The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1253

The dinner was exceptionally lively.

The triplets, finally able to openly call him 'Daddy' without the need for secrecy, were beyond excited.

Adriana looked amused. "Why is it that you guys are the happiest when it's them who made up?"

Sammy's cheeks were puffed out like a little hamster.

"Of course. Keeping secrets can be quite burdensome. Wanting to get closer, yet not daring to express too much, is really difficult to bear."

Penny chuckled while eating. "Hehe, everything's fine now. Our family will never be separated again!"

The triplets' joyous response caused the whole family to burst into hearty laughter.

Jean and Neera exchanged glances, unable to suppress the smiles on their faces.

Shane, who also laughed, raised his glass to Jean.

"Jean, we meet for the first time. Your reputation precedes you."

Jean raised his eyebrows, glancing at Neera.

The latter gently smiled, her lips slightly pursed as she softly said, "Only a little bit."

Once he got her approval, Jean poured himself a drink and clinked glasses with Shane.

"Shane, you're being too formal. There's no need for such formalities among family."

Shane laughed heartily. "I never imagined that one day, the renowned CEO of Beauvort Group, would be part of my family. It seems my life is now complete, all thanks to my dear sister, Neera."

He tilted his head back, downing his drink in one gulp, then started to playfully tease Jean.

"I never expected that you're under the thumb of your wife. It seems like she has you wrapped around her little finger."

Neera felt a bit embarrassed. "That's not true. Why are you making me sound like a controlling wife..."

The triplets chimed in, joining in the fun.

"Not at all, where could you find such a beautiful wife?"

"Mommy is very gentle!"

"But Daddy really does listen to Mommy a lot!"

Jean chuckled lightly, echoing, "Indeed, I am quite obedient. If she says east, I dare not go west. At home, she's the boss. Everything is up to her."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Neera didn't know how to respond.

She gave him a shy, reproachful glance, then piled his plate high with a generous serving of food.

"Go ahead and eat. You should eat more and talk less!"

Jean's chest heaved with suppressed laughter as he hummed in agreement. "Your wish is my command."

Neera was rendered speechless again.

The meal continued in a boisterous manner.

Afterward, the rest of the group was very tactful and did not disturb Jean and Neera, lovers who were reunited after a long separation.

The two of them, hand in hand, took a leisurely stroll in the courtyard.

During this time, the conversation was dominated by Neera, who shared the recent events in detail. Jean simply listened quietly.

"Actually, some things are so dangerous that I dare not tell you for fear that you'll worry. For instance, the election of the district president. The guy, Darcel, that I mentioned to you, he was the one protecting me at Mount Cloud, and also..."

She spoke eagerly, wanting to share.

After hearing everything, Jean's eyebrows lifted slightly with a thoughtful expression.

"Why were you unwilling to tell me the truth before, but now you're spilling everything? Aren't you afraid I'll get angry?"

Neera stuck out her tongue. "Before, I didn't want you to worry or be anxious. But now, it's different, isn't it? You're by my side. Even if you get angry, I can pacify you until you're happy again."

Jean chuckled. "Am I that easy to pacify?"

"Of course." Neera nodded. "After all, I'm the boss. You have to listen to me. I've got you wrapped around my finger."

Hearing her say those words, Jean couldn't help but laugh. Holding her hand, they began to walk back.

"I heard from the kids that you got hurt. Let me take a look when we're back."

Neera's face turned red as she mumbled softly, "It's not that serious. It's already healing."

"Even so, I would still like to see it."

"Okay."

Tsk, after saying that he would listen to me no matter what, he's still so domineering.

Upon reaching upstairs, Neera took a bath first.

Jean proceeded to the guest room.

By the time Neera came out and was drying her hair, Jean was already sitting on the edge of the bed in his bathrobe, waiting for her.

The scene inexplicably felt a little sensual.

Neera grumbled, "Why did you come out dressed like this?"

Jean chuckled. "My room is just next door. Why dress so formally? Besides, we're engaged and even have a child. No one would think anything of it."

That being said, Neera still blushed.

"Stop letting your imagination run wild. Come here." Jean beckoned her.

When Neera saw that he was calling out to her as if she was a pet, she muttered, "I'm not a puppy."

Nevertheless, she still went over.

Jean pulled her down to sit, and without uttering another word, he began to undress her.

Neera instinctively dodged. "What are you doing..."

Jean's eyes were deep and stern. "Checking the wound."

"I'll do it myself."

Neera was instantly overwhelmed with embarrassment and hurriedly stopped him. She then partially removed her clothes to reveal her injured shoulder.

Upon seeing the scabbed-over wound, Jean's pupils contracted slightly. It felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an unseen hand, causing a raw, piercing pain.

Before, when they were at Mount Cloud, he was extremely worried. He wanted to see her and apply medicine to her.

Only he knew how difficult it was to endure the feeling of not being able to do so at that time.

Fortunately, he can finally do everything within his power for her now.