Chapter 65
thester and Angelina slept until nearly dinner time. Although Patricia had finished preparing
ngelina’s meal, she didn’t want to wake them since they were sleeping so soundly.
ngelina awoke to a damp sensation on her chest and realized she was all wrapped up in the lanket. She opened her eyes and saw a pair of intense, lustful eyes gazing back at her.
Chester…” Angelina pushed his head away after realizing his intentions. After all, it had only een a few days since she had given birth, and his impatience was palpable.
The Chester she remembered was a different person entirely. During his school years, he mmersed himself in studying and playing basketball. He relished having fun, yet he showed ittle interest in women. Once he started working, he became dedicated to his job and appeared napproachable to others.
efore his bankruptcy, countless women surrounded him. Some showered him with roses, thers crafted delicate origami stars, and many surprised him with handmade lunch boxes. here were even those who boldly stripped down and waited for him in hotel rooms, eager to eize their chance with him.
et all these tricks were useless. He was always on high alert against everyone, yet he was aught off guard by the female side character when she spiked his drink. Now, the situation
ad flipped, and Angelina struggled to cope with the change.
Chester, dinner time,” Emily knocked on the door and called out.
ngelina struggled unsuccessfully to free herself. Just when she felt utterly helpless, Chester ulled his lips away slightly. “Mom, we’ll be out in a moment.”
Please hurry and eat. You’ve been exhausted lately.”
ngelina inhaled deeply and wrapped herself in the blanket, beads of sweat forming from her nxiety. She held onto Chester’s head, but in the next instant, he lowered it once more. She creamed.
Angie, what happened?” asked Emily.
Nothing…”
fter sharing a moment of intimacy, Chester fastened the buttons of Angelina’s shirt, all hile kissing her.
he felt a surge of confusion mixed with inexplicable anger. “Alright, enough with the kissing.
is passionate kisses left her words tinged with coquettishness, giving the impression that he was teasing him.
Chester followed her instruction and held her face. “Angie, look at me.”
“Hmm?”
He retrieved a bank card from the bedside table. I made a profit from publishing the software this time. I’m giving it all to you. It’s certainly more than what Louis can offer.”
“How much more?”
Indeed, her affection for money remained strong. He once despised her greed, but now, he found it endearing. Her eyes were sparkling, radiating joy and excitement.
“A lot more, and there’ll be more in the future. I can offer you what Louis can.”
She couldn’t help but ponder if Chester felt jealous of Louis.
Angelina was blushing, but it was hard to see without the light.
“Tell me, what will you do next time you see Louis?”
“I’ll walk away.”
“If you walk away, he’ll follow you.”
“I’ll make it clear to him that he should not come to me again or offer me anything. I’ll tell him that I want to spend the rest of my life with you,” she said.
“That’s great.”
Chester patted her head and asked, “What if he continues to bother you?”
Angelina was at a loss for words.
Chester gently kissed her. “Just slap him.”
“What?”
“Just give him a good slap. Do you know how?”
She was baffled by how such harsh words could escape the lips of someone so gentle. “But Louis?”
“Hmm?”
“Okay, I’ll slap him and make sure he stays away from me. The farther he goes, the better.”
Chester was satisfied with her answer and went out to eat.
Meanwhile, Angelina kept examining the card. Following the bankruptcy of Whitmore Group, this was his first significant gain. She was deep in thought, wondering if there was 100 million dollars in the card.
During dinner, Emily occasionally glanced at Chester and reminded him, “You’re a grown man
now. There are things you can do and things you can’t.”
“Mhm,” Chester replied indifferently.
“Angelina may be young and unaware, but you should not be oblivious to the situation.”
Isadora was bewildered by Emily’s words. “Mom, what’s going on? What happened? Dad…”
