Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 252 - 195: Tenderness (Part 3)

The weather has gotten a bit cold, and since the next schedule has already been set, Maeve Lane has been resting during this time; she’s not an energetic person.

Back in school, she would only occasionally take her boyfriend and her "darling boyfriend" to race cars, but most of the time, she’d stay at school.

It’s the same now.

She hardly went out these past few days.

For breakfast, Julian Fairchild would have Miles Hughes bring it over, and sometimes he would personally bring it in and sit down to have breakfast with her.

Often, while eating, Julian Fairchild would come over to pull her onto his lap, and then feed her bite by bite.

With every bite Maeve Lane takes, the satisfaction in Julian Fairchild’s eyes increases.

Once Maeve Lane finishes eating, Julian Fairchild would ask her to feed him.

The air conditioning inside kept the cold air outside at bay.

The man held the woman, his big hands wrapped around her soft waist.

Maeve Lane picked up a piece of bread and placed it by his mouth, "Do you want this?"

The man didn’t reply, instead biting into the bread she offered, finishing it elegantly with her hand.

Maeve Lane felt a bit helpless, "My hand is sore."

Hearing this, Julian Fairchild took her small hand and rubbed it, whispering, "Be good, I’ll feed you."

The woman found a comfortable position in his embrace, her long hair splayed across the man’s strong arms, her skin pale and her lips red, with an alluring figure, especially those fox-like eyes that could easily captivate anyone.

"Open your mouth."

Julian Fairchild’s voice was a bit hoarse.

Maeve Lane obediently opened her mouth, took a bite of the bread he held, and absentmindedly said, "...Actually, there’s no need for Silas Hughes to drive so far to buy it."

"You care about him that much?"

Maeve Lane lifted her eyes, seeing a hint of displeasure in Julian Fairchild’s expression, his whole body exuding jealousy.

She paused, "...Really, are you jealous about this too?"

Julian Fairchild helped her sit up, took a cup of hot milk from his right side, showing no intention of hiding his displeasure, "He’s also a man."

"You’ve brought him up in front of me more than once."

A cloud seemed to form above the man’s head, rumbling with thunder, indicating how displeased its owner was.

Maeve Lane choked a bit, "I’m concerned about him because I’m concerned about you, aren’t I?"

Julian Fairchild gave her a look that said, "I wonder how you’ll explain this."

"Coincidentally, there’s a project in the company that requires someone to be stationed long-term..."

"I care about him because he’s your subordinate, and Silas Hughes has more important things to do." Maeve Lane smiled slightly, speaking before Julian Fairchild, "If you don’t like it, then I’ll mention him less in the future, alright?"

The man bit her lip, "You’re this obedient?"

Maeve Lane was stunned for a moment.

Those words just now seemed to come out without thinking, and when she saw Julian Fairchild frown, she instinctively wanted to make him a bit happier.

If it were before, she wouldn’t have said such things at all.

Is this what it feels like to love someone?

"Sometimes I feel like I’m dreaming." Julian Fairchild sighed softly, "The current you seem like you’ve been conjured from my fantasies."

"So every night before sleeping, I’m particularly... terrified." Julian Fairchild hugged her tightly, feeling Maeve Lane’s vibrant, strong heartbeat, he relaxed a bit, "Tension in my nerves... because I don’t know if I’ll see your indifferent look again when I open my eyes the next day."

"If this is truly a dream, waking up might ’drive me crazy’.

The man’s thin lips softly brushed Maeve Lane’s earlobe, "Do you know what I was thinking when you said you wanted a divorce that day?"

Maeve Lane felt tickled by his warm breath, her sensitive ears turning red, like white porcelain stained with a blush, "What?"

Wanting to take you away, hide you in a place where no one can find you.

Only to love him.

Only to see him.

This time, Julian Fairchild remained silent for a long time.

After a while, his voice came, "...Nothing."

He didn’t want to scare her anymore.

Before meeting Maeve Lane, he’d never thought he’d have such dark thoughts.

Fortunately, Maeve Lane ultimately chose him.

"You were the one who actively sought me out." The man, handsome as a god, caressed her hand, "Don’t think about leaving me behind in the future."

...

The production team of "Leisure Time" fell into a mysterious silence upon seeing the simultaneous responses from the two guests.

"I can’t believe Best Actor Fairchild agreed to come on our show! I’ve racked my brains and still can’t figure out what he sees in us."

"I’m already utterly puzzled by this, but I didn’t expect Maeve Lane also accepted the invitation..."

"Originally, having Best Actor Fairchild on the show gave us the opportunity to go viral, but now with added Maeve Lane! Maeve Lane is currently the hottest figure, with soon-to-air dramas... If this doesn’t blow up, it would be unjustifiable!"

"I’ll immediately get someone to secure investments!!"