Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 2165

Josephine’s hand hurt from hitting Ethan earlier, and she was abruptly filled with a deep sense of regret. “I promise never to hit you again,” she promised.

Ethan snorted with laughter when he heard those words. Reaching out, he pulled her into his embrace. “Why are you making such child- like promises?”

“I will definitely control myself in the future.” Blinking back her tears, she threw her arms. around his waist tightly. “I will properly listen to your explanation next time.”

Then, she looked up at him and asked, “Do you have any other crazy admirers aside from that woman? Hurry up and tell me about them so that I won’t be jealous of them in the future!” He mulled over her question and shook his head. “I don’t know. I never paid any attention to them.”

His answer left her with no choice but to give up on her original objective. She had initially thought that she could trick him into telling her about whether he had any other admirers in the past. “Is Miss Langley the daughter of your parents’ friend?”

“Yeah. She is the daughter of my mother’s friend. We’ve known each other since childhood, but I only regard her as a friend.” “She’s really pretty! Not to mention, she looks like a model,” she added.

He involuntarily smiled and stroked the tip of her nose endearingly. “Didn’t you say you trusted me? Why are you testing me again?” She blinked innocently to conceal her embarrassment and smiled mischievously. “I do trust you!”

Ethan brought Josephine into the hall. As soon as he entered the hall, he reached out and pulled her into his arms. They collapsed onto the couch together. Lying on top of him, she looked up at him with glistening eyes. She never wanted to see another woman approaching him again. If it happened again, she was certain she would be very jealous.

That was because she had a strong possessive streak in her heart. She wished that her lover would only belong to her forever. Meanwhile, he wrapped his arms around the back of her lower waist. Their position instantly became rather ambiguous. Supporting the back of her head, he planted a kiss on her forehead. “Are we going out for dinner tonight? Or are we cooking at home?”

“Are you willing to cook? I’m bad at cooking,” she questioned. “Sure! I’ll prepare steak and spaghetti for you.” “Wow! That sounds great! In that case, I’ll help you,” she exclaimed happily and threw her arms around his neck.

Ethan took out his phone and instructed the bodyguards to deliver some ingredients. What was more, these ingredients were flown in under his orders to ensure they maintained their authentic taste.