Chapter 59


    Ethan hadn''t given a specific time for his return, but just the uncertainty alone was enough to set


    Izzy on edge. She was told to expect something and was a bundle of nerves, her emotions was all


    over the ce. One day after work, as soon as Izzy opened the door, she was hit with a rich aroma


    wafting from the kitchen. Her legs acted on their own, changing shoes at the entryway and heading


    straight to the living room. Sure enough, Ethan''s suitcase was still there. A smile crept up on her


    face when she thought about him rushing to cook before even unpacking. Lady Luck had finally cut


    her some ck and she had managed to nab him out of the sea of men.


    "What are you grinning at? Hurry up and wash your hands, dinner''s ready."


    Izzy looked up at the man standing in the kitchen doorway and responded softly, "Okay."


    Just as she turned on the faucet to wash her hands, a warm body pressed against her back. One


    hand assertively wrapped around her slender waist and the other gave her nose a yful pinch.


    "You cold-hearted girl, not a single call from you all this time, and you even went on a date with a


    stranger behind my back yesterday."


    Izzy snorted silently. He''s one to talk, she didn’t get a single call from him either. A wave of


    annoyance rose in her chest at the thought. Acting on impulse, she gripped the hand around her


    waist with her wet and cold hands, as if to punish him with the chill.


    One hand was rugged and bronzed and the other was delicate and slender. The mismatched colors


    didn’t seem out of ce at all, instead, they gave off a warm vibe.


    Ethan didn’t call her out on her little scheme. But the cold touch made his brow furrow. He


    immediately dried her hands with a towel, reminding her as he did so, "I''ve told you multiple times,


    we have hot water 24/7. Even when you''re washing your hands, use hot water."


    They continued to hold each other. Izzy leaned against his warm chest, and after watching his


    actions, her annoyance dissipated significantly. "I forgot."


    Ethan has made spaghetti and steak, both looking delicious. Izzy’s stomach growled at the sight.


    She blushed, instinctively ncing at Ethan across the table. But Ethan didn’t react, so she rxed.


    Izzy had a very satisfying meal. For the past few days, she had been having lunch in the office


    cafeteria and either eating out with Phoebe or having a simple meal at home for dinner. She was


    tired of it.


    After they finished eating, Ethan cleaned up the table while Izzy helped him unpack his suitcase.


    Clothes that hadn''t been worn are put back in the wardrobe, while the worn ones were put in the


    laundry basket in the bathroom. Just as she was about to start washing them, Ethan grabbed her


    hand. "Leave them, I''ll have someone pick them up forundry tomorrow."


    Izzy looked at Ethan. "It''s okay, I''ll do it." She couldn’t cook, but doingundry was something she


    could handle. She had to do some sort of housework or she wouldn’t be able to stand herself.


    A glint of amusement shed in Ethan''s eyes. He pulled her into his embrace. "But now''s not the


    time. That''s not your main priority right now."


    "Huh?" Main priority? Izzy couldn’t think of anything she had forgotten. She looked at him in


    confusion.


    Ethan looked at her long eyshes and kissed her slightly parted lips. A loud boom went off in


    Izzy’s head and she finally remembered what he was referring to. The thing that had been bothering


    her the past few days. She didn’t know whether to feel embarrassed or nervous and pushed him


    lightly. Ethan frowned slightly, making the kiss a bit more forceful. His intense presence enveloped


    her and Izzy got dizzy. She closed her eyes in a daze and slowly responded to him. Seeing her


    response, the frown on Ethan''s face smoothed out and the initially punishing kiss became gentler.


    He lifted Izzy onto the washing machine. The sudden coolness brought Izzy back to her senses.


    She opened her eyes and identally saw her flushed and dazed reflection in the mirror.


    "Ethan..." Izzy breathed heavily, not knowing what to say, just calling out based on her feelings. But


    she froze when she heard her own voice. Her eyes widened in shock. Whose soft voice was that?


    Ethan chuckled at her innocent appearance. His chest moved slightly. Being so close, Izzy could


    naturally feel his chest vibrating. She forced herself to calm down, feeling embarrassed and


    annoyed. "What''s so funny? Stopughing."


    "Izzy, it’s time to keep your promise."


    "I didn''t promise you anything." She hadn’t agreed to what he mentioned a few days ago, right?


    Ethan affectionately rubbed his nose against hers. "I took your silence as consent." Suddenly, he


    lifted her up. Izzy was caught off guard and can only wrapped her arms and legs around him.N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.