After Being Poisoned, I Kissed the Wild CEO

Late at night, I had quietly snuck into Liam's prayer room. I swear, eating those poisonous mushrooms had nothing to do with trying to get close to him!

As for why I happened to be at the vegetarian restaurant that Liam often visits, it was simply because my family owns that restaurant.

Lately, I had gotten tired of eating rich foods and wanted something fresh, like mushrooms, to cleanse my stomach.

Who would have thought I'd end up literally getting my stomach pumped ... I felt helpless about the whole thing too.

As for the accusation from netizens that I had tried to lure Liam, I wasn't even worthy of that. The reason was that I had been married to Liam for four years and I had never even gotten close to him.

I had originally been the most low-profile crazy-rich princess in the Louisiana circle, hiding my identity while insisting on breaking into the entertainment industry on my own.

One of my father's close friends was an oracle who predicted that I'd have a life full of disasters. He suggested my father find someone to help ward them off.

The oracle said I was too flirtatious, always getting into trouble and recommended that I follow Liam, practice fasting, become vegetarian to learn to hold my lust and recite Bible scriptures to cleanse myself of worldly desires.

Ever since I and Liam registered our marriage, my family had built a special prayer room for him. Except for handling necessary business or attending important meetings, he spent almost all of his time in that room, devoted to his spiritual practice.

As for me and Liam, we barely said a word to each other. He focused on his work and spiritual cultivation, while I focused on my small career in the entertainment industry and indulging in food, drink and fun.

For the entire four years of our marriage, we never crossed paths. Forget anything beyond a kiss, we hadn't even touched each other's hands, not even on our wedding day.

Out of concern for my status as a small-time actress in the entertainment industry, we didn't even hold a proper wedding. We just got the marriage certificate and Liam moved into my home.

Though Liam came from an illustrious family, he was only a late-recognized illegitimate son, so the Donovan family didn't pay much attention to him.

Plus, with his lifelong devotion to Christianity, priests from various churches praised him for his Christian affinity and his father saw him as different from ordinary people, preferring to keep a distance from him.

I remember when I first met Liam, I actually found him quite likable. But after spending some time with him, I realized he was far too cold and devoid of emotions or desires, so I kept my distance.

The prayer room was dimly lit, with the constant sound of religious songs and prayer humming. The faint scent of rose wafted through the air.

I tiptoed like a thief, sneaking closer.

***

Liam knelt in front of the chapel altar, his back straight and graceful, his muscles barely visible but full of strength.

I couldn't help but think of what my best friend Beverly had said, "How do you manage to stay so detached from such a beauty? Liam's body and face are even better than the male stars in the entertainment industry. How do you two manage to stay as virgin as roommates year after year?"

Every time I saw Beverly's anguished expression, I would wail along with her. Did I not want to? No. The one who was detached and indifferent was him. Whenever I looked at him for more than a moment, it felt like I was desecrating him.

However, as I tiptoed closer, I saw that Liam was holding a photo of a girl in his left hand, while his right hand holding a cross necklace.

His long, elegant fingers were mesmerizing as they moved across the smooth, shinning necklace. The sight was quite impactful.

Influenced by my parents, I also believed in Christianity. Since childhood, I practiced fasting on each month and going to church to pray sincerely.

Just as I was leaning in to get a closer look at the girl in the photo, Liam suddenly opened his eyes. Caught by his deep, dark gaze, I stepped back in fright. He quickly hid the photo.

"So, you have a woman you like, huh? You should have told me earlier, Liam. Come on, spill the gossip, who do you like? Need my help to chase after her?" I said lightly, pretending to be carefree, though there was a hint of bitterness in my heart.

How strange. What's wrong with me? I never paid much attention to Liam, we always kept to our own affairs.

Why did I feel uncomfortable knowing that Liam had a woman he likes? Oh, I got it.

It was because, after all, I was Liam's wife in name. He didn't have to love me, but if he loved someone else while being married to me, that made him a scumbag, right? Yes, I was just upset that I had realized today he's actually a jerk.

"No need," Liam replied, as always, sparing his words.

"What kind of person is she? Have I met her?" I boldly sat down next to him.

He paused for a moment, then looked at me and nodded.

"Is she ... someone from the entertainment industry?" I probed further.

He nodded again.

"Then ... when I got poisoned by mushrooms, danced on your lap and got us both trending, did I mess things up for you? Should I explain things to her? How about I pay to have the trending topic removed?"