In the evening, after dinner, the group returned to their respective suites in the hotel.
After the three members of Stefan's family rested for a while, fearing that Jimmy would catch a cold if he took a bath too late, they asked him to take a bath first.
Martha had been slumped on the sofa, and the picture of Stefan leaning on the railing keeps flashing through her mind.
She rubbed her eyebrows tiredly, and wanted to start painting until she returned to C Country, but that picture seemed to be imprinted in her mind.
Finally, in desperation, she could only turn her head to look at Stefan who was sitting next to her.
"Stefan, I want some art supplies."
During their visit to the wildlife park earlier that day, Martha overheard one of the staff members mention that most of Lover Island's tourism industry was invested by Stefan. This meant there were many people eager for his attention on this island. So it shouldn't be too difficult for him to help find someone who could sell art supplies.
It was only 8:30 p. m. now; if she worked quickly enough tonight, Martha believed she could create a rough sketch and finish painting within two or three nights.
Thinking this way made Martha feel relieved, because having inspiration but not being able to paint was one of the greatest frustrations to the artist.
Stefan raised an eyebrow slightly at Martha's request and his eyes were dark with interest.
"You want to paint right now?"
"Mmm," replied Martha softly as she looked into his eyes filled with anticipation.
The man's lips curved up slightly into an alluring smile as he spoke in a husky voice, "Why should I buy you art supplies?"
Martha was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized what he meant.
She frowned slightly, and a blush appeared on her pretty face, "What do you want?"
As long as Stefan wasn't asking anything unreasonable from her, she could satisfy him once.
A wicked smile appeared on Stefan's lips, and he whispered what he had thought about in his mind.
"Act like a spoiled girl in front of me."
Martha had never acted like a spoiled girl in front of him, so he wondered what it would be like.
Also, after being married for so long, she had never called him "honey", and he wanted to hear her call out to him like that.
Stefan clenched his hand, and his heartbeat sped up when he thought of Martha looking at him with puppy dog eyes.
Martha, who was sitting next to him, was slightly taken aback when she heard Stefan's requirement, and looked at him with shock in her eyes.
Act like a spoiled girl? Seriously?
Seeing her confused look, Stefan smiled even more.
His eyes fell on her red lip. He wished he could lean forward and kiss her lips right now.
He tightened his big hand by his side, and replied in a deep voice, "You heard me right. I want you to act like a spoiled girl."
Martha froze, and immediately understood what he meant.
She had never acted like a spoiled girl in front of Stefan, and now she realized that wouldn't get the painting tools if she didn't satisfy him.
After thinking it over, she recalled how those spoiled girl would do.
During this time, Stefan kept staring at her, waiting for her next move.
After a long time, she bit her lip, shyly stretched out her hand to hold Stefan's arm, and shook it, "Stefan, I want to paint, please help me."
The man's Adam's apple rolled, his pupils shrank slightly, and he wished he could take her right now.
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