Chapter 522


    After Joseph entered the elevator carrying Christina, Benjamin finally looked up and eximed, “Oh


    my, Mr. Turner is quite daring. He got the sister-inw drunk and took her down directly.”


    Ethan stepped into the room and began to retrieve his suitcase. “Keep it down. It’s snowing outside,”


    he kindly reminded Benjamin.


    Benjamin hushed as expected and proceeded to get the luggage. “The sister-inw has quite a lot of


    things. She has so many boxes alone.”


    Ethan thought there would be even more in the uing days.


    Joseph brought Christina to his suite. He stood in the master bedroom and asked for Christina’s


    preference. “Which room would you like to sleep in?”


    Christina raised her head and looked around, wrapped in the nket like a silkworm baby. “Sleep


    separately?”


    “Ms. Yamin, you’re overthinking. Remember what I said? The master bedroom. The bed in the master


    bedroom is big. Don’t you like arger bed?”


    He was indeed speaking sincerely but behaving like a hooligan. There was a discrepancy between his


    words and actions. Without hesitation, he ced Christina on the bed in the master bedroom, which


    was the bed he had been using. “The bedsheets were changedst night. Do you want to change


    them?”


    Christina questioned why he sought her opinion, considering their prior intimacy, and why she ced


    significance on something as small as a nket.


    She red at Joseph, conveying that his question was unnecessary. She promptly tossed the nket


    brought over onto the floor and slipped into his nket. The duvet cover was gray and rather dull.


    Joseph didn’t get angry. Instead, he smiled, finding it endearing. The door was knocked, most likely


    Ethan bringing the suitcase. Joseph turned to open the door, closing the master bedroom door. Ethan


    maneuvered the luggage inside.


    He almost covered her eyes. “Mr. Turner, I’ll leave first.”


    “Well, don’te looking for me tomorrow morning.”


    “Yes, Mr. Turner,” he replied. Internally, he pondered that this instruction was unnecessary, given that


    he could deduce it from the current situation.


    Benjamin didn’t even have a chance to get close to the door. Ethan blocked his way and stood behind.


    He grabbed the luggage in Benjamin’s hand and pushed it into the room.


    Joseph pushed the three pieces of luggage back into the master bedroom and set them aside. He


    asked the woman staring at him, “Do you need me to help you shower?”


    Christina was wrapped in Joseph’s nket. He shrugged his shoulders, indicating that there was no


    need.


    Although she wasn’t pretentious, she still needed to wear some clothes. She couldn’t go in and out


    without them or remain naked in the room. “Mr. Turner, could you assist me in finding a set of


    pajamas?”


    “Okay, which box?” As soon as he said that, Joseph felt there was no need to go through so much


    trouble. He still had to take it offter. Just as he squatted down, he stood up again.


    Without uttering a word, he stood beside Christina, raised the nket, and scooped her up. Christina


    was momentarily taken aback, not expecting this. The next moment, Joseph’s words caused her ears


    to turn crimson. “There’s no need to go through so much trouble. It’ll save you troubleter.”


    It would be a lie to say that she was not embarrassed. At this moment, Christina was naked. This guy


    probably had some particr fetish “Have you always been so domineering?”


    Joseph carried her quickly and walked into the bathroom with a smile. “I’ll be more domineering in this


    matter. Ms. Yamin, please forgive me.”


    Christina had to think twice about the meaning behind Joseph’s words.


    Joseph stood at the door and asked the woman hiding in his arms, “Do you like to take a bath or a


    shower?”


    The two of them took a shower together. Christina had yet quite to get used to it. “Let’s make it quick,”


    she thought, wanting to expedite things.


    In the end, Christina seemed to be overthinking. It could not be fast at all. Just as Joseph had said, the


    time in the future would only be long and not short.


    When he came out again, it was already two hourster. At first, he was seriously helping Christina


    take a bath. However, in the end, he changed the direction of the shower, and time passed.


    She was gently ced under the nket and no longer needed to wear pajamas. Joseph liked


    Christina’s back. Soon, the man


    lifted the nket andy down. He hugged her from behind and kissed her back.


    Christina turned around from his arms as if he was dreaming. He reached out and pinched Joseph’s


    chin. “Mr. Turner, you seem to be addicted.”


    She smiled charmingly.


    Joseph lowered his gaze and looked at the redness on the woman’s face that had yet to dissipate. It


    was very seductive. He also smiled and retracted his grip on her waist. “Then do you want me to be


    addicted or not?”


    Christina’s hands were not very obedient. From her chin to the abdominal muscles on his chest, her


    sharp red nails followed the lines on his chest down, making Joseph’s heart itch. He was not in a hurry


    to rush her, even if he could not hear her


    answer.


    His gaze followed Christina’s fingertips, and finally looked away at Christina’s neck and the love mark


    on her chest. Her hand stopped at the edge of her pants, and her lips curled into a smile. “It seems


    alright to be the antidote, but Mr. Turner needs to be controlled. The antidote is very precious.”


    “Okay, I’ll try my best.” Joseph suddenly called her, “Christina.”


    Christina looked up at the handsome man with confusion in her eyes.


    With a faint smile and a sense of aplishment, he said, “I need to wear a high cor tomorrow.”


    Christina subconsciously touched her neck and lowered her gaze to look at her chest. It was red and


    irregr.


    She feared her nails were too long and did not dare scratch him. She could only grab the nket.


    Damn it, he did not show


    any mercy.


    She patted his arm angrily and red at him. Joseph smiled and helped her tidy her hair that had fallen


    to her chest. “Go to sleep. I’ll be careful next time. It’s quitete.”


    Joseph was not the only one who was addicted. Christina also liked Joseph’s gentleness. She hid in


    his arms as if she had found the safest ce.


    Joseph was content. He appreciated Christina’sck of affectation, natural demeanor, maturity, and


    way of thinking.


    At noon the following day.


    On the Roberts family’s side, Ava slept until 10:30 a.m. before rousing Frank from bed. She didn’t


    expect Frank to be even better at sleeping than she was..


    He said he would stay with Ava while she slept. However, when Ava woke up, Frank was still fast


    asleep, deeply lost in slumber. Rose had been calling from downstairs for quite some time.


    Eventually, Frank said, “Don’t pregnant women need their rest?”


    Ava couldn’t respond to Frank, so she had to wake him up. Helpless, she called out to him, and he had


    no choice but to throw off the nket and get up swiftly.


    Ava found the toothpaste and toothbrush ready as she walked to the bathroom. Frank had already


    washed his face and was waiting with a towel.


    Ava habitually picked up her toothbrush and applied toothpaste. She smiled happily, wondering what


    had transpired between her brother and the lovely sisterst night. She asked incoherently with


    toothpaste in her mouth, “Brother, was there anything that happened yesterday?”


    Frank understood the gist. “Brush your teeth first. We’ll talkter.”


    “Oh.” Ava turned around and brushed her teeth attentively and swiftly, starting to rinse her mouth


    instantly.


    Toothpaste dripped down her chin. Frank picked up a towel and wiped it for her. He said, “If you’re


    curious, call Big Brother in the afternoon and ask.”


    With her long eyshes fluttering like tiny fans, her eyes were filled with confusion. She didn’t react


    immediately, “Why is it afternoon? Can’t I askter?”


    Frank held her chin with one hand and gently wiped her face. He was careful, afraid of hurting her.


    “Why were you sleeping


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    “I was so happyst night that I stayed upte,” she said self-righteously.


    Frank acted like an old mother, patting her cheeks and tying her hair. When it came to tying hair,


    whether it was Edward or Hackett, there was probably no one who couldpare to him.


    Fishbone hair, ponytails, and braids were all gone.


    However, Trevon was secretly learning to braid. They might be able topare in the future.


    After a while, a high ponytail was tied up. “Let’s go have lunch.”


    Ava walked ahead, her heart filled with joy, and her steps naturally light and sprightly. However, she still


    held onto the


    handrail, remembering Frank’s reminder.


    Rose sat downstairs, eating an orange. When she saw the person descending the stairs, she nced


    at her brother disdainfully. “Could you be anyter? I’ve been waiting for you for an hour.”


    Frank looked at Edward, sitting beside him, seriously peeling an orange. “Don’t pregnant women need


    their rest nowadays?”


    Rose retorted, “Pregnant women need rest and should wake up early. Who’s like you? Ava, control my


    brother’s bad habits.”


    “Ah, it’s not what you think. We were chattingst night. My brother got a girlfriend, and I was so


    excited, so I ended up chatting with Frank. That’s why I stayed upte and overslept. It’s just like that,”


    she exined.


    All of a sudden, Rose sensed she might be missing some critical information. She was holding onto


    Edward’s arm, fidgeting. She was about to remove her shoes and sit cross-legged on the sofa when


    Edward halted her. “Keep your legs down. Bear


    with it.”


    Rose met Edward’s gaze and acquiesced. She was used to taking off her shoes and sitting cross-


    legged as soon as she got


    home.


    She had forgotten that she was pregnant.


    She put her legs down and asked in shock, “Who did you say is pregnant? Ah, no, I’m pregnant. Who


    did you say has a girlfriend?”


    Ava sat on the sofa beside him, searching for their parents and Grace. Edward could tell Ava was


    looking for someone. He said, “Dad, Mom, Uncle, and Auntie are in the courtyard. Mom got someone


    to build a garden. Dad is overseeing the work.”


    Recalling it, Grace mentioned a few days ago about building a garden so that there would be things to


    keep Mom busy when shees over. She acted swiftly. It’s only the first month of the year. Indeed,


    Grace lived up to expectations.


    Frank chose not to sit on the sofa but leanedzily against the door, observing the four individuals in


    the courtyard. William was the busiest, directing tasks and asionally receiving res from Grace.


    The mother-inw smiled gently from the side, clearly showing her happiness. Lunch was still a bit


    early. So it might take longer. Frank turned and headed for the kitchen calling out to his sister, “Do you


    want some milk?”


    Rose declined, “No, I’m eating melon. I’m busy.


    Since she declined, Frank didn’t insist. He knew there was someone beside him who would take care


    of her. He poured a ss of pure milk for the little girl and warmed it up.


    Walking outside with excitement, the atmosphere was lively and bustling. Rose was exhrated, as if


    she had just missed out on more than 20 million dors,


    Edward gently reminded her, “Take it easy, don’t get too worked up. Put your legs down.” Due to her


    excitement, Rose had subconsciously raised her legs.


    After Edward’s reminder, Rose put her legs down again.


    Frank held a ss of milk and offered it to Ava. “Have some milk first. Do you even have a clue about


    your condition while being pregnant? Do you consider yourself a brooding hen, expecting toy eggs


    tomorrow?”


    Edward was left utterly speechless by this description. It struck him as amusing to liken a pregnant


    woman to a brooding hen, anticipatingying eggs the next day.