Chapter 192: Leave
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Cedric felt like his brain was going to explode at any moment. Does she know what she was doing? Or did she think that he was really asleep?
He was asleep... indeed. But... that was acting though. How he wished he was ’awake’. His hands, tongue, and his little brother along with every nerve of his body wanted to ravish the beauty in front of him. But all he could do was... freaking sleep! He was a healthy man! Okay!? But he couldn’t do the things that a healthy man could do! Shit!
Can his life be any worse?
He cursed his bad fate and groaned. And for his relief, Eleanor left the room wrapping the towel. Even though he was glad that she didn’t continue his torture, but he was disappointed at some point.
He saw Eleanor returning from the closet wearing the pajamas. Her pajamas were handpicked by Cedric. For the sake of his eye feast, he picked a kind of clothes that could entice his eyes. And he could see that she didn’t wear a bra! Man!
Was it too late for her to learn how to behave?! f**k!
But... he was the one who did that. And he knew... woman doesn’t wear a bra during nights. Shit! Groaning, he got up from his bed and rubbed his eyes harshly. He wore his shoes and walked out. He saw Eleanor was checking out the guest room. And he could guess she was trying to change rooms. He let her do things she wanted. He went back to the room and took a cold shower and changed himself into pajamas.
He went to his study and worked there. He wondered if Eleanor would be comfortable working from home. Cedric was so immersed in work that he didn’t notice the time. While Eleanor went back to the dining table and started conversing with Mrs. Aubrey. Eleanor talked about her diet with Mrs. Aubrey. Mrs. Aubrey made some changes in a way that wouldn’t intrude on her diet and her cravings. Eleanor was more than happy to do that and then they both started conversing about the dinner. Eleanor was already craving the chicken stew. And the chicken stew was already made, and now she wanted to eat more.
For some reason, All Eleanor could think was food, food, food, food, and food. Her brain was filled with food only. She just couldn’t think about her problems or anything but food. And she was doing it.
And from the servants, he could hear them gossiping in a surprising way that Eleanor only minded eating everything instead of being scared or crying. They even praised her that Eleanor was one of a kind. Cedric just smiled hearing them. Indeed, she was really one of a kind.
She is a hot yet cold dessert.