Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love-Chapter 2288 - 2300: Dylan Wellington’s Jealousy

A slightly strange woman’s moan came from the bride’s lounge.

A moment later, Skye Brown, slightly breathless, leaned weakly against Dylan Wellington’s shoulder.

At this moment, she was wearing a flawless white wedding dress.

And she was being held up by Dylan Wellington, placed on the bride’s dressing table.

Behind her was a makeup mirror that stretched across the entire wall, and in front of her was the man confining her to the table, preventing her from getting down.

Dylan Wellington looked particularly handsome tonight, his black hair neatly combed, with seductive eyes slightly upturned, that hint of coldness at the corners accentuating his features with a more elegant and aloof beauty.

If not for this, Skye Brown wouldn’t have been mesmerized when he first came in.

And being mesmerized by him, she fell into his trap.

Now, before the wedding started, he had unexpectedly picked her up and placed her on the dressing table, lifting her elaborate dress and directly...

After a passionate session of love, Skye Brown could barely stand.

She weakly rested her head on Dylan Wellington’s shoulder, turning her eyes to glare at him with a look full of blame.

The man, his view obstructed, didn’t know that the slightly angry gaze of his beloved woman had unconsciously transformed into adoration.

When Skye Brown looked at Dylan Wellington, she was clearly blaming him.

But when she saw his once neatly combed black hair, now messy from ’loving’ her, carrying a rugged yet handsome air.

Skye Brown couldn’t help but trace his features with her eyes.

"Honey, you look so beautiful today." Dylan Wellington suddenly caught Skye Brown’s hand, drawing it to his lips for a gentle kiss.

Skye Brown was a bit dumbfounded from Dylan Wellington’s compliment.

How did the topic shift so quickly?

And... Dylan Wellington couldn’t see her, how did he know if she looked beautiful today or not?

As if sensing Skye Brown’s silent complaint, Dylan Wellington softly said, "Even though I can’t see, I can feel it. You look very beautiful today, this wedding dress must suit you perfectly."

The man’s large hand traveled up the soft back of the woman’s hand, moving up.

Gradually caressing Skye Brown’s forearm, upper arm, fragrant shoulder, collarbone... Finally, landing on her rosy lips.

The man’s slightly rough fingertips gently rubbed the woman’s lips, until Skye Brown’s soft lips were lightly swollen.

Only then did he suddenly lean down, bending to seal her lips.

Skye Brown: "Mmm..."

How annoying, he messed up her bridal makeup.

Dylan Wellington’s kiss was overwhelmingly dominant, as relentless as a storm.

Only when Skye Brown’s tender lips were lightly kissed into a quivering, red and swollen state, almost letting anyone instantly imagine that this woman must have been fiercely loved by a man, was he satisfied to let go.

"My wife is too beautiful, only doing this will keep others’ eyes off you."

Dylan Wellington’s long, cool fingertips caressed Skye Brown’s slightly red and swollen lips with satisfaction.

Faced with her husband’s childish yet domineering behavior, Skye Brown could only be speechless.

The two intertwined for a while longer before they were interrupted by the urgent knocking of Mandy Jenkins and Joan Wellington.

Mandy Jenkins, having waited for Dylan Wellington to open the door with difficulty, was just about to urge them to hurry and get ready for the stage, only to see her daughter-in-law looking like she had just been bullied by her son.

Um...

Beneath the noble white wedding dress were blooming lips, love bites on her fair neck, wanton imprints on her collarbone...

And that soft, weak stature, clearly unable to even stand steadily.

Ahem, ahem, ahem... Mandy Jenkins couldn’t help but cough out blood.

Is her son some kind of reincarnated piling machine?

Bullying Skye Brown to this extent, it’s just too excessive!