Maria had no idea why her boss knew there was a bowl of soup in the fridge; not only did he ask for the soup as soon as he came home, he didn’t eat the eels as well.
Sophia blushed with embarrassment, for she didn’t expect Michael to drink up the chicken soup that she had made very carelessly. After all, her cooking wasn’t as good as an experienced chef’s. God knew what Michael would say about it!
However, the fact that her Lord had actually eaten the food she made filled Sophia with some satisfaction. After eating something that she had found in the kitchen, she washed herself up and went to sleep.
Nathan was already asleep when she reached home. Unlike Sophia, he was in no mood to become a fanboy.
She kept rolling in bed as her mind was preoccupied with the way Michael looked when he showed up at the airport on this day, especially his cold black suit and cool sunglasses. He looked enigmatic in his black suit, and every corner of his face was so sharp and mysterious. He was really very handsome!
However, he wouldn’t be hers no matter how handsome he was, for she was too insignificant compared to the thousands of beauties in his harem!
Sophia wanted to give her body and soul to him, yet she feared that she would come to regret the decision.
Why did she have to fall in love with Michael of all people? Not only did she have love rivals worldwide, but most of them were males!
Sophia felt that she would definitely come to regret it, but on second thought, it would be a waste not to sleep with her Lord now that he had given her the opportunity…
Since she was exhausted during the day, it took only a while of indecision before she began feeling sleepy. Suddenly, the door opened, and Nathan sneaked inside and wormed his way under her blanket. Despite being half asleep, Sophia subconsciously reached out her arms and hugged him before saying, “Dear son, you’re six years old already; you can’t sleep together with me anymore.”
Nathan burrowed himself into her arms and said, “I’m scared.”
When Michael finished taking care of his stuff and went back to his bedroom, he didn’t see his pretty young wife waiting for him as expected, for Sophia had fallen asleep a long time ago. After all, it was time for her to take some rest after having worn herself out. Not only had she attended lectures in the morning, she also spent the entire afternoon waiting at the airport before having dinner and singing karaoke with a bunch of people that night.
He glared fiercely at Nathan—who was sharing a pillow with Sophia—with a look of displeasure. “How many times have I said it already? Don’t sleep with my wife!”
Nathan clutched at Sophia’s arm and refuted, “So what? I want to sleep with your wife!”
Then, he added with the back of his head facing Michael, “I’m a spoiled brat! A spoiled brat is fearless, so I’m going to sleep with your wife just as I’ve said.”
Michael shook his head and smiled. What a bad temper this little brat had!
He walked up and patted Nathan’s head before saying softly, “Alright, darling. It’s Daddy’s fault, okay?”
Nathan answered in a muffled voice, “No, it’s not okay.”
Michael ignored him. The fact that he was still talking to Michael meant that he wasn’t mad at all, for he would have cold-shouldered Michael for about half a month if he was really mad.
9Fangirling was truly physically draining, for Sophia slept very soundly; it was already 9 a.m. by the time she woke up the next day.
She lay on her bed and was dazed for a while before she suddenly turned to look at the alarm clock at one side. To her horror, she found that this day was Friday, and she had lectures that morning!
“Holy sh*t, I’m going to be late!”
Sophia immediately got out of bed and dashed into the bathroom. After washing her face and brushing her teeth in a hurry, she applied some CC cream on her face before rushing downstairs.
iPadMichael was eating breakfast in the dining room while watching the news on his iPad. Nathan, who was sitting next to him, was drinking some milk.
Carrying her bag on her back, Sophia dashed into the dining room and picked up a piece of bread before dashing out while saying, “I’m late! We’re late, Nate— hurry up and let’s go!”
She dashed to the door and opened it to see that it was drizzling outside. As a gust of chilly air got into the house, she immediately had Maria find an umbrella for her.
Maria then ran up to her while holding an umbrella, saying, “Oh, Madam—where are you going in such a hurry?”
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