Capítulo 19: Cooperation
Ethan flipped through the pile of papers. It was his call to cooperate, and now even the files were there, so nothing much was uncertain anymore. Yet as he went through the pages, he saw a photo.
Bella Harper, Cooperation head.
It was a tagged photo heavily glued to the file. He could almost see her doing makeup for hours before taking this photo.
Looking at the photo and then the contract, he smiled.
"A cooperation? Good,"
he mumbled to himself and tossed the files aside.
"Mr. Frost."
"We're cooperating with the Harper. Get their head here this afternoon."
"I'm on it."
Meanwhile, at Villa Willowbrook.
"Should I do something for this?"
Amelia had been thinking of doing something to stop the cooperation. Yet with what she had for the moment, she knew she could do nothing. However, she couldn't calm herself down, either.
It was already time for lunch, so she decided to hang out instead of keeping herself in the house.
As she stepped outside, that jet black Rolls-Royce was already at the driveway.
"You're back already."
Ethan saw her with her handbag. He was stunned for a second and then went calm again.
"Where are you headed?"
"I'm going out for a walk,"
she said so while combing her hair back.
Ethan then dragged her back into the house.
"What are you doing? I can walk by myself,"
Amelia struggled as she got taken back to the living room.
"Now sit. Wherever you want to go for lunch, I will take you there. You can't just run around on foot."
"But that's the only car we've got, or I wouldn't be walking out like that,"
Amelia mumbled to herself. She still felt sore after all the walks last time around. He was her husband, but her freeloading on him was pretty much the only thing that happened between them. She was on no ground to ask him for anything.
Ethan looked at her and paused.
"So you want the car."
Amelia felt embarrassed. It was yet more freeloading, but there was nothing else she could do. She nodded.
Ethan smiled, "You scared me. Let's just go... borrow one." He almost let it slip that they could just choose one from the garage.
It was already embarrassing enough to freeload on him. Hearing that he had to borrow one as well, she felt even worse.
"From whom? Your boss? Are you sure that's alright?"
Ethan nodded, "Yeah. Don't worry about it. It won't matter to you either way. I'm supposed to offer you this much."
In the afternoon, a Porsche appeared outside the gate. It was Ethan who asked his secretary to drive it there.
"How do you like it?"
Amelia looked at the car in awe. He didn't even set foot out of the house, and the car was already there.
Ethan winked at Mike and coughed.
Mike then moved to Amelia with a smile,
"How do you like it, miss? Boss said this is for his family. This car should suit you best."
Amelia looked at Mike in awe, and Ethan gave him a kick.
"Don't you call her miss. She's Mrs. Frost."
Mike was almost knocked off balance as he was caught off-handed. He then straightened himself and said, "Right. Mrs. Frost."
Amelia watched them go and laughed. Yet she kept her eyes on that Porsche the entire time.
"That's not your everyday ride. Your boss must be really rich."
Mike stole a glance at Ethan, "Yeah. Nobody can get quite as rich as him."
Ethan coughed, "Thanks for the ride, mate. Now, off you go. Boss is waiting for you."
"Wh-what... Yeah... Right."
"I'll get going then, Mrs. Frost. Let me know if anything comes up."
As Amelia watched Mike go, she could feel something was off. This guy seemed really scared of Ethan. What for?
"Well... I haven't figured how, but the car, the food, and everything..."
Ethan froze for a second and started to smile,
"Well. You pay for what you get, eh? How are you gonna pay, then?"
That gave Amelia a solid flush. Now that she was deprived of everything and married him, all she had got left was herself. She stood there, not knowing what to do.
It would be ungrateful to refuse him, but she still wasn't into giving herself to him.
Her reaction amused Ethan. He walked to her and looked at her face.
"I was about to ask you to clear out my closet for me. What was the blush all about?"
Amelia then looked up and froze.
"I... I think that'll do."
She then rushed back into the house. Ethan stood there, watching her go.
"How did you like the ride?"
"Boy, was it awesome."
Ethan was pleased to see that all her displeasure went away for good. If that was what it took to make her happy, he could give her all the Porches in the world.
"Off you go. I'll handle the mess."
"Don't. I'll hate myself for running away,"
as Amelia said so, she started collecting the dishes as well.
"Go and take a shower or something. I'm not gonna risk all my plates again."
As she saw him leave with the dishes, she smiled. So he did worry about her getting tired out from driving around. That was thoughtful of him.
As he got back from all the dishes, she just got out of the shower as well.
Watching her in a red bathrobe, Ethan couldn't help feeling tempted.
Red was a warm and welcoming color. With that bathrobe on, she looked delicious.
Amelia then suddenly fled to the bed and covered herself with a blanket while keeping eye contact.
Ethan tried calming himself down as well. He had seen countless beauties, but it was the first time he felt tempted like that.
"Your turn now. I'll get some sleep."
She then lay down with a blush. She could almost hear her heart thump.
Water started to splash in the shower, and she could hear each of his moves.
"What was he thinking? Did he...
Oh, come on. Stop that,"
with a blushed face and heavy breath, she closed her eyes.
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