Chapter 57 Keep up the Good Work
Chapter 57 Keep up the Good Work
Ste was bewildered by her emotions, unsure of how to respond to Liam. She could only shyly follow
his lead and respond in agreement.
She closed her eyes gently, the sound of light rain tapping against the window filling the air. She could
feel the man''s tender kisses and fiery passion... Gradually, she began to surrender, like a flower
blossoming in full splendor beneath him.
...
Early in the morning, Liam slowly woke up. Back in the days at the Martinez residence, he would
asionally rise as early as four in the morning to attend to business affairs. Being an early riser was a
long-standing habit he had held for many years.
However, because of having a night with Ste, he experienced the urge to stay in bed for the first time
in his life.
He turned his head and silently observed her. The petite woman was sleeping soundly, her slumbering
countenance exuding sweetness and charm. He could not resist nting a kiss on her lips, the delicate
fragrance reigniting his desire.
Exerting considerable effort to restrain himself, he recalled the intensity of the previous night and
noticed the faint scratches on his body. He believed she must have been in pain and undoubtedly
exhausted.
Liam rose from the bed and suddenly noticed his phone light up. His expression subtly changed as he
donned a T-shirt, got out of bed, and quietly headed to the balcony.
"Noah, I hope I''m not disturbing you so early," Caleb asked in a hushed tone.
"What''s the matter?"
Caleb chuckled softly. "Sir Martinez has been asserting authoritytely. He reimed a subsidiary
behind this move."
Liam''s lips curled slightly as he was indeed the one behind it.
He was fortunate in the sense that his grandfather held a favorable opinion of him. Despite
Christopher''s meticulous maniption of ounts, Liam managed to uncover the ws.
Moreover, within the Martinez family, many individuals disyed a simr level of arrogance as
Christopher. While his grandfather might be growing older, he was far from senile. Therefore, punishing
Christopher was a way to exert dominance, a clear warning to those with hidden agendas.
"How''s Uncle Christopher doing?" Liam asked in a hushed tone.
"It''s been rumored that he''s sincerely confessing his mistakes in front of Sir Martinez." Caleb chuckled.
"Don''t you know your uncle well? Not only did he shed tears and admit his wrongdoings before your
grandfather, but he also apparently kneeled voluntarily in front of your family''s ancestral hall, repenting
for several nights!"
Liam sneered as he could easily envision the extensive media coverage in Emberfall,vishing praise
upon Christopher. They would likely emphasize his newfound realization of mistakes and his supposed
kindness, portraying him as a paragon of filial piety and family loyalty.
These were Christopher''s typical tactics. With such unteral praise, even the most serious of mistakes
could be overshadowed. Hence, it was nearly impossible for outsiders to believe such a sincere and
kind-hearted uncle would engage in something as malicious as tampering with his nephew''s ne.
Liam''s expression grew icy, his grip on the balcony railing tightening. "I won''t be heading back to
Emberfall for the time being."
Caleb was surprised. "Won''t you miss the opportunity if you don''t return now?"
"Uncle Christopher''s acting skills are impressive to the point that my return wouldn''t have a significant
impact. It''s better to wait and observe, pinpoint his most vulnerable moment, and thenunch a
Caleb nodded, agreeing with Liam''s perspective.
However, a gentle voice emanated from the phone at that very moment, "Liam? Darling... where are
you?"
Ste''s voice over the phone was as winding and affectionate as a thousand turns and twists; it sent a
shiver down Caleb''s spine even though he was only hearing it remotely. Not to mention Liam, who
faced her every day.
Caleb chuckled, recognizing that Liam''s decision not to return to Emberfall had anotheryer of
meaning behind it...
Liam hurriedly ended the call and walked into the room with quick steps.
Wrapped in the nket, she stretched her hand toward the clothes scattered on the floor. Yet, because
of her injured left leg, she could not quite reach them, and her face flushed with effort.
He entered the room and bent down to retrieve the clothes from the floor before carefully draping them
over Ste.
She sneaked a nce at him and then lowered her head, her shyness evident. Her gaze toward him
had transformed; now, she embodied the demeanor of an affectionate and reliant wife.
Liam gently touched her flushed cheek and whispered, "Do you still hurt?"
With a brief hesitation, she nodded subtly and smiled coyly as she leaned gently against his chest.
"I''m sorry for hurting youst night." He rubbed her hair and murmured in Ste''s ear, "But... I know
what to do from now on."
She hit him and yfully rebuked, "Alright, stop talking about it!"
Liam held her in his arms,ughing heartily.
"Then, you sleep a little longer. I''ll go make breakfast." He volunteered. "What would you like to eat?"
"Anything is fine, I think?" Ste blinked her big eyes. "Hmm... I don''t have much appetite. Just make
me a bowl of noodles."
"Okay, let''s add some shredded meat. I''ll make you shredded meat noodles."
"Eating meat so early in the morning?"
"You worked hardst night." Liam grinned mischievously. "I''ll make sure you''re well-nourished, and we
can continue our good work tonight!"
Ste instantly blushed and pounded his chest with her petite fist. "I told you not to talk about it
anymore!"
...
In the following days, Ste realized that Liam was not merely joking about his intentions to continue
their activities.N?velDrama.Org holds this content.
With her leg injury limiting her mobility, he found the perfect excuse to hold her close every single day.
Despite the avability of crutches, he insisted on providing his support. From the moment they woke
up, he kept her in his embrace until they went to bed at night, and then...
She struggled to cope and weakly scolded him, "My leg isn''t fully healed yet. I can''t engage in
strenuous activities!"
However, Liam confidently justified, "Your leg needs to be more active. That''s the way it''ll recover
quickly!"
"You''re just taking advantage of my leg!"
"Honey." He grinned. "Since your leg isn''t fully recovered yet, just lie down and stay still. Leave the rest
to me..."