Chapter 21


    Ines chuckled and started to enjoy the delicious food. She had known for a while that his cooking


    skills were top-notch. A simple bowl of pasta he made was incredibly tasty.


    The bathroom mirror was fogged up, and Ines wiped it a few times. Upon closer inspection, she


    wrote impulsive consequences on it. Her emotions were all over the ce – no regrets, but also a


    bit anxious and frustrated. She was mad at herself for marrying a man she had just met without


    being fully prepared for their life together.


    Ines pinched her cheeks in annoyance and forced a smile; it looked worse than a frown. She was


    grateful it was winter. She could wear long sleeves and pants as pajamas and wouldn''t seem


    awkward.


    When she returned to the bedroom, Ethan had finished showering and was half-lying on the bed,


    flipping through a book. His short hair was still a bit fluffy and was notpletely dry. His pajama


    top was unbuttoned, revealing a part of hisrge tanned chest. His chiseled features and the


    scenery were alluring, causing Ines'' face to turn red.


    Such a scene only appeared on TV; she had never experienced it in real life.


    Ethan noticed her figure standing at the door and looked up. He ced the book on the bedside


    table. He was surprised she had finished showering so quickly; he was prepared to wait for an hour.


    The fact that she took only half an hour caught him off guard.


    "Come here," Ethan waved at Ines.


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    Ines hesitated for a moment before walking straight toward him. Ethan instructed her to sit down


    with her back facing him. Inesplied without understanding why. Suddenly, she felt a man''s


    warm body press against her back, and his hand touched her hair. She stiffened and instinctively


    wanted to stand up but was held down by his hand on her shoulder, unable to move.


    Ines felt as if the skin on her back was being burned through her pajamas.


    "Ethan..." Ines felt her heart trembling, unaware that her shaky voice was tempting to a grown man.


    Ethan''s heart tightened, and he gently tugged at her ear. "In winter, you need to dry your hair


    properly to avoid getting sick," he said seriously. He didn’t sound frivolous or casual. He never


    thought helping his wife blow-dry her hair would scare her like this.


    As the hairdryer hummed, Ines realized he was just trying to help her dry her hair. She rxed a bit


    and couldn''t help but smile faintly as she thought of their afternoon shopping trip.


    All the items they had bought were from their supermarket trip earlier that day. The salesperson was


    very enthusiastic and carefully introduced items like kneepads, earmuffs, hats, scarves, heated


    shoes, hand warmers, hot water bottles, and other trinkets she had never seen before.


    She thought he wouldn''t be so obedient, but to her surprise, he bought everything and put it all in


    the shopping cart. The salesperson was delighted, but she stood aside with a stiff smile. These


    were all things younger girls liked. She felt embarrassed using them as a woman approaching 30.


    She never thought she would have time to buy and use these items.