Lust System: Harem Of Beautiful Women Chapter 619 Calm Your Daughter-In-Law

Following a wave of intimate caresses, Nancy's whole body turned utterly limp and feeble, quivering without restraint, tears brimming in her eyes as she whispered, "Luis, why aren't you my husband…"

"Sister, don't overthink it… we're already together."

Luis swiftly planted a kiss on her cheek to soothe her.

"I get Lily a little now…"

"Women can be so self-centered; she harbored those feelings…"

"It's not just because your thing is incredible; it's you, you rascal, who makes women fall so deeply they can't help it…"

Witnessing his sister-in-law so utterly fulfilled yet green with envy to the point of tears, Luis was at a loss for words.

"Rest up a bit…"

"Hold on…"

Right as Luis moved to rise from the bed and dress, Nancy pulled her exhausted, floppy form nearer and clung to his thigh with her arms.

That shaft, still slick with her orgasmic fluids and remnants of semen, was eagerly drawn into the mouth by this elegant, goddess-like beauty for a thorough suck.

In that instant, she truly grasped Chloe's mindset, understanding why that exquisite fairy—equal or superior to her—remained so smitten.

The sheer affection and attentiveness in bed alone fulfilled every woman's dreams. How could anyone resist such warmth?

"Sister, stop overthinking…"

"Just know I love you; that's all that matters."

Luis caressed her cheek tenderly, his heart swelling with emotion and pride.

This arrogant, flamboyant fairy of a sister-in-law had been fully subdued by him. What could top that thrill?

"Tonight, I, I want to head home…"

"Okay…"

After softly reassuring her, Luis dressed and exited the room.

In the living room, Hela sat dazed, her face twitching as she gazed blankly ahead, her expression a mix of conflict—not quite a wry grin.

"That jerk…"

Hela muttered through clenched teeth, her eyes flaring wide.

She was tough in life. If her son cheated with a woman, she'd back him without question.

She understood men's flaws all too well. Having strayed herself, she stayed tolerant.

But her son with a guy? Damn, that was mortifying.

She didn't mind Darlan's view, but exposure would make her a punchline. As the new hospital director, she'd be mocked endlessly.

No chance. She dreaded future twists, but this couldn't erupt into scandal.

Luis emerged first, softly shutting the door. He wouldn't let her glimpse his daughter-in-law nude, blissed out in post-orgasmic haze from relentless pounding and creampies.

"So, how, how did it go!"

Hela stayed put, emotions overwhelming her into stillness.

She seemed bursting with words, yet only sighed deeply, lost for them.

A parent's concern never fades. Even she now suffered pounding headaches. She'd believed her son was on track.

Their infertility could be addressed gradually. With their network and funds, solutions like IVF loomed.

The grandchild dream persisted.

Darlan clung to old ways with his hopes, but her yearning matched his. She'd secretly sought specialists using the couple's records.

The pair had been pragmatic, pinning it mostly on their son.

Now, son with a man—their home invaded. Utter madness.

For Darlan from a strict lineage with one heir, the burden was crushing. Discovery might spark lethal rage toward Daniel.

This vibrant woman, whom Luis knew well even during her punishments.

Her curses and defiance always brimmed with fire.

Now, unyieldingly fierce before, she appeared truly vulnerable and broken. Not even triple-penetrated like a slut had she looked this downcast.

Instinctively, she rested her head on Luis's shoulder, tears glistening faintly.

Luis caught her drift instantly, consoling her warmly, "Hela, set Daniel's reaction aside for now. Don't fixate on unlikely scenarios."

"The key is two steps you crave and can take immediately, with my full support."

"Two steps? Which ones?"

Hela queried, puzzled, eyes teary.

"First, settle your daughter-in-law. Keep it hushed—no leaks to my mother-in-law's kin or your husband."

"Second, youth burns hot. Guide them to discuss rationally."

"Divorce if needed, but not over this. Avoid scandals harming you all."

Hela trembled, raised her gaze to Luis with stunned eyes, voice quaking, "Do, do you believe it's possible!!!"

As mother and mother-in-law, her anxiety peaked.

She knew her son's traits best. His wife was a gorgeous, fiery prize.

Brokering peace, or at least no blowup, was vital—even sans reunion.

Their son's orientation stung deeply. No fix yet; just wry endurance.

Divorce would unleash her son's shrewish in-laws.

Gossip alone would crush. Zester clan thrived, Lin family no pushover.

Plus, her hard-won director role—she refused to be ridiculed.

"I'll give it my all."

"Give it my all" pierced Hela coldly. So empty.

Work drilled such vagueness into her; career folks loathed it.

But Luis read her perfectly. Quietly embracing, hands circling her waist.

He slipped palms beneath her top, then murmured, "My assurance? She won't explode this round. We soothe her, stifle the drama."

"Stir if it must—no proof. Who'd truly know?"

"I poured most into that bar. For cash's sake, they'll show face, yeah?"

"Plus, you know your daughter-in-law's ride…"

"That G-Wagon…"

Hela noticed her bra shoved aside, lush breasts kneaded by his hands.