My Sweetheart novel Chapter 285

Inside, Kathy was reading a medical text, but was becoming quite drowsy, unable to stifle her yawns. Looking at the clock, she saw it was nearly one.

Just as she was getting ready to give Joseph a call, he returned. Seeing her sitting there on the sofa reading a book, he narrowed his eyes. “Waiting for me?”

“Yeah. I’m not tired yet anyway.” But the next moment, she couldn’t help yawning.

Joseph pursed his lips and dropped a kiss to the side of her mouth, saying lowly, “You’re a very devoted wife.”

“I really wasn’t waiting for you,” Kathy insisted, unwilling to let him see her true intentions.

But nothing escaped Joseph. Taking her by the chin, he looked her in the eyes and said, “You’d dare lie to me?”

“No, no. Go take a shower.” She nudged him toward the bathroom.

But Joseph only became more daring. Wrapping her up in his embrace, he murmured in her ear, “Shower with me, hmm?”

Kathy’s ears turned red. “I already showered.”

“Then help me…”

“Fuck off.”

…

“I saw Edith today.” This was two hours after Kathy had been bundled up and carried to bed.

“Yeah,” Joseph replied, “I saw her too, she was waiting for me at the company gates. It was late, so I took her home.”

“She really can’t forget you,” said Kathy somewhat bitterly.

“I will make her completely give up on me.”

Kathy turned her head to look at him, and asked hesitantly, “Why didn’t you marry her in the first place? She grew up with your family. Surely they’d have no trouble accepting her, and the two of you were already familiar.” If Joseph needed a wife, surely Edith was the perfect person.

Joseph narrowed his eyes dangerously. “My wife really wants me to marry someone else?”

Kathy had spent enough time with him to know she’d angered him. “I’m only thinking of you,” she soothed.

“What if I say you’re easier on the eyes?” he countered.

Kathy blinked at him. Easier on the eyes? She knew she didn’t qualify as very pretty, was only moderately good-looking at best. “Uh, am I meant to be happy?”

Joseph laughed, took her face in his hands, and kissed her deeply. It was passionate, and perfect. It should have been a dream, but it was real.

…

The next day, Kathy got up early to go to the lab. Bertie worked there too, and had suggested he take her there. Kathy furrowed her brow, and glanced at Joseph. She knew that his dropping her off would not be convenient for him. She waved a hand. “No, that’s all right, but thank you.”

Yet Bertie looked at Joseph, and did not back down.

Joseph motioned for Kathy get in the car, but she said, “It’s not on your way. I’ll hail a cab.”

“Get in.” He took her by the wrist and pulled her inside. She had no choice but comply.