The Big Shot's Movie Star Wife Is Beautiful and Sassy

In the cramped space of the car, Daisy Zane and Kevin Clark locked eyes.

Kevin looked at her stunning and confident eyes, and after a moment, raised the corner of his mouth, “I was wrong.”

Little Girl was strong, he should trust her, they should stand on an equal footing, rather than put her at a disadvantage.

“At any time, I will prioritize my own safety.” Daisy’s voice didn’t waver much, but it was not hard to hear the promise she was making to Kevin.

Hearing her words, Kevin felt a warm current flowing through his heart.

That time at Doomsday Hotel, she said that she wouldn’t joke about her life before her mission was completed.

And now she says she will prioritize her safety at all times.

His Little Girl had seriously put him in her heart, thought on his behalf, and avoided worrying him.

Kevin’s hand rested on her lower back, and he leaned in to kiss her lips.

Daisy let him kiss her, then said, “I never doubted you.”

“Hm?” Kevin raised his eyebrows in curiosity.

Daisy hooked her finger under his chin and said, “You arrived very fast.”

At that moment, Kevin wished he could fly to her side. Fortunately, the arms inspections in Imperial Capital have always been strict, and various channels have been scrutinizing both openly and secretly.

Especially for outsiders like them, with over a hundred people, the number of guns they could carry would not exceed five.

Moreover, once they fired, it would easily attract attention, so they would not shoot easily.

“Are you still angry?” Daisy asked.

“Can I just ask directly?” Kevin retorted.

“Otherwise?”

Kevin chuckled, “If I said I was still angry, what would you do?”

“Wait for you to calm down on your own.”

Kevin:

Daisy looked at him calmly, speechless.

After a while, Kevin pinched her cheek and said, “Seeing you having a car accident and being injured made me feel both heartache and fear. If I didn’t care about you, I’d really want to hit you twice. Why are you so disobedient?”

Daisy raised her eyebrows.

Although Kevin was smiling and his tone sounded normal and gentle, she could feel that he wasn’t completely over the anger.

Or perhaps, he was really scared.

The incident hadn’t completely sunk in for Kevin yet.

But he was afraid of upsetting her, so he deliberately suppressed it.

Daisy stared at him for a while, glanced at the time on the car’s display, then leaned in again and kissed Kevin.

Kevin raised an eyebrow, watching her closely. He looked at her closed eyes and trembling eyelashes.

Soon, Daisy’s hand covered his eyes.

Kevin laughed softly, stepped back a bit, pulled her hand down, and looked at her with a smile, “Comforting me?”

Daisy looked at him, didn’t say a word, and kissed him again.

This time, as soon as they touched, Kevin took control. His hand tightened on her waist, pulling her into his embrace.

His other hand on her back gradually pressed harder.

It was as if he wanted to hold her tightly against his body.

An amorous atmosphere surrounded them. Daisy’s left hand rested on his shoulder without exerting force, while her right hand clenched his shirt.

From light clenching, it gradually exerted more force.

After a while, Daisy let go of his shirt, her hand slipping down.

Before Kevin’s touch sensed her hand, he heard the sound of her belt’s buckle popping open.

Immediately, he gripped her hand, and his other hand released the pressure on Daisy’s back. His chest heaved lightly. Watching her, he said in a hoarse voice, “Little Girl, what are you doing?”

With a glimmer of tears in her eyes, Daisy half-lowered her gaze toward Kevin, adjusted her breathing, and responded with two words, “Pleasing you.”

Kevin laughed softly, held her hand and kissed it, “This method is a bit too precious.”

“Aren’t you marrying me?” Daisy leaned her forehead against his and said.

Kevin’s Adam’s apple moved up and down, his breathing turned heavy.

“Kevin Clark…” Daisy looked deeply into his eyes. “I am yours.”

A blazing fire lit up in Kevin Clark’s heart, traveled through the blood all over his body, and scorched his brain.

He instantly tightened his arms and kissed her deeply.

Daisy Zane returned to the copilot seat, and the first thing she did was roll down the car window to let in fresh air.

She looked outside the car window, clenching her palms. Kevin Clark used wet wipes to clean her hands; after the coolness faded, there was only burning heat.

Kevin Clark straightened his wrinkled clothes, looked at her blushing ears, and didn’t say anything else. He asked, “Going back to the villa?”

“Do you have a place nearby?” Daisy Zane asked.

“I have one.”

“Go change your clothes,” Daisy Zane said. “Going back to the villa, Uncle Wilton will nag.”

“I need to record a show, too.”

“Mmm.” Daisy Zane looked at him. “Is that not okay?”

“Can I say it’s not okay?”

“You don’t have the right to say it’s not okay anymore.”

Kevin Clark laughed: “Be careful with your hand.”

“Mmm.”

Kevin Clark sent a message on his cell phone, asking someone to prepare lunch and buy clothes. He sent the clothing sizes and then started the car.

Just as they pulled out of the parking space, Daisy Zane said, “How about I drive?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m afraid you’ll get tired.”

Kevin Clark rubbed her head with his hand, “Be good and don’t be mischievous.”

Daisy Zane raised the corner of her mouth and subtly twisted her right wrist.

She almost thought her hands would be crippled today…

Kevin Clark’s place is close to the First Courtyard, a European villa with a large area. It didn’t seem like he visited often.

When they arrived, someone was cooking in the kitchen, and the person who went to the nearest shopping mall to buy clothes hadn’t returned yet.

So after Daisy Zane took a bath, she put on Kevin Clark’s clothes first.

To make bathing easier, she removed all the bandages and pain relief patches.

“Why did you take them off?” After his shower, Kevin Clark changed his clothes, and his hair was still dripping water.

“How else am I supposed to bathe?” Daisy Zane buttoned the last button on her shirt with one hand, “I’ll put them back on.”

Kevin Clark fetched a towel from the restroom and wiped her hair. After her hair was half-dry, he carefully applied medicine, put on the pain relief patches, and bandages.

After finishing, Daisy Zane praised, “Not bad, better than the doctor.”

Kevin Clark laughed and reminded her, “Remember to apply medicine when you go back to school. Be careful with everything. If it hurts, call me, and I’ll come to pick you up.”

“Mmm.”

“Let’s go eat.”

The two went downstairs, and Daisy Zane wore Kevin Clark’s clothes. She rolled up her pant legs and sleeves to her elbows.

The clothes and pants were loose on her, concealing her original figure.

Looking from behind, if one ignored her long hair, they might believe she was a boy.

For a moment, Kevin Clark thought her silhouette looked familiar.

But before he could think further, Daisy Zane sat down at the dining table, and her gaze toward him interrupted his thoughts.

The two sat down, and as the servant served food, they glanced at Daisy Zane several times.

Daisy Zane didn’t mind and ate her meal slowly. After a while, she said, “I suspect someone at the school is monitoring Lucia.”

She had always found it strange why the little girl, after jumping out of such a… remote place, was caught so quickly.

“I’ve had someone looking into it,” Kevin Clark said. “The people from the Lane family following Lucia have been intercepted halfway.”

No wonder she had been waiting for the Lane family, they might have been under surveillance too.