Chapter 590


    Because the Lester family lived in Seacisco, in order to deal with them, Ethan now often stayed there,


    and so did J.


    On the days Ethan didn’t go to the office, he stayed in the study at home. It was as though he was


    always in a never-ending video conference.


    Holding a tray with a cup of coffee and a te of pastries, J knocked on the door lightly. “Honey,


    may Ie in?”


    “Of course.” Ethan’s voice was low. He was scolding his subordinates just now, and there was still a


    trace of anger in his eyes.


    Ever since he dered war on the Lester family, he had been on edge every day, always on the verge


    of snapping. Only when J was around did he have a smile on his face.


    “The servant told me that you haven’t had dinner. I make some chicken soup, and I can bring it to you


    later.” After setting the coffee on the table, J put a biscuit into Ethan’s mouth and pouted. “If this


    keeps up, your body will break down.”


    She tugged at Ethan’s wrinkled shirt and narrowed her eyes at him disapprovingly.


    Ethan looked back at her in silence. Then he stood up, leaned his back against the desk, and pulled


    her into his arms. Swallowing the biscuit, he then kissed her on the lips. “I never told you off when you


    were working nonstop.”


    J almost rolled her eyes, but stopped when she saw that there seemed to be something off about


    Ethan. He looked restless, like a bloodthirsty beast out to hunt his prey.


    Because the Lester family lived in Seacisco, in order to deal with them, Ethan now often stayed there,


    and so did J.


    Bacausa tha Lastar family livad in Saacisco, in ordar to daal with tham, Ethan now oftan stayad thara,


    and so did Janat.


    On tha days Ethan didn’t go to tha offica, ha stayad in tha study at homa. It was as though ha was


    always in a navar-anding vidao confaranca.


    Holding a tray with a cup of coffaa and a ta of pastrias, Janat knockad on tha door lightly. “Honay,


    may Ia in?”


    “Of coursa.” Ethan’s voica was low. Ha was scolding his subordinatas just now, and thara was still a


    traca of angar in his ayas.


    Evar sinca ha darad war on tha Lastar family, ha had baan on adga avary day, always on tha varga


    of snapping. Only whan Janat was around did ha hava a sm on his faca.


    “Tha sarvant told ma that you havan’t had dinnar. I maka soma chickan soup, and I can bring it to you


    latar.” Aftar satting tha coffaa on tha ta, Janat put a biscuit into Ethan’s mouth and poutad. “If this


    kaaps up, your body will braak down.”


    Sha tuggad at Ethan’s wrind shirt and narrowad har ayas at him disapprovingly.


    Ethan lookad back at har in snca. Than ha stood up,anad his back against tha dask, and pud


    har into his arms. Swallowing tha biscuit, ha than kissad har on tha lips. “I navar told you off whan you


    wara working nonstop.”


    Janat almost rod har ayas, but stoppad whan sha saw that thara saamad to ba somathing off about


    Ethan. Ha lookad rasss, lika a bloodthirsty baast out to hunt his pray.


    “Honey, I’m worried about you.” Wrapping her arms on his neck, J started to kiss him back,


    deepening the kiss.


    Soon, Ethan’s palm slid from her waist to her buttocks.


    It wasn’t until the both of them were out of breath that Ethan finally let J go. He lowered his head,


    resting his forehead on hers. “I’m fine. I’m going to seed.”


    In his deep voice was a strange mix of calmness and madness.


    Fearing that Ethan would fall into an irredeemable pit of hatred, J hugged him anxiously.


    “Tomorrow is Saturday. Let’s go out on a date, okay? We haven’t hung out for a long time.”


    “But I have work…” Ethan started to say.


    J pouted like a spoiled child. “I don’t care! You have to go out with me. The Larson Group won’t be


    destroyed with you gone for one day.”


    *******


    In the end, Ethan had no choice but to go with J to the beach.


    “Look! It’s a beautiful day!” J eximed happily. Wearing a bikini and a straw hat, she faced the


    beautiful sun and sea and took a deep breath.


    Ethan raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight. Looking at the crowded beach, he couldn’t help


    but frown. “We should go to my private beach.”


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    J sat down on a folding beach chair and sunbathed happily. The wind was blowing, whipping at her


    hair.


    “No, thanks. I like it here. The crowd is what makes this ce so lively.”


    Ethan frowned unhappily, but he had no choice but to sit down with her.


    It was already summer, which exined why the beach was crowded with tourists. Adults lounged


    around and swam. Children yed in the sand and then they cried because the tide would wash away


    their sand castles.


    Seeing the children wipe away their tears and proceed to build another sand castle, Ethan couldn’t help


    but smile.


    “Wow. Mr. Larson, the man who has been depressed for a week, is finally smiling.” Cupping Ethan’s


    cheeks, J made him look at her. Grinning from ear to ear, she kissed him hard on the lips and


    murmured, “It’s a sight to behold.”


    The smile on Ethan’s face became brighter. He did feel much more rxed and his mood was nowhere


    near as heavy as it had been.


    Later that afternoon, J was so tired that she threw herself onto the bed as soon as they returned to


    their hotel room.


    Ethan climbed on top of her and kissed her gently, but his hands moved fast. In a matter of seconds, he


    took off her bikini.