Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1147: Birth Control Pills
Mort Thorne walked in, his deep and dark eyes glanced at her, then he strode forward with those long legs, using his slender fingers to pick out a pair of black trousers, turned his back to her, and put them on. "Do you need something?"
He asked in a low voice. πππ¦β―πΈπ¦ππππ·β―π.πππ
Kate Lee watched the manβs muscular back, as he put on his pants, his shoulder blades and the two pieces of bone behind him arched up and then fully spread out, like the wings of an eagle soaring in the night sky, wild and strong.
Over the years, many had pursued her, and many had tried to matchmake her, but she wasnβt interested in any of them.
She couldnβt explain why, but she thought, if any woman is lucky enough to meet a man like Mort Thorne in her lifetime, then those other men would be of no interest.
This man, with ironclad integrity, spirited and experienced, is the kind of man women probably love, wanting to be gently caressed by his rough palms, wanting to hold him in their arms, letting him rest there for a while.
"Mort Bro, give me your dirty clothes, and I will wash them for you and bring them back clean," Kate said softly.
Mort fastened the black belt around his well-built waist with a quick motion, then stretched his long legs and picked up the dirty, damp clothes outside and went into the bathroom, "No need, just go out."
The man stood tall and long-legged at the vanity, bending his tall body to begin washing the dirty clothes.
He refused her.
Even when offering to do his laundry, he refused her.
Disappointment filled Kateβs eyes, and now the whole room was quiet, the only sound the washing of clothes coming from the bathroom.
Mortβs rough hands diligently washed his underwear, rinsing them with clean water, and finally hung them on a clothes hanger to dry.
Men often pay little attention to details, the damp shirt and dress pants hanging on the rack are wrinkled and look quite comical.
"Mort Bro, how did you get hurt on the back of your head?" Kate suddenly noticed a wound on Mortβs head, and she said nervously, "Sit down quickly, let me bandage it for you..."
This head wound had happened sometime, yet he didnβt utter a sound.
"Get out!" Mortβs dry thin lips spat out the two cold words.
Kate stiffened instantly.
Mort raised his eyes, giving Kate a faint glance, "Itβs late now, Iβm fine, go out."
Kate understood, the words Charles Bishop said earlier, he ultimately did not take them to heart, so he wouldnβt give her any hope.
If he hadnβt met that girl named Dianna, perhaps he could still settle.
But he had met her.
Kate did not leave, she quickly stepped forward, rushing over, hugged Mort tightly, and said aggrievedly, "Mort Bro, why are you so cold to me, it makes me very sad, what do I have to do for you to like me even a little?"
Kate was very jealous of Dianna because he was completely different when he was with Dianna, giving all his lifelong tenderness to her.
Mort had already furrowed his brows, his voice sinking, "Kate, let go!"
"No, I wonβt, Mort Bro, let me hold you for a bit, just for a little while," Kate pleaded.
Mort would not agree with this plea, he reached out to push Kate away.
But the next second, the door was pushed open, someone had arrived.
Mort immediately looked up to see the clear and beautiful silhouette of Dianna at the doorway. Dianna was here!
"Cain, Iβve written..." Dianna came with a small notebook in her hand. She was speaking but fell silent upon seeing the scene in the room.
The two exchanged glances, and Mort instantly pushed Kate out of his arms.
Dianna looked at him, her bright eyes already cold as ice, "Cain, you really showed me a good show!"
After speaking, Dianna turned around to leave.
"Dianna!" Mort immediately chased after her because he knew if he didnβt, he might not catch up with her again.
He quickly strode forward, reached out a strong hand to grab Diannaβs slender wrist, "Dianna, listen to me, things arenβt what they seem like!"
Dianna stopped, looking up at him, "Fine, Iβm giving you a chance now, you better explain to me what exactly is going on!"
Before Mort could speak, Kate had already run over, blocking Mortβs way, "Miss Hollis, please donβt blame Mort Bro, Mort Bro didnβt do anything, itβs all just my one-sided wish. If you want to hit or scold, come for me, donβt make it hard for Mort Bro."
Dianna laughed in anger, this Kate was truly a piece of work.
"Kate, right now Iβm talking to Cain, does this concern you? Interrupting othersβ conversations is your upbringing, or are you intentionally trying to disgust me to fit in?" Dianna sneered.
Kate never expected Dianna, though young, would have such a sharp tongue, directly exposing her little tricks and slapping her in the face. She was immediately pale, then sadly looked at Mort, "Mort Bro, I... I didnβt do anything, but Miss Hollis seems to be targeting me on purpose, she seems to not like me, and I donβt know what I did wrong..."
Kate never felt she did anything wrong; if time was considered, she and Mort were childhood sweethearts, and Dianna was the third party.
Moreover, Mort wasnβt married yet, everyone had a chance; she was just fighting for love.
Mort glanced at the pitiful Kate, then pressed his thin lips together, "Since you know she doesnβt like you, why do you still insist on irritating her by staying around?"
"..." Kate was stunned, was Mort actually blaming her?
So Diannaβs dislike for her was also her own fault?
It seemed like Mort was saying, why does she hate you, you should reflect on that yourself!
"Get out." Mort spat out two unfeeling words, issuing an order to leave.
Kateβs complexion turned ashen from being chased away, she felt her dignity had been trampled, awkward and embarrassed.
However, she couldnβt leave.
If she left now, Mort might confess what happened that night, and everything would be exposed.
No.
She absolutely couldnβt let that happen.
She should take the initiative.
Kate moved her hand, and a small bottle quickly fell from her sleeve.
Mort and Diannaβs eyes instantly fell on the bottle.
"Oh, my medicine!" Kate feigned a nervous shout, stooping to pick up the bottle.
Just then, Diannaβs cold voice rang out, "What medicine is this?"
"N-nothing..." Kate hid the bottle behind her back.
Dianna reached out and snatched the bottle from Kateβs hand, only to see a small label stuck on it with the words "Contraceptive Pills" written on it.







