Addicted After Marriage: Marrying My Abstinent Boss-Chapter 218: Staying Up Late and Waking Early for Love

Chapter 218: Chapter 218: Staying Up Late and Waking Early for Love

In the dim light, beads of sweat reflected on his forehead.

Hugh felt the scorching fingertips tracing the waist dampened by sweat, leaving a tickling sensation that made him breathe lightly.

"Still panting?" He smiled, his voice wrapped in amusement, and leaned down to plant a small kiss on her corner lip, "Who was it that said don’t stop just now?"

Warm breaths brushed against the hollow of her collarbone, causing her to curl her toes instinctively.

"Ethan, you’re getting bolder every day." Hugh’s face still had traces of satisfaction, cheeks flushed pink, yet he couldn’t help but curse him as a beast.

"The beast just made you happy, admit it."

He slowly got up, picked her up, sat on the sofa, carefully tidied her dress, and then draped his coat over her.

Hugh rose to leave, but Ethan clasped his hands around her waist, preventing her from moving.

"Trying to escape?" He frowned.

Hugh sneered coldly, "Otherwise, do you expect a tip? At this pace, a hundred bucks tops."

He chuckled softly, the vibration in his chest resonating through the disheveled shirt like a stone cast into the lake, creating gentle ripples in the heart.

If it were at home, Ethan wouldn’t let her be so cheeky.

Dare to say he’s short-timed?

"Let’s go back and research my worth later." He paused, asking, "How much do you want to give?"

Hugh saw a hint of playful banter in his demeanor.

The grip on her waist tightened slowly.

His scorching breath steadily closed in.

Hugh reached out to grip his neck, pulling apart the distance between them, his prominent Adam’s apple sliding in her palm, emanating heat.

She seemed to hear a faint muffled sound from the man.

"Until Sophia’s matter is resolved, don’t expect me to treat you well!"

"Then what was my effort just now for..." Ethan feigned grievance.

"Like bed linen."

"?" Use it and toss it?

Bed linen, huh, whose bed linen is so upscale, seeking positions automatically?

"Mr. Sterling got caught in Tim’s trick; that’s not true, seeing isn’t necessarily believing." Ethan explained.

This matter is indeed tricky now, Zane can’t prove his innocence, and now Tim has somehow lost him, it’s lucky Zane hasn’t beaten him yet.

"Whether it’s true or not doesn’t matter to me; what matters is Sophia’s displeasure, she’s unhappy, I am unhappy, and if she’s unhappy with Zane, he’s wrong! So are you!"

Hugh angrily got off him, flung the coat on his shoulders at Ethan.

Seeing the kiss marks on her shoulder, she yanked the coat back, draping it over herself.

She left a harsh remark, "As long as this matter isn’t resolved, don’t think about finding me!"

"If I don’t seek you, you can come find me if you miss me, how about that?" Ethan rested on the sofa, watching this lady’s tantrum.

"You..."

Hugh simmered with anger, cheeks flushed, and left the private room.

Why couldn’t she hold back just now?

Ethan got up and pulled her by the wrist, drawing her into his territory.

Hugh was startled by the sudden embrace.

This embrace wasn’t like before; now he carried warmth, attachment, even his hands carried no force, only tightly holding her in his arms.

"Tell Sophia, Zane can be salvaged, he’s not tainted, let her rest assured, it’s just a rumor needing the person involved to clear. I’ll do my best to speed it up."

Ethan’s words eased Hugh’s mind, stopping her struggle.

He rarely laid out a matter seriously; this time, he was earnest.

Today, he was exceptionally gentle, inexplicably reassuring, seeming like a different person after returning from abroad.

"I’ve had enough of your sweet talk, stop feigning pity with me, better do something serious with that time."

Hugh still didn’t give him a good look, turned to leave, as she turned, her lips curved subtly.

As Ethan saw Zane receiving a call from Hugh scolding him down the line, he knew his romance line with Hugh was about to be abruptly cut off by her.

If Sophia’s matter isn’t handled well, Hugh probably won’t bother with him this lifetime.

Besides, Sophia is also like family to him; he absolutely can’t stand by in such a matter.

He’s been with Zane for so many years; he knows exactly what kind of person Zane is.

Even if Zane did something wrong, Ethan would chop off his willy immediately.

*

Zane returned to headquarters, and Harry called Jonah.

Jonah didn’t come, but Cecilia did, bringing along a male doctor.

"Sorry Mr. Sterling, father drank too much tonight, inconvenient to come, he asked me to come." Cecilia felt a bit embarrassed.

Zane glanced up slightly, his voice deepened with a hum, saying nothing further.

He stripped the clothes, revealing a scraped-off scar.

Cecilia frowned slightly.

The wound was almost healed, but the scraped-off scar seemed more brutal now.

"How did it happen?" She asked while taking out herbal powder.

Before coming, Harry already explained, knowing this man probably wasn’t very obedient, brought quick healing powder, so he could hurt more to learn self-care. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Got bumped by something."

Cecilia laughed, "I think staying up late regularly not sleeping, not resting well, still moving a lot, otherwise the wound wouldn’t stay the same for so long."

"..." Harry pursed his lips, nodded slightly, said nothing.

Doctors are just doctors, pinpointing the cause immediately.

Say a few more words.

Make Zane listen; otherwise, early next morning, he’ll have to get up at five with the boss, making ramens for Mrs. Sterling.

Not just Zane, even he, accompanying, suffered collateral damage.

Zane stays up for love early mornings.

Harry is forced to learn for paycheck, unable to endure anymore.

Seeing Zane’s quietness, Cecilia instructed the male doctor beside her on applying medicine, then stood by the side.

"Best not wear clothes either, letting the wound breathe, not keep stuffy; old wounds yet healed, new ones appear, when get infected, I’ll bring forceps to clean it."

Having spoken, she left the room, softly closing the door.

The male doctor applied medicine.

Zane’s hands gripped the sheets tight, sweat beading on his forehead, temples throbbing with veins slightly bulging.

The male doctor offered him painkillers, he refused, Cecilia didn’t prepare any, didn’t even bring them.

Cecilia heard a rumor he was ’cheating’ thus beaten; she certainly didn’t pity such a filthy man, best suffer immensely.

She pulled out her phone, sent a photo to Miles.

[Here’s your good brother.]

Miles replied immediately after seeing the message: [What are you trying to say?]

[You went abroad overnight on my birthday, for this man? Does he qualify as your brother?]

Miles: [Nothing to do with you.]

[Talking with someone like you is simply unreasonable!]

Cecilia turned off the screen.

Miles and Cecilia were in an arranged marriage, having no emotional basis, only connection is Miles’s grandfather was an old friend of Cecilia’s grandfather; plus, Miles interacted with Jonah during military days, their matters were settled by elders.

Cecilia respected elders’ opinions, always obedient, Miles was aloof and indifferent.

They’ve been loosely together for about three months, in-between Miles found various reasons, left by himself during meetings, Cecilia accepted all.

This seemed to be Cecilia’s first time getting so angry.