Chapter 3
Brendan was wearing light gray pajamas and was toweling his half–dried hair. The first few buttons of his pajamas were left unbuttoned and his pectoral huscles were peeking out from the opening.
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He dried his hair nonchalantly while deadpanning, “You don’t have to do that. It’s useless even if you’re naked.”
The way Brendan put it so lightly made Naomi’s face gloomy.
Naomi slowly put on the talle jacket and said calmly, “De cooperative and complete the mission, Brendan. No matter what you want to do in the future, i won’t care or disturb your life.”
Then she made another suggestion, “If you really don’t want to do this, we try having a test tube baby instead.”
As Naomi finished, Brendan threw the towel on the ground and grabbed her chin. He asked, “Do you think of me as a walking sperm bank, Naomi?
A walking sperm bank?
Naomi was forced to look at Brendan and she couldn’t retort.
They were staring at each other. When he found himself in her eyes, Brendan leaned closer and closer to Naomi
It was so close that he almost kissed her lips.
As Brendan was leaning closer, Naomi subconsciously straggled.
Just then, Brendan came back to his senses. He stood straight and said frostily,
stily. “So you want to have i
e my baby, Naomi?”
He paused for a while before continuing, “You’re not qualified.”
She wasn’t qualified?
It made Naomi’s heart sink
It was because he didn’t like her. Their marriage was arranged by their parents. It had come about because both of the families‘ companies wanted to work together.
And that’s why Brendan looked down on her.
Then he placed his right hand on the back of Naomi’s neck again and dragged her toward him. He looked into her eyes and reminded her, “You have another year of time. If you can’t get me to sleep with you this year, go back to where you came from.”
After that, he turned around and walked to the closet. He picked out a dark–colored suit and changed into it. Then he put his gold–rimmed glasses on before leaving the room.
The bedroom door was slammed closed with a loud bang. Nauml feebly sat on the bed and leaned her right palm against her forehead
She didn’t know Brendan liked Chloe, If she had known this before, she wouldn’t have agreed to marry Brendan when his father, Samuel Ludwig, suggested it.
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Even if it meant she could never have a child and be a mother.
She sat on the bed for a while before taking out another set of normal sleepwear from the closet.
Although she was used to it, she felt like she failed as a woman every time Brendan rejected her. She had already gone that far, but Brendan still didn’t want to sleep with her.
There was nothing else she could do,
The next morning, when she woke up, Heather called her again.
“Mom.”
She remained silent for a
r a while. In the end, she had no other choice but to say, “He left after staying for a while.”
When Heather heard the two of them didn’t sleep together again last night, and she lost another chance to be a grandmother, she felt hopeless.
Naomi thought she all but kneeled before Brendan and begged him to kindly sleep with her, how could she be more initiative?
She furrowed her brows and didn’t know what to say. Heather was talking again, “You just don’t care enough about Brendan. You can bring Brendan his lunch to the company later. Mrs. Ludwig is not insignificant. Don’t let the others think that you’re vulnerable.”
“Do you think it’s good if I modify it like this, Brendan? Should I put this…”
The office door was left open and Naomi quietly observed the room. She saw Brendan had a document in his hand, looked at Chloe who was bending next to him, and explained, “This data is unreasonable. It’ll cause safety problems for the project.” [1
“And also this location in District D-” Brendan suddenly changed the subject. “You can bring a chair over and sit down.”
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