Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1153: Don’t Go, Please?

Mort thoroughly enjoyed her initiative, involuntarily clutching her delicate shoulder and holding her tightly in his arms.

Just then, there was a "knock knock" at the door again. Kate Lee wasn’t giving up, "Mort, you’re seriously injured, you can’t... act recklessly. Let me in to check your wound..." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Mort frowned, immediately intending to get up and drive Kate away.

But Dianna was quicker, she got up first and furrowed her brows, "You lie here and don’t move, I’ll go check. Under my watch, you two better behave yourselves, okay?"

"..." Mort looked at her, the stern dignity and warning flashing in the girl’s bright eyes made her seem like an empress who completely dominated the scene, as if she was going to deal with the mistress first and then come back to hold him accountable.

Mort curled his thin lips, genuinely amused by her. He wasn’t aware she had this capability, daring to use the word "okay" with him.

He raised an eyebrow, complying softly, "Alright, I’ll do as you say."

Dianna was satisfied with that, she got off the bed and went to the door to open it.

Kate Lee thought it was Mort who opened the door and was immediately delighted, "Mort..."

The next second, the smile froze on Kate’s lips because it wasn’t Mort, it was Dianna.

Dianna’s cold gaze observed the change in Kate’s expression, then she subtly curled her red lips, "Your Mort is very tired now, he’s already lying in bed asleep. If you have something to say, you can tell me, and I’ll pass it on to him."

Dianna’s words carried strong ambiguity, especially the phrase "Mort is very tired," which sparked endless imagination. Kate’s face turned pale; she knew Dianna was openly waging war against her, declaring her territory.

Kate was very disappointed. She thought that with the contraceptive incident, Dianna would give up on Mort. But no, no matter how they tried to separate them, it didn’t work.

"Miss Hollis, how can you do this? Mort is seriously injured, how can you still..."

Dianna claimed she hadn’t said anything, that "tired" was Mort’s own words, "Miss Lee, aren’t you overstepping your bounds, meddling in other people’s private affairs?"

"I..."

"Also, I’ve already said it before, he is my man, and I won’t allow anyone to lay hands on him. If you know what’s good for you, you better disappear from my sight. If you keep pretending to be innocent to disgust me, don’t blame me for being rude to you!"

Kate was shocked. She hadn’t expected such an aggressive side from this seemingly cold and delicate girl, "You... you’re threatening me?"

"What else?" Dianna took a step forward, poking Kate’s chest with her finger, "Do you believe I not only dare to threaten you, but also dare to hit you? If you dare to pester my man again, every time I see you, I’ll hit you!"

"..." Kate was truly stunned. This Dianna was too outrageous; she actually threatened to hit her every time she saw her!

A female hooligan!

Kate wanted to fight back, but her chest hurt so much from the poking, she couldn’t help but step back under Dianna’s strong and arrogant offensive, powerless to resist as her ground slipped away.

"Di... Dianna, don’t go too far in bullying!" Kate gritted her teeth.

"I am bullying you, so what? Why don’t you go tell your Mort? I’m telling you, your Mort is the type who would risk everything for me, compared to me, what are you?" With that, Dianna turned gracefully, slamming the door shut with a "bang."

"..." Standing outside the door, Kate was so angry she trembled all over.

...

Dianna returned to the bed, where she found Mort smiling.

"What are you laughing at? Stop laughing!" Dianna kicked him.

Mort was in such a good mood, having witnessed her fierce display in driving Kate away. She was like a wildcat with claws completely unleashed, very formidable.

The more time he spent with her, the more he found her to be a treasure, having many facets.

Mort quickly restrained his smile, "Alright, I’ll stop laughing."

"You’re called... Mort?"

"Yes."

"Mort!" Dianna pronounced his name with precision.

This was the first time she called him by his real name, "Mort" sounded wonderful the way she said it; Mort’s lips curled, "Yes?"

"Mort, don’t think driving Kate away settles everything. I want to settle things with you now! I’m giving you one final chance to confess your dealings with Kate. If you still refuse, I’ll leave now and not like you anymore!" With that, Dianna turned and started getting off the bed.

Mort quickly got up, hugging Dianna tightly from behind, pulling her into his embrace, pressing his lips firmly onto her long hair, he rasped, "Don’t go, please?"

Dianna bit her red lip, "That depends on your performance. Leniency for confessions, severity for resistance."

Mort paused for a few seconds, then nodded, "Yes."

"Now, I ask, you answer. How many times did you sleep with Kate?"

"Just once."

"How was it?"

"..." Mort was stumped by the second question; he didn’t understand why Dianna would ask that, women seem to love overthinking things.

He stopped talking again. Just hearing him admit it happened once made her uncomfortable, like being stung by a bee, and now his silence made her wonder if he was reminiscing about that night with Kate. Angry, Dianna struggled free, intending to get off the bed.

Mort immediately tightened his strong arms, domineeringly trapping her in his embrace, his chaotic breathing and kisses landed on her earlobe, his hoarse voice carried strands of impatience, "I just knew... I just knew that once I said it, you wouldn’t want me anymore. Earlier you lured me by promising leniency for confession, and I really shouldn’t have believed you. You are such a little liar!"

"Dianna, it was your words, I’ve told you, but I won’t let you go."

"Just one night, that night... I mistook her for you... My addiction acted up, I was tied down, and she entered, I thought it was you, and we ended up in bed."

"I honestly thought it was you, everything seemed like a dream, you lay on my bed, just like earlier... You even cried, making my blood surge, you finally bit down on my shoulder, I couldn’t hold back and..."

"I always thought it was you, but when I woke up the next day, Kate was beside me. She said it was her."

What?

Dianna’s struggling actions froze completely. Why was everything he described exactly like that night with him?

That night, he called her a crying spirit, angering her into biting him, he cursed and couldn’t help himself...

Dianna suddenly realized something was off, deeply off!

She understood now, Kate pretended to be her that night!