"Wait for me." Ethan immediately went downstairs and called Archie, asking where he could buy a heating pad at this hour.
Archie, who had just woken up, was startled at first by the request for a "heating pad", then quickly got up, "I have one here, I"ll bring it right over."
Archie"s wife, Xu Huajing, also woke up and saw her husband rummaging around, "What does your CEO need?"
"A heating pad."
Xu Huajing"s expression mirrored Archie"s initial confusion, "Why would such a grown man need that?"
"It"s probably for his wife."
Finally finding the heating pad along with a charging cable, Archie said, "You go back to sleep, I"ll be right back."
"Okay, drive safely."
...
After the heating pad arrived, Ethan immediately plugged it in and then went to the kitchen to boil water.
Once the water boiled, he added brown sugar, holding the cup of brown sugar water in one hand and the heated pad in the other, and returned to the bedroom.
Jane Sullivan was already in so much pain she could barely sit up.
Ethan placed the brown sugar water on the bedside table, helped her sit up, slid into bed beside her, took her into his arms, and placed the warm pad on her abdomen, "Drink some hot water first."
"Okay."
Because she was weak, Ethan held the cup to Jane Sullivan"s lips for her to drink.
After drinking half a cup of brown sugar water and with the heating pad warming her abdomen, the pain slowly started to lessen.
Leaning against Ethan"s chest, Jane Sullivan rubbed her head gently against his shoulder, finding a comfortable position to lie in, and whispered softly, "Uncle... thank you."
Hearing Jane Sullivan"s thanks, Ethan hugged her tightly, guilt washing over him as he remembered his near encounter with another woman earlier that night, "Jane..."
Softly calling her nickname, his chin rubbing against her neck, he closed his eyes, repeatedly whispering, "Jane..."
"Uncle..."
Perhaps because of the warmth Ethan had provided that night, Jane Sullivan, with halfclosed eyes, reached up to wrap her arms around his neck, turning her head to plant a kiss on his chin.
Her lips were warm against Ethan, causing a tremor in his heart.
His hand, which had been on her abdomen easing her pain, stirred at her kiss.
Jane Sullivan felt a warm flow in her abdomen, Ethan"s caress as soft as a feather brushing across her navel, sending tingling sensations from her toes upwards.
Despite being on her period, Jane Sullivan felt her body becoming incredibly sensitive.
Unable to resist Ethan"s gentle provocation.
"Uncle..."
Her voice started to sound like a kitten"s, her legs pressed together, involuntarily rubbing against the bedsheet.
Her lips slightly parted, her fair face flushing red, she tilted her head back, in anticipation...
Ethan knew this was a sign of Jane Sullivan"s arousal.
But it was at such a time, was this not a test of his restraint?
"Does it still hurt?"
His deep voice sounded in her ear, almost like an illusion.
Jane Sullivan gently shook her head, "No, it doesn"t hurt anymore."
"Then sleep."
Ethan"s Adam"s apple bobbed as he gazed at her flushed face, wanting nothing more than to press her beneath him.
But considering her condition, he sat up slowly and gently laid her down on the bed.
As he was about to leave, Jane Sullivan grabbed his hand, "Uncle..."
Her eyes were hazy, biting her lower lip, unaware that such an expression was fatally tempting to a man.
Ethan frowned, intertwining his fingers with hers, "Jane, you really are a little temptress sent by the heavens to torment me!"
Why did she have to be so obedient now, at the most inconvenient time?
But he couldn"t bear to see her in pain, remembering how he had forced her the night before, he wanted to give her a pleasant experience.
He lifted the blanket, his rough fingertips gently stroking her lips, then slowly leaned down, his breath tinged with alcohol tantalizing her.
Jane Sullivan felt intoxicated by his scent.
She opened her mouth to take in Ethan"s finger, her tongue lightly licking...
"You little thing! You asked for this!"
Ethan growled, pulling back his finger and kissing her lips.
Gently, tenderly, with patience, he guided her to extend her tongue.
Entwining, sucking...
The kiss was so deep and lingering that neither wanted to end it...
Until Ethan lifted Jane Sullivan in a turn, placing her on top.
Breathing heavily, he growled, "You"re going to drive me insane one of these days!"
But Jane Sullivan felt she was the one going crazy.
She didn"t know how to alleviate the restlessness inside her, only rubbing continuously, "Mmm..."
The more she rubbed, the more Ethan felt like he was about to explode!
Veins on his forehead pronounced, he felt like engaging in a fierce battle with her!
But as much as he wanted to, he still controlled himself.
Sitting up, he held the wriggling girl in his arms, buried his head in her collarbone, slowly moving downwards, then stopping and opening his mouth...
"Mmm... Ethan..."
Ethan"s favorite thing was Jane Sullivan calling his name.
It made him forget his age, his status.
"Jane..."
Their breathing became more erratic, feeling the girl in his arms tense up, he squeezed her waist tightly.
"Mmm..."
Jane Sullivan arched her back, emitting a shy sound.
"Little thing, you"re getting more and more sensitive..."
Ethan knew Jane Sullivan"s response tonight was largely due to her physiological state, as women are often overly sensitive during their periods.
So he didn"t say much to embarrass her.
Watching her panting, he gently laid her down on the bed, his forehead touching hers, "Wait until this is over, I"ll make sure you can"t leave the bed for two days!"
After saying this, he quickly left the room, heading to his study...
Ethan never thought he would have to resort to using his hand.
Watching the video of Jane Sullivan sitting on top of him, hearing her moans, Ethan was covered in a thin layer of sweat.
When he finally released, Ethan truly understood.
Jane Sullivan, this girl, was slowly changing him.
...
The next day.
When Jane Sullivan woke up, Ethan had already gotten ready for work.
Seeing her open her eyes, he came to the bedside and gently kissed her forehead, "I"ve asked Wenhang to bring Aunt Chang and Sauerkraut over. Aunt Chang has prepared breakfast, make sure you go down to eat."
"Okay." Jane Sullivan"s voice was weak, sounding halfasleep.
It wasn"t until Ethan left and she heard Sauerkraut"s reluctant barking downstairs that she remembered Ethan"s tenderness from the night before, her lips curving into a slight smile.
She lay in bed, smiling until her eyes curved.
However, this smile only lasted for two hours.
When she got out of bed and came downstairs, intending to wash some clothes, she put them into the washing machine and noticed a white shirt in the basket.
It was Ethan"s shirt from last night, still smelling strongly of alcohol.
Jane Sullivan picked it up, thinking of washing it together.
But as soon as she lifted it, she saw a red lipstick mark on the collar, and her blood seemed to freeze...
Remembering Ethan had touched another woman before her last night, a feeling of disgust instantly overwhelmed her.
Because everything last night was a lie...