CHAPTER 141: CHAPTER 141: THIS IS MY FIANCÉE

Hector Chaucer’s gaze made Tiana Linden instinctively lower her eyes to avoid it.

After lowering her head, she seemed calm as she took notes, but she didn’t dare meet his eyes again.

Next to her, Hector Chaucer quietly watched her take notes from the side.

The surrounding attendees suddenly turned into invisible people.

In his eyes, there was only Tiana Linden, seriously taking notes.

Even the air became exceptionally refreshing.

Hector Chaucer breathed in this fresh air, an unstoppable, gentle smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

He never dared to hope for so many chances to be alone with Tiana Linden.

He was right beside her.

In the past, when she was with Aiden Grant, even though his feelings for her were intense, he had to restrain and hide them because of her relationship with Aiden.

Now, his gaze could finally rest on her.

How wonderful!

Though Tiana Linden, bent over her notebook, didn’t look up again, she could always feel Hector Chaucer’s gaze constantly upon her.

It was truly scorching.

Being stared at like that, she couldn’t focus on listening to Mr. Sterling’s speech.

She held her pen, looked up, and glared at him.

"Hector Chaucer, your staring is making my skin crawl, can you stop looking at me like I’m your prey?"

She pushed his head to face the stage where Mr. Sterling was speaking.

Facing straight ahead, Hector Chaucer heard her muttering a few words and smiled without saying a word.

From a slanted angle behind, a pair of eyes stared directly at the two flirting in the hall.

It was Aiden Grant.

Seeing Tiana Linden and Hector Chaucer so intimate and loving in the meeting hall, his nails dug deeply into his palms.

The conference was in full swing.

...

The Venice Hotel.

Jane Summers embraced a man, stumbling all the way, falling together onto the soft bed.

This time, the man Jane Summers had arranged to meet was a fitness coach she met in Veridia.

The coach was eight feet tall, with a solid and powerful build.

In terms of size and strength, Jane Summers was very satisfied.

Lately, Christopher Grant had been busy with Linden-Grant Pharmaceuticals, often working late into the night.

They hadn’t had marital relations for more than half a month.

But Jane Summers wasn’t starving at all.

Originally, she thought, if she accompanied Christopher Grant on his business trip to Kaneport, and if he could meet her needs, she wouldn’t have to arrange with another man for these three days.

But now that she had come to Kaneport, Christopher Grant still worked late into the night last night.

She opened another room at the hotel.

As soon as Christopher Grant went to the conference, she couldn’t wait any longer.

After being satisfied, Jane Summers lay in the fitness coach’s arms.

Her physical desires were fulfilled.

But her heart felt empty and lonely.

She never wanted to betray Christopher Grant.

Christopher Grant was a very good husband.

He was meticulous, considerate, gentle, and pampering.

The only dissatisfaction she had was that he was too busy, too busy to have time for her.

Now lying in another man’s arms, Jane Summers was thinking about Christopher Grant.

Towards Christopher Grant, she felt a deep sense of guilt.

She never wanted her marriage to become such a mess.

But she was a young and energetic woman.

She had normal physical needs.

She had no way to control herself.

The thrill of these affairs became increasingly addictive, like a drug she couldn’t quit.

"Sister Jane, you’ve become more and more womanly lately."

The fitness coach was a twenty-four-year-old young man.

Strong and virile, with particularly vigorous energy in that aspect.

His hand pinched Jane Summers’ waist, "Especially your skin, it’s so smooth."

"Take your hand off." After everything was done, Jane Summers’ physical needs were met.

She no longer needed this coach, "As usual, after we’re done, you must not touch me again."

She felt herself quite disgusting.

Having such a perfect husband, yet still looking for a man outside.

Even she had some contempt for herself.

Therefore, she never gave her heart to outside men.

She only cheated physically.

But her mind was still clean.

She still loved her husband, Christopher Grant.

Loved him very much, very much.

...

Noon.

As soon as the conference ended, Christopher Grant returned to the hotel room.

He thought of Hector Chaucer’s reminder to pay more attention to his wife Jane Summers.

Hector Chaucer likely wanted to remind him that he was too busy with work and paid too little attention to his wife.

So before returning to the room, he ordered a bouquet of Jane Summers’ favorite blue roses.

"Hubby, you’re back!"

Upon hearing the door open, Jane Summers immediately rushed over.

Seeing the flowers Christopher Grant brought back, she beamed with joy and accepted them warmly.

These were her favorite flowers.

She always knew her husband cared for her the most.

Having her affair with the fitness coach in the morning made her feel guilty for a while.

However, to make it up to Christopher Grant, Jane Summers had already prepared a romantic candlelight lunch.

Jane Summers pulled Christopher Grant to the dining table, "Hubby, I ordered your favorite foie gras and Kobe beef."

The curtains were gently drawn.

In the room, candlelight flickered.

The atmosphere was just right.

Christopher Grant hugged his wife with a heart full of guilt, "Jane, I’m sorry. I’ve been neglecting you lately."

A gentle kiss landed on Jane Summers’ forehead.

This kiss made Jane Summers tremble lightly all over.

Especially after the affair, she felt full of guilt towards Christopher Grant, looking to find more of a sense of belonging, wanting to compensate Christopher Grant with her body.

She responded with her most passionate kiss, "Hubby, we haven’t done it in so long. Please, want me..."

She slowly lay on the dining table.

Her legs wrapped around Christopher Grant’s solid waist.

Her finely manicured hands unbuckled Christopher Grant’s belt.

Christopher Grant knew his wife liked new experiences.

But in the middle of the day...

"Jane, I’m afraid noon isn’t enough time. How about tonight?"

"No, I want it now. Don’t refuse me."

...

In the end, Jane Summers lay in Christopher Grant’s arms.

Suddenly she began to cry.

No matter how much excitement and novelty the men outside provided her, she still liked Christopher Grant the most.

She didn’t want to betray Christopher Grant outside; she wished she had never done those filthy things.

She was not a good wife.

Such tears broke Christopher Grant’s heart.

He wiped her blushing cheeks, wiped away her tears, "Honey, I’m sorry. It’s true that I’ve neglected you recently."

Jane Summers burrowed into Christopher Grant’s embrace. She knew she was the one who should apologize; the more guilty she felt, the tighter she held him, "Hubby, I will love you forever."

...

Evening.

After the conference ended, Hector Chaucer arranged a dinner.

When she saw Simon Sterling, Mr. Sterling, the esteemed figure in the traditional medicine world, Tiana Linden was overwhelmed.

In her university days, she longed to study under Mr. Sterling.

Now, nearly seven or eight years later, Mr. Sterling’s hair was full of white, yet his eyes were spirited and sharp.

Hector Chaucer introduced Tiana Linden to Mr. Sterling, "Elder Sterling, this is my fiancée, Tiana Linden."