Mr. Fairchild's Rose: She is Wild and Proud-Chapter 263 - 198: Give Me a Child

Julian Fairchild gave her a kiss on the cheek and replied in a deep voice, "Hmm."

"You say the people in the industry are complicated, but I think you’re the most complicated." Maeve Lane couldn’t help but tease, "But compared to that, gathering firewood is still easier."

"Now you’re my woman, under my watch, how could I let you do such work?" Julian Fairchild held her small hand, soft and boneless, the texture was amazing, forming a stark black-and-white contrast with his skin, "These delicate hands should be well cared for."

He really wanted to take Maeve Lane home and spoil her.

Even if it was for a show, he didn’t want her to suffer the grievance of cooking for a group of people.

To be honest, hearing Julian Fairchild say these words, Maeve Lane couldn’t suppress her elation, she tightened her grip on his large hand and said warmly, "Even though this industry is complicated, the smartest person is right beside me, what do I have to fear?"

Maeve Lane looked up, her eyes like beautiful stars, smiling at him, "You’ll protect me, right?"

Julian Fairchild’s heart tightened fiercely.

Maeve Lane had never shown such vulnerability in front of him before, but he felt very gratified.

Extremely gratified.

He dreamed of being relied upon by her.

"Hmm." Julian Fairchild struggled to contain his desire to touch her, rasping, "Do you know what I want to do right now?"

Why was this happening during a program recording?

He wished Maeve Lane could say these things in some other suitable place.

His heart was filled entirely with her.

"What?"

"You."

Maeve Lane was dumbfounded on the spot.

Her mind went blank.

"I just want to find a place with no one around." He leaned close to her ear, "To ruthlessly..."

He watched her tender white earlobe gradually turn crimson.

...

When Maeve Lane and Julian Fairchild opened the door and stepped out of the stairwell again, they appeared under the camera once more.

The man seemed unchanged, still exuding that aloof and abstinent aura.

Meanwhile, Maeve Lane’s face was flushed red.

She dared not look at Julian Fairchild again, heading into her room and closing the door. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Each guest on the second floor was assigned their own room, allowing them to do their own things after completing the basic tasks.

Maeve Lane wrapped herself in the air-conditioned blanket, still in a daze.

"Was that really Julian Fairchild just now?"

"Can’t be true."

She finally recalled the words Julian Fairchild had said to her before.

"Maeve, do you know what happens if you starve a wolf for too long?"

Maeve felt that she might already know, but she sensed if she gave in now, she’d definitely be devoured completely by that hungry wolf.

"...Too scary." She swallowed hard, recalling the saucy words Julian Fairchild had said in the stairwell, she immediately sat up with the blanket wrapped around her, muttering, "No, I can’t spend time alone with Julian Fairchild lately, I have to find something to do."

Even when he wasn’t starved, Julian Fairchild was so eager, now after being starved for a while, won’t he be even more persistent.

She quickly pulled out her phone and dialed Sarah Sutton’s number.

"Sarah, do you have any suitable scripts or films lately that might need someone to audition?"

Sarah Sutton was about to make small talk, but didn’t expect Maeve Lane to be in such a hurry, "I’ve been picking good scripts for you recently, ’Rivers and Mountains as Usual’ has been well-received in the industry, and quite a few directors have extended olive branches to you."

"Send them all to me, let me see if there’s a role that suits me."

"Aren’t you still recording Leisure Time right now? No need to rush, right?"

Maeve Lane replied, "It’d be best if I could join a crew seamlessly, that would be ideal."

"Oh, okay, then I’ll send you these scripts and other materials for you to check out."

"Hmm." Maeve Lane thought about this encounter, then asked, "Do you...know Julian Fairchild’s recent work schedule?"

"That, I’m not sure about, why don’t you just ask Fairchild directly?" Sarah Sutton was puzzled.

Maeve Lane couldn’t explain in much detail, "Alright, I’ll find some time to ask him."

After hanging up, Sarah Sutton sent over some files to Maeve Lane’s WeChat within a minute.

She opened the files one by one to go through them.

Just as she was reviewing the files, a WeChat message from Julian Fairchild popped up.

"Feeling shy?"

Maeve Lane typed a reply: "No."

"We’re an old married couple, no need to be shy."

Maeve Lane understood, Julian Fairchild was letting loose.

She tapped a bit, replying: "Hmm."

"Next time when we’re being loving, let’s have a kid."

Maeve Lane’s earlobes hadn’t ceased being red up to this point, remaining flushed all along.