Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother
Chapter 379
Chapter 378: Cathy And Vincent
Vincent stepped out of the car and looked up at the apartment building, its windows glowing under the starry sky.
Back after so long... but it feels like I’m finally home.
He entered the building, took the elevator, and headed upstairs. After punching in the password, he stepped inside the apartment and casually made his way to the kitchen, feeling thirsty.
Just as he reached the entrance, a woman wrapped in a bath towel—with her wet hair bundled up in another towel—was pulling out a water bottle.
"You never stop seducing me, do you?" he commented, making the woman jump in fright.
"What the hell?" Cathy gasped, placing a hand over her heart. She hadn’t even realized when he’d entered the apartment. "What are you doing here?"
Ignoring her question, he walked over to the fridge and pulled out a water bottle. "Just because I was gone for a while, you seem to have forgotten I live here too."
"I thought you were gone for good," she said, stepping farther away from him.
He took a sip, then looked at her, giving her a head-to-toe glance. "Tsk. You haven’t improved at all. You’ve dropped to a solid six. Not even slightly seduced."
"I’d rather die a virgin than seduce an ugly, silver-haired deer like you," she snapped, visibly angry and ready to slap the arrogance out of him. "What’s wrong with my body? I’m a ten—it’s your vision that’s deteriorated."
Unfazed by her fury, he placed the empty bottle aside and rummaged through the fridge. "You better hold that towel tight and spare my eyes from the trauma of seeing your not-so-appealing naked body."
"You—!" She looked down, saw her towel slightly loosened, and quickly tightened it—only to notice him pulling out the ice cream pack she had saved for herself.
"That’s mine..." she said, annoyed.
He looked at the pack in his hand. "And now it’s mine," he said, walking out of the kitchen without another glance.
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Cathy wanted to snatch it back but realized her current state. She rushed to her bedroom, threw off the towels, and quickly slipped into her pajamas.
"That bastard dares to eat my ice cream," she muttered and hurried out of the room, determined to grab it back before he finished it all.
By the time she reached the drawing room, Vincent was sitting comfortably on the sofa, legs stretched out on the center table, enjoying the ice cream while watching TV.
She crept up from behind the sofa, ready to snatch it from his hands—but the moment her hands reached out, one of them was caught in a firm grip. In the next second, she was flipped over as if she weighed nothing and landed flat on the sofa.
"If it had been a stranger," she heard him say coolly, "you’d have landed straight on the center table and come out with your back broken for life. Be thankful you landed on the sofa."
She lifted her head and glared at him angrily.
Getting up, she stood in front of him, deliberately blocking his view of the TV.
disturbing my relaxing time," he said calmly, putting another spoonful of ice cream into
I need it after drinking, or I
put the last spoonful of ice cream in his mouth. "It’s already finished," he said, showing her
disbelief. "That was half a kilo! Are you a snow monster to eat it
predators are around, you’ve got to eat fast before your food gets snatched," he said, holding the
the ice cream shops would be closed—no home deliveries either. It was freaking past
attending Natalie’s party, she’d gone out drinking with Mia, and now...
snapped, eyes slightly moist as she turned to go back to her room. "Bastard..." she muttered, storming off, unleashing
the empty container in his hands, then frowned as her tear-filled
thought, pulling out his phone and making a quick call to his people. After giving some orders, he returned
minutes later, the
at the door at this hour? Must be someone
a
in bed, her wet hair—she had skipped drying due to her frustration
like someone’s asking to
out of bed and walked into the drawing room, only to find it
doorbell rang again, and she flung the door open. "What
this
the man in casual clothes—a T-shirt and trousers—holding a few familiar-looking boxes inside a transparent
he
the ice cream packs in her hands, then slowly
glancing toward the closed door of the guest room. "That jerk seems to have some humanity
to the kitchen, she muttered, "A man who tortures a woman by eating her favorite ice cream and
and plopped down on the sofa—finally enjoying her ice cream
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Vincent stepped into the drawing room, stretching as he tried to shake
and various gift boxes were stacked on the wooden platform above the shoe rack—some even
out of her room, already dressed and ready to
have to go this far to thank and impress
done admiring them, throw them out. The
echoed, walking toward the gifts
she said flatly. "And this apartment building seems to
the
to be met with an excited
my god! We didn’t expect you to finally open the door instead of that sulky woman! We can finally see
in school uniforms stood before him, holding flowers
I’ve been tolerating you girls for the sake of not upsetting the young, accepting the trash you
shrank back
smoothly, flashing them a small smile. "You should hurry—don’t be
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