Chapter 408

Chapter 408: INVITATION

“You know I can tolerate anyone badmouthing me, but not you. I cannot stand it if others say hurtful things about you.”

The back of Arthur’s long finger stroked her soft cheek. He added, “You are not allowed to get hurt because of me.”

Veronica’s heart skipped a beat. She stared at her husband before pushing his chest.

“What are you doing in front of people? We are outside!” she whispered with a flushed face.

“Who cares what we do? We are married. No one will bother us. Want to check this out?”

Arthur pulled her closer and kissed her lips.

“!!!” Veronica’s heart jumped in nervousness. She struggled to get away from him in fear of who was watching and labeling them as a shameless couple.

.....

No matter how much she struggled, Arthur didn’t let her go. He playfully bit her lower lip, causing her to gasp in surprise. He took this chance to venture into her mouth.

Best

She tried to fight back but his deep kisses were mesmerizing.

Whenever she tried to pull her tongue away from his grasp, he twirled his tongue with her and rubbed them gently. It gave her a ticklish sensation, causing her to focus on his kiss.

Soon, she forgot she was in the hall around many guests.

“Look at them. It feels like they are in their own world and we are living in their world. Sigh! I’m so envious.” Darius stared at the couple with jealousy in his eyes.

“What are you so bitter about? It’s not like you are someone lonely,” Zinnia commented as she stood beside him.

“I’ve been lovely almost every night thanks to someone busy flirting with her husband,” Darius scoffed, who was in absolute misery. “Such a witch!”

Zinnia chuckled. “Easy cowboy. Don’t curse her or the head-over-heels husband of hers won’t spare you another day.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. But who will accompany me at night from now on? Sigh! I’ll become a hermit like this.” Darius’s shoulders dropped.

“If you become a hermit, I’ll become a saint.” Felix came forward with two champagne glasses and offered one to Darius. Then, he added, “And you will have to pray to me.”

Darius gave him a grossed look. “That would be a nightmare.”

Felix stated, “Then don’t mention anything about you being a hermit. Hermits will oppose it.”

“Hermits like you?” Zinnia chuckled. “I’m not sure whom I should think of hermits anymore. I thought Ironin was a hermit until I got to know he had a wife.”

“Speaking of which I don’t see Ironin. Where did he go? Wasn’t he here minutes ago?” Darius looked around.

“He went out saying he had some urgent business to deal with,” Felix replied. “His expression didn’t look well. I hope it’s nothing serious.”

“Speak of the devil.” Zinnia raised her chin at the door, making others look in that direction.

Ironin came inside with a deep frown.

Looking at his grave expression, Zinnia asked, “What’s wrong? Did something happen?”

Upon hearing her question, Ironin’s frown deepened. “My wife... she invited you all.”

“Huh?” Darius, who was leaning against the wall, straightened up. “Wait. What? Your wife invited us?! Where? Don’t tell me it’s your place.”

“...” Ironin quietly turned toward him. His cold eyes pierced Darius’s heart as if he was warning him – no funny business.

Darius raised his hands to surrender like an innocent man.

Zinnia raised an eyebrow. “So, what’s the deal? You won’t tell us you got married and suddenly an invitation? Is this a bribe to stop us from pestering you about your wife?”

“No...” Ironin grimaced. “Just come to my house next weekend. She wants to meet you all.”

Darius: “...”

Zinnia: “...”

Felix: “...”

It was the first time they heard him talk this long. They were astonished.

“Hey, what are you talking about?”

Veronica came running to them. She was all flustered. It looked like she ran away from her husband.

Arthur followed her from behind. His steps were slow. He had a satisfied smile on his face.

Felix stated, “Ironin is inviting us into his house. His wife wants to treat us to a meal.”

“Is that true, Ironin?” The unexpected news made Veronica surprised and happy at the same time.

“...Yes.” As usual, his reply was curt.

“How can you invite us with a sour expression. It’s like you don’t want us there,” Darius complained.

“It could be right. Maybe he doesn’t want you near his wife. I can understand his worry.” Zinnia winked at him.

Darius responded, “I swear I will act like a hermit at Ironin’s place.”

“Did you just swear?” Veronica wanted to laugh.

“I cross my heart and hope to die.” Darius placed a hand on his chest.

“He is serious. Look at that.” Even Zinnia was astonished.

“Darius is becoming more serious day by day. This isn’t like you, pal.” Felix patted his shoulder.

“What do you know about my misery?” Darius glared at him.

“He is learning well from me. Don’t you think so, Nica?” Arthur hugged Veronica from behind and kissed her cheek.

“Oh, stop!” Veronica pushed his face away. Her face grew hot due to his actions.

“Get a room you two,” Darius grimaced. ‘I can’t believe she is making out in public while she stopped me from having fun. This loneliness is the worst!’

“We can actually do that. We will leave everything to you,” saying that Arthur carried his wife in his arms.

“A-Arthur!” Veronica yelled in surprise.

In the blink of an eye, they disappeared.

Arthur teleported to the Magic Tower.

“Did he seriously just do that?” Darius looked around hurriedly. “I hope Vincent’s relatives didn’t notice.

“Who cares if they find out Arthur is a magician. Most of the citizens in Tybu are magicians.” Zinnia wasn’t worried.

“I hope not.” Felix looked at Ironin. “So, next week, we are going to your place. You won’t change your mind later, will you?”

“...No.” Ironin eyed Darius before leaving the premise.

“Did he just...” Darius stared at Ironin’s back. He was speechless.

“Give up. You made a move on his beloved wife. He won’t forgive you easily.” Zinnia pinched his left butt.

“Ouch!” Darius cried out with a small jump.

The next week, as promised, they went to Ironin’s house.