Sky-High Pampering Plan Of Her Destined Husband

Chapter 166

Grasping the quilt, Janet bit her lip and hesitated for a long time.

Finally, she put on her slippers and walked toward the door, hugging her pillow.

The early autumn weather was damp -- moisture lingered in the air. All lights in the living room were turned off. Janet walked to Ethan's room and saw the dim light from the crack of his door.

Janet took a deep breath and knocked on the door twice.

The door immediately opened, which surprised Janet. If not for the glass of water in Ethan's hand, she would have thought the man had been standing by the door the whole time, waiting for her to knock.

"What's the matter?" Ethan had broad shoulders; his frame narrowed down on his waist to a perfect V. He was wearing a white tank top, and his trousers weren't secured by a belt. They hung loosely on his waist. He leaned against the door frame and took a sip of water. His lips curled up into a knowing smile when he saw the pillow in her arms.

Janet lowered her head. "I'm a little scared," she mumbled, clutching the pillow tightly.

One look at Janet told him why she was here.

"Do you want me to sleep with you in your room?" he asked.

After a moment's thought, Janet glanced at him and nodded. "Yes."

"Wait a minute." Ethan ruffled her hair and walked into his room. Moments later, he came out in his

pajamas, holding a gray pillow in his hand. Grasping the quilt, Janet bit her lip and hesitated for a long time.

"Let's go." He smiled.

Janet's face flushed with embarrassment as she walked toward her room. "Okay."

The trees dancing wildly with the breeze cast long shadows into the room. The moonlight flooding through the window was the only source of light.

Janet lay stiffly on the bed and stared at the white ceiling while clutching the quilt tightly.

Meanwhile, Ethan was lying on his side of the bed with his back to Janet, blocking the moonlight.

Janet was wide awake despite lying on the bed for a long time. She craned her neck and looked at Ethan. "Ethan, are you asleep?"

Ethan moved. He propped his head on his palm and looked at her. The dim light outside the window outlined his face and made his deep black eyes sparkle. "No."

"Can we talk for a while?" Janet was wrapped in the quilt, revealing only her flawless face.

Ethan chuckled and leaned toward her.

He was a tall, muscular man who exuded a powerful aura. Before Janet knew it, he lifted her in his arms and wrapped her in a tight embrace. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Ethan leaned against her and peppered soft kisses on her earlobe and cheek as he spoke. "Well, what do you want to talk about?"

Janet's face turned red; the little kisses made her dizzy. Ethan must have just taken a shower. The fresh scent of shower gel made her mouth water.

"What part-time jobs do you do? Are you tired from your work?" The kisses made Janet's skin prickle with goosebumps. She placed a hand on his chest, keeping a safe distance from him.

Ethan didn't know much about part-time jobs. He had an honorable job, after all.

"Well, nothing in particular. I do what I'm asked to do and what I feel like doing." He shrugged nonchalantly. "Honey, we are a real couple now," he said, gently caressing her neck. "From now on, why don't we sleep in the same room?"

Janet bit her lip and hummed softly, neither accepting nor refusing his suggestion. She felt safe in Ethan's arms. He was like the protective shield that could guard her against all sorts of troubles. Her body relaxed, and her eyes grew heavy.

"I'm a little sleepy..." she mumbled, stifling a yawn.

'She was awake all this while. Does she have to sleep during such a crucial moment?'

"We barely spoke about anything, but you want to sleep," Ethan hissed through his teeth.

Janet had closed her eyes, and her breathing had become even. It looked like she had drifted off to a peaceful sleep.

Ethan couldn't help but smile at her. He wondered when he could make love to his wife.