Editor: Atlas Studios
His sudden approach made Scarlett Xavier freeze for a moment.
He was a man, she was a woman; naturally, there was a difference in height and build.
As soon as he approached, she immediately lost her advantage.
However, despite feeling a bit apprehensive, Scarlett appeared exceedingly calm on the surface.
She lightly brushed aside Julian Rhodes’ hand with her slender wrist and said, “Sorry, not interested.
Mr.
Rhodes is not my type.”
Her voice was gentle, yet her tone was extremely arrogant.
“…” Julian could see it, she was doing it on purpose to annoy him!
He said, “That’s truly unfortunate, Miss Xavier is already married to me!
Whether you’re interested or not, you have no choice now.”
She must have forgotten, they were legally married!
“But what can I do?
I’m really not interested in an old man with no experience like you.
However, if you want to beg me…” She looked down, her lips playing a teasing smile, “Maybe, I’d consider teaching you.”
A man like Julian Rhodes, always so proud, beg her?
And have her teach him?
How could that be possible?
Scarlett’s words even somewhat provoked him.
Angered, he suddenly lowered his head…
Scarlett deliberately tried to provoke him, originally thinking that with Julian’s pride, he would never really touch her.
But then…
This kiss, she truly did not expect!
You have to understand, damn it, that was my first kiss!
She screamed in her heart, pushed Julian Rhodes several times, but couldn’t push him away.
He not only kissed her but intentionally displayed his advanced ‘kissing skill.’
It turns out that men are always naturally gifted in these matters.
After the kiss, he raised his head, wiped his lips, and looked at Scarlett contemptuously, saying, “Miss Xavier’s technique is just so-so.”
“…”
Scarlett couldn’t believe it, she was so easily defeated by this man.
Taken advantage of and mocked by him.
She glared at him, “You…”
Julian was already ignoring her!
He went straight back to continue dressing.
He had a surgery to perform today.
Continuing with her would be a waste of important time.
Scarlett sat on the side, watching as he dressed, tied his tie, looking like a polished scoundrel.
His slender fingers fastened the last button, and he said to Scarlett, “You can sleep a little longer, the housekeeper will come by later to make you breakfast.
Be good and wait for me at home, don’t run around.”
She was ill, and he didn’t want to see her running around outside; he only wanted her to stay at home.
Scarlett was still angry, but hearing his words, she was taken aback, “Oh.”
Once Julian left, Scarlett lay back down, hugging the pillow.
This was his bed, and it was very comfortable.
She lay there, thinking of what he said: Be good and wait for me at home.
…
“Ma’am, breakfast is ready.
Do you want to eat now, or would you like to wait a while?” The housekeeper came in while Scarlett was still lying in bed.
Hearing the voice, Scarlett sat up, “I’ll eat now.”
She got out of bed and went inside to wash her face and brush her teeth; his home had spare toiletries, which she had used last night.
When she came out, she saw the housekeeper tidying up the messily tossed bed.
Because she and Julian nearly fought, the bed ended up very messy.
While tidying, the housekeeper couldn’t help but think how energetic young people were.
Scarlett sat at the dining table, peeling an egg, when her phone rang.
She glanced at it, seeing it was a call from her mother.
She pressed the call button, “What’s up?”
Her mother asked with concern, “How are things with you and Julian?”
“Pretty good.”