CHAPTER 99: CHAPTER 99: COAXING OR THREATENING

Leaving The Springs Resort, it was already eight o’clock under a dark, windy sky.

The Maybach drove away slowly.

The central partition gradually rose.

Thinking about the shock of seeing Ian Young again as if struck by lightning.

And the admiring glance I received after our mutual understanding.

Serena Sinclair felt a bit conflicted.

"What are you thinking about?"

An arm pulled me over, and I fell into Wyatt Hawthorne’s embrace.

Wyatt bit Serena’s ear discontentedly, "Sister, are you thinking about resigning or running away far again?"

"I am not."

Serena denied it, shifting uncomfortably.

Pulled back into Wyatt’s embrace, even tighter.

Overnight, the relationship advanced by leaps and bounds.

Clearly, intimate contact had happened countless times before, yet such affectionate cuddling still made Serena blush.

"Sister, whether I’m your bed partner or lover, I’ve compromised so much. If you have any wrong ideas, I’ll..."

A cool kiss landed next to her ear.

As warm breath fell into the ear canal.

Wyatt’s words suddenly turned fierce, "I’ll tie you up and not let you wear clothes, lock you in the president’s office during the day, at home at night, so you can’t go anywhere!"

The image was too vivid!

Just the thought of wandering around the house stark naked made Serena feel uneasy.

With nowhere to vent, she cursed him angrily, "Wyatt, are you a dog?"

"Yes..."

Wyatt wasn’t angry at all and tugged open Serena’s knit jacket, biting hard on her neck.

"Ow..."

Serena frowned and glared back at Wyatt.

Meeting Wyatt’s bright eyes.

Serena was stunned.

Wyatt cupped the back of her head and kissed her.

A hot and frenzied kiss, as if the end of the world was approaching.

When Serena was almost out of breath, Wyatt’s kiss gradually became tender.

Like a waterfall falling into a gentle stream and then merging into the deep, calm sea.

Then it settled at the bottom of her heart.

When the car stopped, Serena was leaning against Wyatt’s chest, breathing softly.

Looking back, she saw they had arrived.

Time spent with Wyatt seemed to be measured in a different unit.

Serena: !!!

"Thanks for the hard work!"

Wyatt led Serena out of the car, not forgetting to thank Ian Young before leaving.

Ian nodded, eyes straight ahead, "Have a good night, President Hawthorne, Madam!"

???

Serena stumbled, steadied by Wyatt’s embrace.

Turning back, Ian had already driven away.

The elevator stopped on the 19th floor, and as Serena exited, she sternly stopped Wyatt, "It’s late, I need to sleep early tonight, you can go home now!"

"But have you asked 2S?"

Serena was taken aback.

Wyatt’s expression was calm, "You left after sleeping over, I don’t blame you! But I haven’t seen 2S for two days, doesn’t it miss me? Don’t I need to maintain a bond with it?"

Uh...

During Serena’s moment of hesitation.

Wyatt exited the elevator, leading her forward by the wrist, and after facial recognition, they entered the door.

2S hopped up.

Wyatt reached out to catch it.

The entire motion was fluid and seamless.

Serena: ...

It was raining heavily that day when it, still called Juju, showed its little cat head.

Its fate held by the scruff of its neck by Wyatt.

The path for her and 2S seemed to have derailed from that day.

Serena was in a daze.

Wyatt busied himself, changing shoes, then adding cat food, changing water, and cleaning litter.

As if this were his own home, everything was done smoothly.

When Wyatt approached with a citrus scent on his hands, Serena instinctively turned to open the door.

Her wrist was pulled again.

Wyatt pressed her against the back of the door.

"Sister..."

Wyatt pecked at Serena’s lips, "I’ve compromised so much, won’t you compensate me a bit?"

His eyes shone with a sparkling light, like a hunter enticing prey into a cage.

Yet no part of his expression looked aggrieved.

Serena pushed him displeasedly, "Last night, today... I’ve compensated you plenty, don’t be greedy!"

"I’m greedy?"

Wyatt angrily bit him, "If 5000 counts as once, a hundred thousand should be enough to compensate me 20 times. Where’s the 20 times?"

Serena’s eyes widened, her flushed cheeks silently accusing him of shamelessness.

Wyatt didn’t care, gently pecking her lips, "Either I stay. Or you come home with me, pick one!"

She chose neither!

Kissed by Wyatt all the way here.

This time, the kiss was even more fierce.

Serena felt like her legs were going weak, standing unsteadily.

Only the last shred of logic maintained dominance, "Wyatt, stop it!"

Wyatt paused, voice hoarse, "Then pamper me!"

Serena had pampered children before.

Never a man.

When she was with Adrian Lockwood, she only needed to make a meal and knock on the study’s door, "Time to eat!"

Or soften her voice to say, "Alright, don’t be mad."

Then hug Miles Lockwood, holding his little hand, and tell Adrian, "A stern-faced dad isn’t handsome at all."

Adrian’s anger would dissipate.

If that counted as pampering, then she knew a little.

"Wyatt..."

Serena tilted her head, mimicking his light pecks on his lips, "We have to get up early tomorrow for work, you don’t want me to be late, do you? If I’m late, I’ll get docked pay, and then I won’t have the money to support you!"

Wyatt’s gaze deepened.

Serena continued, "Besides, the marks on my neck need time to recover. If people see them tomorrow and I lose face, I’ll be forced to resign and leave the city. Then we..."

Her words stopped as Wyatt nipped her lips.

Wyatt seemed even more annoyed, gritting his teeth, "Is this pampering or threatening?"

???

She really was pampering him!

Serena looked puzzled.

Wyatt’s voice was low, "But I’m hungry!"

"Then what do you want to eat..."

"I want to eat you!"

Only then did she realize it was a different kind of hunger.

Serena: ...

"Meow..."

They looked down, seeing 2S elegantly perched at their feet, quietly watching them with its round eyes.

The thought of their entire intimate moment being witnessed by it, despite its inability to speak, made Serena extremely embarrassed.

She couldn’t help but glare at Wyatt.

"What’s there to be shy about?"

Wyatt laughed, "Isn’t there a saying that parental affection is the best education for kids? We’re setting an example for it!"

Serena was speechless, opening the door to push Wyatt out, "Good night!"

Wyatt didn’t cling, backing up to the elevator, but his eyes stuck to her face like a hook.

As if the slightest hint of hesitation or retention from Serena would have him rushing back to her.

The cool corridor inexplicably heated up.

Serena resolutely shut the door.

The look in Wyatt’s eyes when he sensed her intention to close it, like a little puppy being abandoned, lingered in her mind.

Before her was the spacious yet empty living room, and at her feet, 2S had long disappeared.

A sense of loss quietly surfaced in Serena’s heart.

The phone chimed.

A message from Wyatt.