The Secret Successor

CHAPTER 120

Russell woke up shivering and realized that he had actually slept on the couch. He surely didn’t expect that he’d sleep on the couch the very first night after marriage.

“You finally woke up,” Kyra’s icy voice reached him. She was sitting on the bed and was no longer in her wedding gown. She was wearing regular clothes now. It was a sparkling blue dress that was pretty attractive. “You should freshen up quickly. We’ll be going out on a honeymoon for three days.”

Russell’s face lit up. He immediately stood like a spring chicken. “D-Did I hear it correctly? W-We’re going on a honeymoon?”

“Don’t overthink,” Kyra said with a plain face. “We’re only going on a honeymoon to fool the public. It’s a mandatory thing newly wed couples do, right? That’s what my mom said. Still, we won’t be touching each other on this honeymoon.”

Russell’s shoulders flailed. He had always imagined the honeymoon being a time of sexual bliss where the husband and wife wouldn’t want to be apart from each other even