Lost in Mr. Preston's Temptation novel Chapter 95

Ethan smelled a faint white tea fragrance from her body and frowned slightly. “Just come however you like.”

“That won’t do. I’m also your wife. When I go with you to see your elders, I certainly need to give them a good first impression.”

As Clara said that she leaned over and put her hand on his wide shoulder. “Why not a lady from a respectable family then. The elders like this one.”

“If you have already decided, why are you still asking me?”

“I’m afraid you have other opinions, Ethan.” Clara leaned against his ear and whispered, “If you like something else, I’ll bring another set over and wear it only for you to see.”

Ethan grabbed the woman’s hand, looked at her flawless face, and narrowed his eyes.

“Is this the real you, who likes flirting?” Ethan leaned over towards her. “Or is your brain damaged by the drug? Do you need George to come over?”

Clara wrapped her hand around the man’s neck and blinked, “You are my husband. Is it illegal to flirt with you?”

“...”

“Oh right.” Ignoring his inquisitive gaze, Clara suddenly let go of him again, opened the bag on the sofa, and took out a delicate necklace from its inner pocket.

“Ethan, your necklace fell out in the hotel. I brought it back for you.”

She personally helped him put on his necklace, and thoughtfully said, “I know that this is a precious necklace for you. Be careful next time, it would be a pity to lose it again.”

“Sir, madam.” Mae came out of the kitchen and shouted from afar to the living room, “You can have dinner now.”

Clara immediately got out of the man’s arms, and ran towards the dining room, “It smells good, Mae, did you make steamed pork?”

Mae smiled. “Yeah, and deep-fried eggplant. “

“Wow, that’s awesome!”

Ethan hadn’t gotten up yet from the sofa.

He turned his head slightly and saw Clara bent over the dining table, picking up a piece of steamed meat with her chopsticks, blowing on it and putting it into her mouth, and then showing satisfaction on her small face.

Her light pink tongue swept across her lips as she licked off the food residue, acting casually.

His eyes narrowed as he watched, and his heart also surged within him.

Now the feeling this woman gave him was as if she didn’t care about anything. Doing whatever she felt like, and not caring what he did about her.

He was inexplicably upset!

...

Clara slept well after coming back to Preston Village to her familiar bed.

Waking up early the next day, she washed up, changed into a professional suit, and went downstairs to eat.

Baxter had also happened to come out of his room. He saw Clara downstairs and was surprised. “Clara, don’t you need to go to Grandma Preston’s home today with Ethan? This outfit looks like you are going to work?”

“We’ll have dinner tonight.” Clara sat down at the dining table. “I haven’t been to work for several days now.”