Limited Time Marriage: Nice to Meet You Mr. Foster-Chapter 109 - 108: Bitten by a Dog

Very soon, Nathan Foster tasted blood.

South Grant, like a fierce little beast, bit Nathan Foster’s lip.

Nathan Foster released her lips and wiped his lower lip that had been bitten.

His gaze darkened, and when he leaned down again, South Grant didn’t even have a chance to catch her breath.

He was domineering and wild, exuding a fierce aura typical of a male animal.

A conquering kiss, laced with blood, swept through every corner of her mouth.

He seemed like a cunning warrior, playing a game of guerrilla warfare with her.

Every time she tried to fight back, attempting to bite him hard, he always managed to evade. He suckled her tongue fiercely, giving her no chance.

Her eyes widened, on the verge of exploding with anger.

He looked at her as well, his eyes full of conquest.

He saw the intense fury in South Grant’s eyes escalate, and in her extremely unwilling gaze, she slowly closed her eyes.

As she closed her eyes, all her strength left her, and she went limp in Nathan Foster’s arms.

Nathan Foster looked down at South Grant, who had fainted in his arms, and frowned tightly.

Vincent, hearing the silence in the room, cautiously peeked in.

Seeing South Grant in Nathan Foster’s arms, he patted his chest and walked in.

"Too terrifying, she actually broke the rope herself, almost losing to her."

At this moment, Nathan Foster lifted South Grant, and as Vincent saw him about to leave, he called out to him.

"Lynn, she’s very dangerous, I regret letting you keep her around now."

Earlier, she clearly had the intent to kill Nathan Foster.

"Too late," Nathan Foster said calmly, then left with her.

When South Grant woke up, she was at the Regal Point Villa.

She lazily stretched, noticing Nathan Foster was not by her side, thinking, this would be a wonderful day.

If only she wasn’t so sore, it would be even better.

She slipped on her shoes and got out of bed, then started to freshen up.

Squeezing toothpaste onto her toothbrush, as soon as she opened her mouth, her tongue hurt as if it wasn’t hers.

She couldn’t help but wonder, did she do something inappropriate with her tongue last night?

Soon after, she noticed a large red mark on her neck, with faint streaks of blood beneath the skin.

Damn!

Which damned dog bit her?

Then, the memories of last night flooded back into South Grant’s mind.

She remembered!

Chester Lynch was set up!

And she was caught up in it too.

Luckily, Foster went there later.

But why did she have no recollection of what happened afterward?

Touching the large red mark on her neck, South Grant couldn’t help but muse.

Could it be that she took Chester Lynch’s first blood?

The battle was so intense that it left such a large red mark?

But although she was sore all over, the places that should hurt didn’t hurt at all.

Meaning, she didn’t take Chester Lynch’s first blood at all.

As South Grant was in a daze, Nathan Foster returned.

At this point, South Grant didn’t bother to finish freshening up, put down her toothbrush, and ran out.

To know what happened last night, she could only ask Foster.

"Unc...le..." When she saw Nathan Foster, South Grant stopped in her tracks, swallowing the words back.

What happened to his mouth?

Who bit him?

His lower lip was swollen. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

In her heart, South Grant praised: Well done!

"Uncle, what happened to you?" South Grant asked weakly.

Nathan Foster glanced at her indifferently, "Bitten by a dog."