Chapter 327 House husband
Then, he moved to her delicate neck.
His kisses were both suggestive and sensual.
Alana was momentarily baffled. What kind of reward did he actually want?
Isn’t a kiss enough?
Alana quickly spoke up, “Wait, aren’t you supposed to be going to work?”
Stephan’s breath was scorching, and his deep eyes overflowed with a heavy, intense
desire.
“Let’s do it once. It’s not too late to recharge before you go.”
Seriously, was that all he can think about?
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Cynthia went to the hospital and ran into Darla.
Darla greeted Cynthia as usual. “Auntie.”
Cynthia glanced at Darla, recalling her son’s warning to keep her distance from her.
So she pretended not to hear her and walked right past Darla.
Darla froze. She had clearly noticed Cynthia glance at her just now; she must have heard her greeting, so why didn’t she respond?
Or perhaps Cynthia had some urgent matter and couldn’t spare the time to reply?
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At noon, as usual, Darla came to ask Cynthia to go out to a restaurant for lunch.
She walked into Cynthia’s office and saw her washing and sanitizing her hands.
She immediately said, “Auntie, let’s go eat together. It’s on me.”
Cynthia gave Darla an awkward smile. “Darla, I’m sorry, but I won’t be going out to eat. I’ll have lunch at the hospital cafeteria.”
“That’s fine. I’ll just go with you to the hospital cafeteria.”
Seeing that this excuse wouldn’t work, Cynthia tried another one: “Oh, sorry, I just remembered... I have a lunch date with someone else today. You should just eat on your own.”
Darla blinked.
After saying that, Cynthia wiped her hands with a disinfectant wipe and hurriedly left.
Darla keenly sensed that Cynthia was deliberately avoiding her.
But why?
They used to be so close, they did everything together.
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After Stephan had a wild session with Alana on the sofa, he left feeling refreshed, still carrying her scent on him.
Alana slumped on the sofa, her face flushed and her body completely drained of energy. That bastard is getting more and more aggressive.
After a brief inner rant, she had no choice but to get up and go upstairs to clean herself up.
She was sticky all over, covered in his cum.
Alana went to the bathroom, took a thorough shower, and only then came downstairs for breakfast.
Breakfast had gone cold, so she put it in the microwave to heat it up.
Once it was heated, she arranged it on a plate, snapped a photo, edited it a bit, and, in a rare move posted it to her social media.
[“Made by my boyfriend. Delicious."]
She was so happy today, having been accepted by Stephan’s mother, so she wanted to express her excitement in a different way.
As soon as she posted the photo, she received plenty of likes and comments.
Eve: [A woman who hasn’t posted on social media in ages suddenly posts something. and it’s about her boyfriend. Oh my, it’s making me cry.]
Carla: [It looks so good! A boyfriend who can cook is just the best!]
Other Colleagues: [Waaah, I wish I could have a dozen boyfriends like that!]
Danielle watched with a mix of envy and resentment, [Flaunting your love? You’ll die soon!]
Alana saw it and immediately deleted Danielle’s comment, blocking her from her page in the process.
Only the more harmonious and friendly comments remained.
When Cole saw Alana’s post, his eyes darkened.
It seemed she was... very happy right now.
Cole lowered his gaze and glanced at the sandalwood beads on his wrist, which had been re-strung with a new cord.
But even though they’d been strung back together, they weren’t the same sandalwood beads anymore. The string was different, and... one was missing.
He and Alana... could never go back to the way things were.
Cole’s fingers trembled as he considered liking the post, but... he couldn’t bring himself to do it.
Perhaps ignoring it and not responding was the best outcome for both of them.
Of course, the one who was happiest about all this was none other than a certain someone.
Stephan had just fully recharged at home and arrived at his office.
He hadn’t even had time to settle into his seat before he spotted Alana’s post.
Since he had set her as a “special follow,” he received a notification the moment she made the slightest move.
Ever since he’d added that woman, Alana, on his social media, he hadn’t seen her post a single update.
Not a single one.
He’d thought she’d blocked him, but as they got to know each other better, he realized she simply didn’t like posting that much.
When one suddenly popped up, he was quite curious. He tapped on it and found that it was actually about him.
After reading the content, Stephan couldn’t help but smile.
Then his finger twitched, and he immediately hit “Like.”
He even took a screenshot and posted it on his own page, along with the image. [Made breakfast for my girlfriend this morning, and she posted about it to praise me...what a surprise! I have the best girlfriend ever.]
Every word was pure bragging.
Soon, his post was ablaze with reactions.
Single Guy #1: [Here he goes again, showing off like a jerk!]
Single Guy #2: [He’s being treated like a househusband, yet he’s still here showing off. Everyone, come make fun of him!]
Single Guy #3: 【Show-off!!!】
Single Guy #4: [Stephan, you’re a loser in love. Is a little praise from your girlfriend all it takes to satisfy you? That’s pathetic...get a grip!]
Unlike the peaceful atmosphere around Alana, Stephan’s end was filled with grumbling and cursing.
Because this wasn’t exactly friendly to the single folks in his social circle.
It was like walking by and getting accidentally spat on, purely disgusting, and not a pleasant feeling at all.
Stephan had achieved his goal of showing off, so he couldn’t care less about how those people in his page felt.
Alana also noticed that Stephan had liked her post, and she saw that he’d posted something on his own page, something about her, too. Her cheeks flushed involuntarily.
Couldn’t this guy be a little more low-key?
She’d merely posted that the breakfast he’d made was delicious, did he really have to broadcast it to everyone on his feed?
She had no idea what his friends were commenting on his post, and the thought of it made her feel a little embarrassed.
Still, Alana quietly gave Stephan a like.
Less than three seconds after she liked it, Stephan posted another update.
[My girlfriend liked my post the moment I posted it. She really is always paying attention to her boyfriend. Needless to say, it’s another day where my girlfriend cares deeply about me.]
Accompanied by a screenshot, showing the notification he had gotten of Alana liking the post.
Alana was beyond speechless.
Her boyfriend was crazy.
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After finishing breakfast, Alana set off for the hospital.
She wanted to share the good news, that Stephan’s mother had approved of her with her grandmother.
When she arrived at her grandmother’s hospital room, she found Miranda and Joan, mother and daughter, there as well.
In fact, Miranda and Joan had been in the city for two days already, but upon their arrival, they were so overwhelmed by the city’s bustling atmosphere that they spent the entire time carefree, enjoying themselves.
Only after they’d grown tired of sightseeing did they come to visit the old woman.
Mainly, they had guessed that Stephan would take full charge of all matters regarding the woman’s treatment, so they felt completely at ease.
As soon as Miranda saw Alana, she said to her, “Alana, I never imagined the city was so big, and so much more bustling than our small town. No wonder you aren’t even thinking about going back.”
The glitz and glamour of the city had captivated her; she was already so immersed in the luxurious urban life that she didn’t want to go back.
It seemed that Alana’s mother, Agnes, was also in this city.
Alana had no intention of paying Miranda any mind; instead, she walked straight to her grandmother’s bedside.
She took her grandmother’s hand and said with a smile, “Grandma, I have some good news for you.”