The Abandoned Wife (Lucian) novel Chapter 1297

Getting soaked was not what Roxanne had anticipated, but even with her disheveled appearance and her hair hanging limply behind her ears, she still looked remarkably beautiful.

“Oh!”

Roxanne was caught off guard by the wave, and it took her a few seconds to regain her composure. By the time she did, the shells she had gathered in her palm had been swept away by the water. She couldn’t even locate the shell she had originally spotted and wanted to pick up.

She felt both amused and helpless.

It had been a while since her last visit to the beach, yet she got soaked by the seawater, causing her to lose all the shells she had collected.

Lucian heard Roxanne gasp and recognized that she was close to the sea. He stood up and walked over to her. “Are you okay?”

Roxanne wiped the seawater from her face and shook her head, letting out a remorseful sigh. “I’m okay, but my shells have been washed away.”

Her clothes were drenched and stuck to her body. As she moved, he could see her seductive curves clearly.

Lucian stared at her and felt a rush of blood in his nether regions, as he had been living a celibate lifestyle for six years.

However, he was more worried about her. In a low voice, he said, “Let’s go back. We can come another day.”

He was afraid she’d catch a cold if they continued to stay there.

Roxanne knew why he was concerned. Despite feeling disappointed, she nodded and walked to the shore.

“Be careful!”

Lucian’s brows furrowed as he hurried over to her in huge strides.

Roxanne heard the waves crashing behind her, prompting her to quicken her pace. Unfortunately, her foot caught on a hidden rock, causing her to slip and fall backward.

The wave rolled over and nearly swallowed Roxanne whole.

Roxanne was taken by surprise when the waves crashed over her and threatened to engulf her. She desperately tried to stay afloat, flailing her arms and legs in a frantic attempt to regain her footing.

I might be wrong, but Lucian’s hands seem to be trembling.

Sensing her distraction, Lucian frowned and forced her to open her mouth so he could deepen their kiss.

Roxanne finally understood why he had initiated the kiss. Her eyelashes trembled as she closed her eyes and flung her arms around his neck.

They stood among the crashing waves, lost in the passionate kiss, not caring whether someone else would show up suddenly to interrupt their intimate session.

In the distance, a camera appeared briefly among the bushes, taking several snapshots of them before retreating back behind the foliage.

Roxanne felt short of breath and pushed Lucian twice, signaling him to stop.

Lucian reluctantly let go of her, his breath coming in heavy gasps. His eyes turned red as he struggled to keep his desire in check.

“I’m sorry. You must’ve been worried about me,” Roxanne said softly as she avoided his intrusive gaze awkwardly.