Molly Wellington's tears involuntarily rolled down her cheeks: "Abbie..."
Abraham Redington's kiss landed again; this time, it wasn't just a tentative taste but pressed firmly against her lips, sucking intensely.
"Molly..." his voice became husky.
Molly Wellington felt a wave of bitterness in her nose: "Abbie...But you're already someone else's fiancé. Daddy said you and Borkin..."
"Silly Molly, Abbie will always only be Molly Wellington's man, with no exceptions..."
The man's delicate kisses sealed Molly Wellington's tender lips; he was hers, forever, Abraham Redington demonstrated with his actions.
"Andrew, uh..." Molly Wellington's voice intermittently hummed, and Abraham Redington's deep voice occasionally echoed in the living room.
The two cherished each other and seemed never to get enough of saying each other's names.
Just like that, they embraced and kissed the entire morning in the Wellington family's living room.
