Chapter 722


    Chapter 722 Pampering


    Za let out a soft hum and didn’t answer. No response? He narrowed his eyes and suddenly


    loosened his grip. “Ah!” Za eximed, hastily giving her answer. “Yes! Yes!”


    Lincoln still firmly held her in his arms, keeping her secure, and then he ced her into the bathtub. His


    hand swiftly removed her damp sunscreen shirt.


    Za quickly held herself tight. “You should go out…” she reached out and pushed him. “I’m just


    pampering my sugar mommy.” Za looked at him, “Pampering, me?” “Isn’t that what I’m doing?”


    His hand had already found its way to her smooth back, effortlessly unsping the hook. Za was


    taken aback by his confident movements. Little did she know, that night he struggled with it… in the


    end, the ck bra was torn apart by him.


    The steam filled the air, enveloping the entire bathroom in a misty haze, while the water in the bathtub


    continued to overflow. Satiated and content, it was already dark outside. Za feltpletely limp,


    unable to muster any strength. “Are you appeased now?”


    He whispered softly in her ear. Za sank into the bed, turning her head away in anger, refusing to pay


    him any attention.


    He knew she was upset, so he kissed her ear and said again, “I’ve been abstinent for nearly thirty


    years, and now that I’ve indulged, you should at least understand and forgive me.”


    Upon hearing these words, Za immediately felt wide awake. Her beautiful eyes widened in


    astonishment as she looked at him.Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    Though she still couldn’t exert any force, that… that short sentence contained a wealth of information.


    She blinked her eyes and unconsciously lowered her gaze… Then, she burst outughing.


    Seeing herughter so charming, Lincoln pinched her nose and said, “You want me to pamper you


    again?” That kind of pampering was not what she had in mind! She had fallen for it!


    Za recalled the scene in the bathroom just now, being in the cramped bathtub, then being lifted out


    of the water, pressed against the wall, and finally being ced on the sink. She immediately


    suppressed her smile, closed her eyes, and pretended to be tired.


    He chuckled softly, caressed her head gently, and tucked her in with a quilt. Just as he was about to


    turn and leave, Za reached out and hooked her finger around his.


    “Mr. Nash, I know now.” Know what? “You’re a virgin.” With those words, Za quickly let go, turned


    her back, and pretended to be asleep under the quilt.


    Lincoln chuckled, purposely taking a few steps forward, leaning down, and calmly whispered in her


    ear… “Ms. Vargas, I also know now.”


    Za’s face turned red. After that night, she had seen the bedsheets hanging on the balcony… Her


    heart started to race, thumping wildly like a group of deer joyfully dancing. Lincoln walked towards the


    room’s exit.


    The inn was small, and now they had it all to themselves, with only the four of them residing there.


    Theodore and Scarlet were already dining on the ground floor. When they saw Lincoln, but not Za,


    they immediately asked, “Where’s Za?” “She’s asleep.”


    Theodore responded, “It’s only six o’clock… When did Za be such a heavy sleeper?” Scarlet


    didn’t say anything, but she noticed the bite mark on Lincoln’s neck.


    She had been worried that her daughter might repeat her mistakes, but over the past few days, her


    opinion had shifted towards Lincoln. She believed he was the one who had a tough life.


    “If she’s tired, let her sleep. Let’s eat first,” Scarlet spoke up. Theodore agreed, “Lincoln, you must be


    hungry too. Come and join us for a meal.” Lincoln nodded and took his seat.


    The dinner was enjoyable, and Theodore poured a few drinks for Lincoln. It wasn’t wine, but… tequ.


    “Can you handle it?” Theodore waved the bottle in his hand. “I can.”


    “It’s great to have a dependable future son-inw who can join me for a few drinks. Unlike that brat


    Stephen, and Za, neither of them can handle their liquor. It’s quite embarrassing,”


    Theodore remarked. Upon mentioning Stephen, Lincoln’s hand holding the ss paused for a moment.


    However, it was just a brief pause, and he quickly resumed as if nothing had happened.


    Scarlet advised Theodore to drink less and went upstairs. After a day of fun, everyone was naturally


    tired. After dinner, Lincoln went up to the second-floor terrace.