Chapter 61


    In the bathroom, Izzy looked at the marks on her body, and her resentment toward Ethan deepened,


    especially when she noticed marks on her neck too. Thank God for winter scarves, she thought, or


    she wouldn''t know how to face colleagues today. When she emerged, Ethan was also done


    freshening up in the guest bathroom. He looked puzzled when she gave him a disgusted nce,


    but then it dawned on him when his eyesnded on the scarf around her neck. He scratched his


    head, his handsome face full of amusement, "Sorry for getting carried away, Izzy. I''ve been feeling


    pretty neglectedtely by you. Please try to understand."


    "Bullshit," Izzy muttered under her breath. They had only been married for just under two months.


    She definitely hadn''t neglected him for long.


    But thinking about that he hadn''t had any women around him in years, her mood improved slightly.


    So, under Izzy''s disgusted gaze, Ethan dropped her off at Foresight Financial Services, just in time


    for her to clock in two minutes before work started.


    In the days that followed, Izzy led a fulfilling life. If she had anyints, it was that Ethan sought


    her affection every night. His sexual needspletely exceeded her expectations. Ever since they


    became intimate, except for the time she was on her period, they had barely taken a break.


    Sometimes even she didn''t know what to call their current situation.


    Before they knew it, the winter holidays had arrived. The Meyer family had been keen on meeting


    each other''s parents, and Ethan had already booked flights for Rita Page and Zander Payne as


    soon as he knew the holidays wereing.


    Early in the morning, Ethan and Izzy went to the airport to pick them up. Ethan couldn''t help but


    ruffle Izzy''s hair as he saw her anxiously looking down the airport corridor. She was a rich girl, yet


    she was living amoner''s life. She couldn''t go home and only had two people who genuinely


    cared for her.


    "What''s up?" Izzy blinked in confusion, not knowing why Ethan was suddenly ying with her hair.


    Ethan just smiled and said nothing. Izzy seemed to read something in his eyes, but before she


    could figure it out, she heard Rita''s voice.


    "Izzy."


    Izzy saw Rita and Zander and immediately went up to them. She affectionately linked arms with


    them, calling them sweetly, "Aunty Rita, Uncle Zander."


    After Ethan greeted the two, he took Zander''s suitcase. As they walked side by side, Ethan looked


    at his cheerful wife and felt inexplicably happy. Rita also felt relieved to see her niece''s happy face.


    As a woman who had been through it all, she could tell at a nce whether a woman was happy


    after marriage. She saw that her nephew-inw''s eyes were always on her niece. How could he do


    so if he didn''t care for her?


    Clearly, her gamble had paid off, and the marriage was going just as she had expected.


    N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    "Naughty girl, you only called me three times in such a long time. Now that you''re married, you don''t


    even care about your own family." Rita lightly poked Izzy''s forehead, pretending to be angry.


    "I''ve been too busy," Izzy exined softly.


    Rita red at Izzy, "Busy? Ethan is the CEO of a corporation, and you''re just a worker. You can''t be


    busier than Ethan. Ethan''s called us more often than you have."


    Izzy looked surprised at Ethan. When did he make these calls? Why didn''t she know about them?


    She had never heard him mention it.


    Seeing Izzy''s gaze, Ethan raised his eyebrows with a smile. Izzy red back at him. How could he


    be such a people-pleaser? He made her look like the unfilial one.


    "You have the nerve to re at Ethan? You''re a grown woman, can''t you learn from him? Don''t tell


    me you''re also like this with the Meyer family too."


    Izzy was taken aback. If Rita hadn''t reminded her, she probably wouldn''t have realized it. She had


    only visited the Meyer Mansion twice during this time and had rarely called them. Most of the time, it


    was Phillip or her mother-inw who called her.


    Seeing Izzy like this, Rita understood and shook her head in resignation, "Really, you..." Her niece


    wasn''t ungrateful, she just didn''t know how to express it. Often, she would keep her feelings hidden.


    Zander chuckled and nced at his wife, "We''re still at the airport. Let''s talk about this at home.


    You''re going to make yourself sound like a nagging olddy."


    Grateful, Izzy looked at her uncle. Rita red at Zander, "You''ve got some nerve. You didn''t do a


    good job of teaching her in all these years."


    Zander stayed quiet, secretly exchanging a nce with Izzy.


    Ethan had converted the home gym into arge bedroom and thoughtfully moved their luggage


    there. Rita''s fondness for Ethan, her nephew-inw, grew, "Ethan, if you have work, go do it. We''ll


    be fine with Izzy."


    "Aunty, uncle, rest up at home for the afternoon. We''ve arranged to meet my family tonight."


    Rita was a bit worried, "Are you sure we won''t be a bother? We could just stay in a hotel."


    "Aunty, you don''t have to be so formal with me. How could I let you guys stay in a hotel? Izzy''s been


    looking forward to you guysing for a long time. She doesn''t have many rtives or friends


    here, so your visit will give her someone to talk to. I can also show you around. A City has changed


    quite a bit over the years."


    Rita sighed sadly, "Yeah, I hardly recognize it anymore. It''s nothing like the city I grew up in."


    "You both rest for now, I''ll go make lunch."


    Rita looked a bit surprised, then chuckled and nodded, "Just whip up anything, no need for a feast


    or anything."


    Ethan nodded and headed out, with Zander tagging along into the kitchen. Rita grinned at Izzy,


    "Izzy, who''s the cook when you two are at home?"


    Izzy made a face, a bit embarrassed, and said honestly, "Ethan does the cooking. You know very


    well that I can''t cook." Ritaughed knowingly and gently tapped Izzy’s forehead, "You can''t cook


    and yet you say it so boldly. But you''re one lucky girl, to have a CEO cook for you. When we were at


    home a while ago, I thought Ethan was just trying to impress me and your uncle by cooking. Turns


    out he''s genuinely caring."


    Izzy muttered under her breath, "He''s no Gordon Ramsay, his cooking''s just okay, I guess."


    Rita shook her head and chuckled, thinking, “Sometimes couples like to nitpick at each other, it''s not


    real criticism, just a kind offort and joy.”