Chapter 225


    Ethan leaned over and whispered in her ear, “We’re good then, right?”


    His deep voice made J shiver, and goose bumps rose on her skin.


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    She narrowed her eyes at him. “Don’t push your luck.”


    “Well, what more would it take? I’ve been out in the cold for days, and it’s been so long since Ist


    kissed you.” Ethan’s gaze fixed on her lips as he said this. He braced his arms on either side of her


    waist, careful not to touch the infusion tube attached to her hand.


    J stiffened as he tried to draw closer. If she just let him off after a bout of flirting, he might think she


    was an easy woman.


    “There’s something I want to ask you,” she said, her tone chilly. “Did Charis ever have a boyfriend while


    she was abroad?”


    Considering her background, Charis was more than worthy of a match with the most outstanding man


    any city had to offer. There was a distinctly huge gap between her social status and Ethan’s, so why


    was she so devoted to him?


    This question was burning a hole in the back of J’s mind, but she didn’t want to ask Ethan directly


    for fear of hurting his self-esteem.


    Ethan blew out a small sigh and pulled back. It appeared that he wouldn’t be able to kiss his wife this


    time, either. “We didn’t stay in contact after she left, so I never really had a way of knowing.”


    J seemed to rx at that, but she didn’t seem particrly pleased at all. She nced at the fruits


    sitting on the side table and pouted. “I’d like to eat some fruit.”


    Ethan followed the direction of her gaze and smiled. “Anything for you, honey.”


    As he said so, he was already walking towards the table. He picked up an apple and the paring knife


    that came with the fruits. J wasn’t entirely mollify just yet, and he was more than happy to attend to


    her needs, no matter how trifling they were.


    His deft fingers went to work on the apple. Soon enough, a long, winding strip of apple peel was


    dangling from his hands.


    J watched him in silence. This charming man was just so damn good at everything he did.


    Ethan sliced the peeled apples and put them in a te, carrying it back to the hospital bed. “You should


    eat some porridge, too. It should have cooled down to the perfect temperature by now.”


    A blush crept into J’s cheeks. In a bid to hide it, she huffed and reached for the te of apple


    slices, only for Ethan to pull back and hold it high above her head. “Won’t you call me honey first?”


    “Forget it, then! You can eat those yourself!” J shot him a re before scoffing and turning away.


    Ethan’s lips stretched into a knowing smile.


    He ced the te on herp, then reached out and squeezed her burning ear lobe. Before she could


    tell him off for it, he had already stolen a peck on one of her rosy cheeks. “I was just teasing. You can’t


    even take a joke, my grumpy little wife. Take your time. I’ll be outside, so just holler if you need


    anything.”


    And then he was striding across the room and out into the corridor outside, closing the door behind


    him.


    Ethan was so infuriatingly smooth, and he could always drive her to a loss without much effort.


    J looked down at the te on herp and began to eat. He was treating her so well. If she had to


    be honest, she didn’t have the heart to make things more difficult for him.


    Luckily, J wasn’t seriously ill. Her fever broke on the same day, and she was discharged the next


    morning, all cleared to return to work.


    The moment she was back in the office, she tried toe up with the most ideal way to deal with Kent.


    J didn’t have to ponder too long, however, because Tiffany soon sent her a notice saying that


    Perkins Bank had changed their representative. Kent was no longer the person in charge of the project.