The three of them sat around the table.
One person, one plate of steaming hot noodles.
On top of the noodles were a sunny-side-up egg and some green vegetables.
Just looking at it increased one's appetite.
Unable to resist, Ethan swallowed and asked expressionlessly, "Where's mine?"
Samantha widened her eyes in surprise, "You didn't have dinner either? You didn't tell me, and neither did Alexander or Noah. I didn't make yours."
Ethan glared at her with an iron face, flames burning in his eyes, a ball of anger lodged in his chest.
These past two days, he had been disturbed by the two little guys, and he hadn't eaten lunch or dinner.
Just a moment ago, he didn't feel it, but now seeing the noodles she personally cooked, he suddenly felt hungry.
And this infuriating woman hadn't made his portion.
Pretending not to notice the anger on his face, Samantha said casually, "You've successfully delivered them. My little house can't accommodate a big Deity like you. You should leave first! Tomorrow, I'll personally ensure they get back safely."
"You want me to leave?" Ethan's entire handsome face turned dark, and his fist made a cracking sound as he clenched it.
Chilled air surrounded him.
Like an angry lion.
Samantha felt her scalp tingling.
Recent interactions had left her inexplicably afraid of Ethan.
Afraid that in his anger, he would do something crazy.
Sensing his anger, Noah quietly lowered his head to eat, afraid of provoking him.
Alexander, on the other hand, was not afraid. His small face turned firm as he said, "Daddy, you're not allowed to bully my mommy! Mommy is right. Since we're safely here, your task is complete. You should leave! Noah and I will sleep here tonight. Tomorrow, mommy will send us back."
Ethan's face darkened like the king of the underworld.
A cold air emanated from him, attacking Samantha.
She lowered her head, intentionally ignoring him.
Noah also remained silent.
Alexander, however, was on guard, looking at him as if facing a flood or a fierce beast.
Ethan's thin lips were tightly pressed into a line. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he sat down next to Samantha, took the plate and fork from her hands, and sat down, eating slowly.
"Too little, make some more for me."
Samantha indeed had good culinary skills.
Even a simple plate of plain noodles could whet his appetite.
Samantha chuckled.
She didn't dare to truly anger him.
Giving him an intense glare, she stood up and headed back to the kitchen.
When the second plate of noodles was brought out, Ethan took it without hesitation and commanded, "Tell Karen that I'll be staying here tonight. Ask her not to come back; she can rest anywhere."
Samantha rolled her eyes dramatically, saying, "God... This is her home. Can you not act like you're taking charge?"
Ethan remained unfazed and said, "I can buy it."
The implication was clear.
If he bought it, then it would be his home.
He would be the one in charge.
Ethan's attitude frustrated Samantha.
She reluctantly sent a message to Karen, who had already informed her earlier that she wouldn't be coming back tonight, as she had to work overtime.
After finishing the noodles, Samantha cleaned up the dishes, saying with a bit of irritation, "There are only two beds in this house. Tonight, I'll trouble you to sleep on the sofa."
Ethan smiled ambiguously and asked, "Do you think that's possible?"
Samantha glared at him fiercely, “Can't you just buy a bed for yourself right now?”
Ethan continued. "I'll sleep with you, and they can sleep in the other bed."
Alexander: "???"
Noah: "???"
"???"
Where did he get the confidence to think she would agree to sleep with him tonight?
As a result, Alexander, Noah, and Charlotte slept in Karen's room.
Still having cleanliness issues, Ethan refused to sleep in Karen's bed and chose to sleep in Samantha's room. Samantha had to sleep on the sofa. Nestled on the narrow sofa, Samantha mentally cursed Ethan for turning and tossing him around.
Late at night, just as she was about to drift off to sleep in a daze, a tall figure suddenly pressed down on her. A familiar scent enveloped her. Startled, she opened her eyes and, upon seeing Ethan's familiar icy face, all traces of sleepiness vanished.
"What... What are you doing?" Her words had barely left her mouth when Ethan sealed her lips with a kiss. This kiss was invasive, growing increasingly skillful.
Samantha's mind went blank. After a short moment of stupefaction, she began to struggle fiercely, pounding on Ethan's chest in an attempt to push him away. Ethan used his right hand to secure her hands above her head, and the other hand slipped under her clothes. A jolt of electricity ran through Samantha's body, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.
Sensing her body's reaction, Samantha struggled even harder, her body writhing. Ethan, while continuing the intimate contact, whispered a warning in her ear, "If you're not afraid of waking them up, feel free to struggle..."
His voice was filled with satisfaction. Samantha, feeling helpless, glared at him, "Ethan, you're shameless! Let go of me... I'm not a tool for satisfying your needs."
Since she had decided to give Justin a chance, how could she entangle herself with Ethan?
That wouldn't be fair to Justin.
Ethan, ignoring her protests, coldly hooked his thin lips and sneered, "You started this game first. Without my order, you won't be able to stop."
With that said, he closed the bedroom door behind him.
The next day, Charlotte, seeing Alexander and Noah sleeping next to her, widened her eyes in astonishment. Thinking it was an illusion, she rubbed her eyes vigorously. Realizing it wasn't a hallucination, she excitedly woke them up.
"Noah, Alex, why are you here?"
She was indeed at Aunt Karen's house. But why were her two brothers also here?
Alexander and Noah, awakened by her shaking, opened their eyes in a daze, "We came here last night. Seeing you asleep, we didn't wake you up."
Charlotte happily hugged them, "Oh... I missed you so much!"
Alexander had already gotten used to it, but after learning about their shared background, he cherished even more every bit of interaction with Charlotte.
Noah, on the contrary, was the opposite of Alexander. Throughout, he had treasured every moment spent with Charlotte. Thinking of the recent conversation with Samantha about growing up to marry Charlotte, a blush crawled up his face. He didn't know where to put his nervous hands.
Alexander didn't notice his strange behavior. He gently said to Charlotte, "Hurry and freshen up. I'll make noodles for you."
Obediently nodding her head, Charlotte hopped off the bed and ran out of the room.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw Ethan coming out of the adjacent bedroom with a satisfied look on his face.
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