“Ok, take good care of yourself then.” Yvette could feel Fabian’s impatience towards her. Thus, she figured something was probably bothering him and hung up the call.
Fabian soon reached home and found Hannah sleeping on the sofa. He couldn’t help but frown. Why is she sleeping here? Could it be that she’s waiting for me to come home?
With a sigh, Fabian brushed his hand over Hannah’s body, carried her up bridal style to the bedroom, and placed her on the bed. “Have you been eating too much recently? You feel a lot heavier than before.”
You’re the one who ate too much! Hannah cursed silently. Your body must be growing weak from hanging out all the time. How dare you call me fat?
As a matter of fact, Hannah was already awake the moment Fabian carried her up. She just pretended to be asleep.
After some time, Hannah walked out of the room barefoot to check on Fabian since he didn’t come back in.
She realized that Fabian was having dinner elegantly at the dinner table.
“You’re back?” Hannah asked.
Fabian gave her a look and continued eating. Duh. Do I look like a ghost to you?
Hannah realized it was a dumb question and scratched her head awkwardly. “Um… when did you come back?”
Upon that, Fabian rolled his eyes and placed his fork down. “Can’t you ask better questions? Like, are we doing it tonight? Don’t you see that I’m still having dinner? It’s obvious I just came home, right?”
Hannah’s face turned crimson upon Fabian’s words. She was at a loss for words.
Fabian sighed in despair when he saw Hannah rooted to the ground. Why did I marry this idiot in the first place?
“What are you standing around for? Go take a bath if you have nothing better to do so you can serve me in bed later.”
With that, Hannah replied instinctively, “Ok.”
She quickly realized what she had agreed to and waved her hands. “You never said I need to serve you in bed.”
Fabian smiled wickedly. “You never said you wouldn’t.”
Hannah opened her mouth in rage and stuttered, “I-I’m n-not going to do it.”
Immediately, Fabian stood up and said in a provocative tone. “Why? Are you sure you want me to do it by force?”
Hannah was rendered speechless by his response. I’m the one who has to bear all the consequences whenever he forces me into something.
“Hurry up and take your shower,” Fabian bellowed.
Hannah was so terrified that she ran hastily in the direction of the washroom. Fabian, you big bully!
After she left, Fabian lost his appetite, but he was almost full anyway. He then walked to the living room, sat himself down on the sofa, and took up a document he saw lying around on the coffee table.
Oh? So you will be interviewing Yvette tomorrow? I wonder how you will react when you see me there as well.
Fabian drummed his fingers on the coffee table and chuckled to himself sinisterly. I’ll see how it goes tonight. I’ll let you off easy tomorrow if I’m happy with your performance tonight. Or else…
Soon, Hannah walked out dressed in her silk pajamas. Water dripped from her damp hair onto her fair skin from time to time, looking deadly gorgeous as she walked towards Fabian.
Fabian’s breath hitched upon the sight. He even got hard as he lusted for her.
It would be great if this idiot will cooperate like Yvette.
