch those kinds of videos online," Morgan Hayes said.

"Will I be monitored?"

"Possibly. Your online activity is transmitted through your service provider’s network. All your data, including browsing history and IP address, is logged by the provider. If it involves illegal content, the internet police can use technical means to identify sensitive behavior and prosecute accordingly. Besides, browsing random videos online carries other potential risks. For example, your private information could be leaked, and your device could be remotely controlled by hackers using Trojan horse programs."

Annabelle Leighton was successfully intimidated. "Okay, okay, no watching, no watching! We’ll just have to figure it out ourselves some other day!"

Morgan Hayes: "..."

"What else are we supposed to do?"

"Figuring it out ourselves is indeed safer than fumbling around blindly."

"Then what else do you need to prepare?"

"Condoms." Morgan Hayes looked at Annabelle Leighton. "When it comes to things between a man and a woman, the woman needs to be protected. I didn’t prepare anything today, so we can’t be reckless."

Everything he said carried a sense of solemn righteousness. After his completely serious explanation, Annabelle Leighton’s desire had vanished entirely.

"Alright, some other day then." She hugged Morgan Hayes. "But I want you to stay and keep me company tonight. That’s my birthday wish."

"Okay."

Morgan Hayes stayed the night, but they truly didn’t do anything. They just cuddled under the covers and talked.

Several times, Annabelle Leighton tried to deliberately tease him under the sheets, but he restrained himself every time.

The more he behaved this way, the more curious Annabelle Leighton became. ’What would a man like him be like in bed, once he finally gave in to his desires?’

"Tomorrow, you better have everything prepared," Annabelle Leighton reminded him before they fell asleep.

"Are you in that much of a hurry?"

"Of course. I’ve wanted to sleep with you since the first day I started chasing you."

"Don’t be impatient." Morgan Hayes held her tighter, coaxing her softly, "I’m yours from now on. You can have me whenever you want."

"You said it. Pinky swear."

"Mhm."

In the darkness, Annabelle Leighton found his lips and leaned in to kiss him.

In that completely relaxed state in bed, they shared an incredibly long and deep kiss.

Annabelle Leighton drifted off to sleep, completely content.

The next day, Annabelle Leighton was in a state of excitement the entire time. The thought of tearing off Morgan Hayes’s abstinent mask that night filled her with anticipation.

She even changed her four-piece bedding set to help set the mood.

Unfortunately, fate had other plans.

That evening, Morgan Hayes called Annabelle Leighton to tell her a major case had come up in the neighboring province. He had to go assist with the investigation and wouldn’t be able to come over to cook for her that night.

"Is it just about cooking?" Annabelle Leighton asked, disappointed. "Aren’t you forgetting something else?"

"I haven’t forgotten. I’ll make it up to you all at once when I get back."

Annabelle Leighton grumbled, "Then you’ll have to make it up to me double when you’re back. And I get to decide how many rounds we go in one night."

Morgan Hayes laughed on the other end of the line. "Alright. You can call all the shots."