The 'Defective' Billionaire and His Relentless Appetite for Me-Chapter 196 Dependence

"You can’t see the colors and styles, right? These were all chosen with the help of professionals. What do you think?"

William Foster asked with a smile, his expression gentle as moonlight, filled with a warm aura.

Clara Bennett quickly shook her head and said eagerly, "They’re really beautiful, I really like them! But receiving so many exquisite gifts all of a sudden, I don’t know how to return your kindness..."

One had to admit, William Foster was really good at dealing with people.

William understood Clara’s personality, knowing she didn’t like owing favors easily and always wanted to maintain a certain level of independence.

However, he intentionally did not want their relationship to be so clearly divided.

His plan was to keep giving care and support, so she would eventually rely on him completely.

After all, the relationship between the Foster family and the Bennett family was already quite close now.

Many cooperative projects and dowry arrangements were personally handled by William Foster.

Next, he wanted to deepen this connection further, prompting Clara to gradually develop an emotional attachment to him that would be hard to break.

However, this was not a simple material transaction, but a genuine hope that Clara could feel his care and protection, never wanting to leave this gentle embrace.

William Foster felt very confident about all these arrangements.

Because he believed that one day, Clara would understand that he wasn’t just fooling around as it might seem on the surface, but truly waiting for her sincere response.

"The things I give you, you don’t need to feel embarrassed, it’s my pleasure to prepare them for you. But if it really makes you feel uneasy, then just spend more time with me."

William said softly.

When Clara went upstairs, William smiled at her, "I used to feel lonely when I was by myself. When I was a kid, I heard people say that after getting married, it’s two people together, living life. At that time, I dreamed of getting married so I’d have someone to do many things with. Now, will you stay with me?"

Clara walked over, leaned down, and hugged him, "I’m your wife, of course I’ll stay with you. What do you want to do? Is there anything we can do now?"

William chuckled lightly, "I want to go to the seaside with you."

Clara remembered that during their honeymoon, he mentioned wanting to go to the seaside.

Turns out, it’s been his wish all along.

But at that time, she refused because of her fear of the deep sea.

Perhaps she could slightly overcome this fear?

After all, when filming requires seaside scenes, it’s not always practical to use a double or skip those scenes.

Clara held his hand and said earnestly, "How about once this film is done, we go right away?"

William shook his head, "You’re afraid of the deep sea, I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable for my sake."

Clara reassured him, "We won’t go into the deep sea, just playing by the shore should be fine."

William still shook his head, "Isabella shouldn’t push herself. If you really want to make it up to me, there’s another way. You’re not afraid of the water, right?"

Clara nodded, "Yeah, I used to love swimming."

William already knew this.

He smiled, warmth gleaming in his eyes, "Come with me."

The two of them took the elevator to the large pool at the back.

Clara saw the pool filled with floating rose petals, and there were sunshades, sun loungers, and snacks and drinks nearby, obviously all prepared in advance.

William pulled out a pair of sunglasses from nowhere, placed them on the bridge of his nose, a slight playful grin on his lips.

"This is our beach now, though there aren’t real ocean waves, you can bathe in moonlight, swim among the flowers, and enjoy a different kind of tranquility and beauty."

Clara couldn’t help but laugh, touched by William’s thoughtfulness, her eyes shining with gentle radiance.

"You’ve thought of everything, planning to make up for not going to the beach here, huh?"

William answered gently, his voice tinged with a bit of guilt and concern, "Yeah, I wanted you to rest well after you came back. Unfortunately, I wasn’t feeling too well today, couldn’t accompany you earlier, making you wait."

Actually, he wanted to spend the whole day with her, but Clara was always thinking about leaving.

So, he pretended to be ill to keep her heart here for a little longer.

Clara raised her eyebrows, playfully and with concern in her voice, asked William, "Do you feel much better now? Can you come down and swim with me?"

William swallowed, liking her confident and charming demeanor, it made his heart flutter.

"Much better, though I’m not fit to swim, but the weather’s good, you can swim without worry, I’ll be right here with you."

Clara glanced around and smiled somewhat helplessly, "Ah, I didn’t bring a swimsuit, never thought I’d be relaxing like this tonight, didn’t prepare at all."

William immediately said, his tone full of warmth and thoughtfulness, "There’s a variety of swimsuits in the first room on the first floor, go ahead and pick one you like."

Clara nodded, a sweet smile on her face, "So thoughtful, let me go change."

Just a few steps away, Clara suddenly stopped, turned to William, and teasingly asked, even knowing he couldn’t see with the sunglasses on, "Want to see me in a specific color? Maybe your wish will help me pick the one I like best."

William didn’t expect her to ask that, his heart moved, he immediately answered, "Black."

The pool was mostly dotted with white and pink rose petals, wearing black would certainly stand out more.

Clara nodded gently and smiled as she went into the room to change into her swimsuit.

Before long, Clara returned.

As soon as William saw her, his heartbeat quickened, as if the world stood still.

Her figure was excellent, the curves sketched out a captivating beauty, and the unintentional allure made it impossible for him to look away, as if time was frozen in that moment.

Clara gracefully moved next to William and curiously asked, "Do I look good?"

William showed a hint of a helpless smile, shaking his head, "You’re teasing me."

Clara blinked and said earnestly, "Not teasing, I’ll let you take a good look after I swim."

For him, William even gave up the chance to go to the beach, she thought he deserved a little reward.

So, Clara swam freely in the water like a mermaid.

It was truly hard to imagine that someone so at ease in the water could be afraid of the sea.

Clara...

Is there something she’s not telling me?

For a moment, William fell into deep thought.

When he snapped back to reality, Clara had already leaped out of the water like a mermaid.

Her wet black hair glistened under the moonlight, like a charming siren, so beautiful it made his heart race.