Chapter 42 His Frankness

My heart felt like it got stabbed, pain spreading from my chest.

I wanted to run, scared of Ethan's reaction, but I couldn't move.

"Emily, why aren't you going in?" Frank's voice startled me from behind.

The door opened, and Oliver stood there looking at me.

"Want some oatmeal? There's still some in the kitchen," I said, trying to stay calm.

Oliver walked out, one hand in his pocket. "I'm a bit hungry. Frank, let's go get some oatmeal."

With that, Oliver hooked his arm around Frank's neck, and they went downstairs.

When I walked in, Ethan had already taken off his shirt. I quickly glanced at his strong, bare chest, then looked away. "I made some oatmeal. Not sure if you like it." Ethan leaned back, looking relaxed. "I like whatever you make."

Oliver's earlier words had made me uneasy. I was about to put down the oatmeal and leave, but Ethan said, "Feed me."

I held my breath. He raised his bandaged right hand, showing it was hard for him.

I took a deep breath, sat by the bed, and after blowing on each spoonful, brought the oatmeal to his mouth.

I felt Ethan staring at me the whole time. I didn't dare meet his gaze or look at his body, so I focused on the spoon.

"It's a bit too sweet," he suddenly said.

"Is it?" All my unease and other chaotic emotions shattered.

"Don't believe me? Try it."

I must have lost my mind because I tasted it myself with the same spoon.

After two careful mouthfuls, I said, "It's not sweet."

again, Ethan's eyes were amused,

might have a cleanliness issue, not liking that I used

he grabbed my hand and brought

oatmeal, but he also licked the spoon clean. He held my hand, licking the spoon, his gaze

current was passing from his tongue through the spoon. If he hadn't been holding my hand, I might not have been able to keep the spoon steady. "Emily,"

I was super

of my head, and the bowl in my hand fell

wasn't forceful or domineering; it was gentle.

and I tried to pull away, but Ethan held my head tightly, his tongue exploring

doorway. He must have rushed up

weakened. From resisting to indulging, I felt that even

me for a long time before stopping. When he let go, we looked at each

you like the kiss?" He gave a

was strong and steady, and as I listened, I calmed down. Later, Ethan spoke for a long time, "Emily, everyone has their past. You have yours, and I have mine. Before you came into my life, I didn't like coming home. It felt too empty, too lonely living alone. Do you remember the first time you cooked in the kitchen? I said that seeing a woman cooking in the kitchen suddenly made this place feel like a home. That day, cooking with you, I felt like this was really a home. I love watching you busy in the kitchen with an apron on; it's beautiful." I had to admit, Ethan knew how to talk, or rather, he knew how to please a woman. Just a few words, and I

ordinary life should be like. I really want to spend my

guessed that I overheard his conversation with Oliver, which was why he said

no longer dared to hope

him, but for some reason, I asked a question completely unrelated to the current topic,

whispered hoarsely in my ear, "Not full. How do you plan to feed me?" His hand slipped inside

to twist my words like that. I quickly pushed him away and stood up, awkwardly tucking my hair behind my ear. "Oliver and Frank

to pick up the broken pieces of the bowl, Ethan said, "Be careful with

broom and swept up the pieces,

were sitting on the couch in the living room. When I finished washing the dishes

over, sitting down a short distance from Oliver. "You probably think I'm not good enough for him, right?" I kept

earlier, didn't you? Just forget it. Maybe I

an outstanding man, not lacking in women who like him. Why would

fell silent, the cigarette back in his mouth,

Bella?" I

of conflict. "She said I was a playboy," he laughed self-deprecatingly. "She probably looks down on a

She lacks a sense of security. Unless you truly like her, you should just be friends. I don't want her to get hurt." Oliver flicked the

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