Chubby Mommy: Scheming Daddy, Surrender Now!-Chapter 408: Driven to Madness

Ruby Sullivan made delicious porridge for Ethan Sterling, the smooth rice soup emitted an irresistible fragrance, and the soft, glutinous rice made one feel like they were floating with just one bite.

Ethan Sterling was already starving, immediately sat up to eat, and to his surprise, Ruby Sullivan turned back to her gentle and considerate self, wanting to feed him and sweetly told him to open his mouth.

Ethan Sterling was stunned for a second, then a happy smile appeared on his face. He followed Ruby Sullivan’s "ah" and opened his mouth, eating that spoonful of fragrant porridge.

Then... the texture suddenly seemed a bit off.

Ethan Sterling suddenly opened his eyes, realizing he was eating a quilt.

His old face turned red, thinking that this New Year’s new vibe was somewhat newfangled even for him, and with this thought, he couldn’t help but sigh deeply. Suddenly, his nose twitched, and he took another deep breath. This aroma...

He had been vomiting and having diarrhea since arriving at the hospital yesterday, had another ordeal after the gastroscopy, and basically expelled everything he ate. Even though he slept for a while, he didn’t feel much refreshed but even hungrier.

Ethan Sterling thought the hotel restaurant’s aroma had drifted into the room. Having lived for over thirty years, it was the first time he felt a bit desolate. He wanted to reach for his phone to check the time and turned to see a glass meal box on the bedside table, containing porridge.

Next to the meal box was a disposable spoon, without any notes, but he could guess who had prepared it.

A sweet feeling filled Ethan Sterling’s heart; he sat up and carefully opened the meal box lid, eating it slowly, not wanting to waste a single grain of rice.

It was just a bowl of porridge with some seasoning and chopped vegetables, yet incredibly rich in flavor. Aside from Ruby Sullivan, he couldn’t think of anyone who could make such good porridge.

While eating the porridge, Ethan Sterling felt full of energy again. She still had him in her heart; otherwise, why would she take the time during a busy business trip in a foreign country to personally make this porridge for him? After all, this isn’t home—finding a kitchen, ingredients, and everything must be particularly troublesome!

But in such circumstances, Ruby Sullivan still made this bowl of porridge for him. What else could this mean if not that he was in her heart?

Imagining the effort Ruby Sullivan put into making this porridge, the more he thought about it, the more delicious it seemed. A simple bowl of porridge made him taste as though he was in heaven.

After finishing the porridge, Ethan Sterling indeed felt much more spirited, rubbing his stomach; he no longer felt uncomfortable. He paced around the room, wondering whether to go directly to her or call her first.

He then thought that she was just next door and couldn’t help but bizarrely press against the wall, trying to hear movements from her room. Having played the fly on the wall for a long time, he found nothing, realizing even if he could hear something, it would be the sounds from her bathroom.

At this time, any noise from the bathroom would indeed be strange, right?

Mr. Sterling had already fallen into a frenzied state, completely losing his rationality, even forgetting the basic fact that the high-end business hotel he was staying in, at over 3000 euros per night, had excellent soundproofing. Even if there was movement next door, he wouldn’t hear it.

Yes, Mr. Sterling could no longer think rationally; his rapidly working brain was like a Husky going wild, completely out of control.

It wasn’t that Ethan Sterling had turned himself into a lunatic over the New Year, but the mischief hidden in his character was usually so well-concealed that even he forgot about it. Upon hearing that Ruby Sullivan might be dating another man, all those repressed elements of his character became active.

Love can lower one’s IQ, turning people into neurotics; Mr. Sterling merely suddenly realized how much he cared about that woman, completely immersed in love.

After pacing the room thirty-eight times, Ethan Sterling finally called Ruby Sullivan. She didn’t answer until the ringtone ended. Suddenly, he calmed down, and his uncontrollable smile dropped, "She might not have heard it."

He frowned and called again, and just as the ringtone was about to end, he was about to go straight to knock on her door when the call connected.

"What?" Ruby Sullivan’s tone was full of drowsiness, sounding as though she hadn’t fully woken up.

"The porridge, I ate it all."

"Hmm."

"Were you... sleeping?"

"Hmm."

"I... it’s nothing..." Ethan Sterling suddenly found himself at a loss for continuing the conversation.

"Then hang up." Ruby Sullivan hung up directly after saying that, not caring what he still wanted to say.

She wanted to be well-rested for tomorrow to sign the contract; it was important.

If Howard didn’t need to stay in the country to manage affairs after the New Year, she wouldn’t have traveled for this business trip alone. Although Howard had warned her about the potential big pitfalls in the contract, she was still a bit nervous when it came down to it.

Her way to alleviate nervousness was to have a good sleep so that her brain would function better after enough rest.

Ruby Sullivan has always had a very objective understanding of her own intelligence and has never been blindly confident.

After hanging up the phone, she flipped over again, buried her head into the quilt once more, then suddenly opened her eyes, turned around, and called Ethan Sterling back again.

There, Ethan Sterling, who was feeling dejected after the call was cut off, saw her name appear on the screen again and immediately frowned, "Is she playing hard to get now?"

Ethan Sterling struggled internally for three seconds and then answered the call, "What’s up?" He raised his brows and asked in a deliberately provocative tone.

"Hmm, can you come over now, or I can go over." Ruby Sullivan didn’t catch anything off in his tone; wasn’t this cocky attitude the norm for him? It’s just the person themselves didn’t realize it.

Ethan Sterling knew it was really something important now, cut the chatter, and said he would go to her.

When Ruby Sullivan opened the door, she was in pajamas, and being completely makeup-free made her look not so good. Besides large dark circles, she even had slight bags under her eyes.

Ruby Sullivan rarely had eye bags unless extremely tired.

Since she arrived in Nissa, she hadn’t caught up on rest and had been busy almost twenty-four hours straight. From noon, she started catching up on sleep until now, and she had only slept for an hour. As a thirty-year-old woman not in perfect health, it would be strange if she weren’t tired.

Seeing her face, Ethan Sterling was a bit surprised but instantly knew who was the culprit responsible for how she looked.

"Have a seat," Ruby Sullivan said after opening the door and went to pour some water, casually pointing at the sofa. Then she sat on the bed and asked seriously, "Ethan Sterling, did you come here this time to ruin me or ruin my company?"

Ethan Sterling broke into a cold sweat; why must she use the word "ruin"? Was he, Ethan Sterling, not worthy of a slightly more pleasant adjective?

"I came to vacation," he said with a straight face.

Ruby Sullivan pursed her lips, watching his stubborn demeanor, nodded, "Can I take it to mean that you don’t have any hostility towards Nirvana right now?"

Ethan Sterling was somewhat helpless, "Just tell me directly what you want."