The Retired CEO's Guide To Being Spoiled-Chapter 55: The Aftermath
The next morning, the sun gently shone into the room. The person on the bed stirred slightly, then let out a soft groan. A fair-skinned arm pulled the blanket over his head, continuing to immerse himself in sweet dreams.
A figure stepped off the bed and closed the thick, heavy curtains.
The mattress dipped as a man with firm skin, his back covered in bloody scratch marks and deep teeth marks, climbed back into bed. He lay down, adjusted the room temperature a bit, then embraced that fluffy bundle of blankets in his arms. The two of them slept soundly.
At noon, the smell of food wafted through the air.
Julian reluctantly opened his eyes, his whole body aching and drained of strength.
It wasn’t anything strange.
Julian sighed, supporting his lower back with his hands as he propped himself up to sit. But as soon as he moved, his whole body fell back onto the soft mattress.
His legs were jelly, his waist was sore and aching, and his hands had no strength. That delicate place down there went without saying; it felt swollen and full, as if it were still holding that thing inside - it was definitely swollen. The act of sitting up made his bones feel like they were falling apart, hurting so much that physiological tears welled up in Julian’s eyes.
That bastard Ethan Caldwell! That beast in human skin!
Julian lay flat on the bed, cursing Ethan for a while. It took a long time for the soreness to subside before he could reluctantly sit up. Julian held his lower back with both hands; the moment his feet touched the floor, they turned to mush. He used all his strength to hold himself back from collapsing onto the ground.
Julian sat back on the bed, panting.
Just then, the door opened, and Ethan walked in carrying a bowl of food. He placed the tray on the table and hurriedly hugged his baby, soothing him: "Why didn’t you call me?"
Julian glanced at him, getting more annoyed the more he looked: "Get out."
His voice was hoarse, sounding terrible, like a quacking duck.
Julian’s face darkened.
Seeing this, Ethan hurriedly poured him some warm water, waiting on him hand and foot. This scene was incredibly familiar.
It was just that this time, Julian was determined to ignore Ethan. Men - if you forgive them too easily, they’ll push their luck. Julian decided he wouldn’t speak to this scoundrel for the next three days.
Regardless of how CEO Caldwell poured his heart into protecting and caring for him all morning, even taking time off work to look after him, Julian still decided to treat this guy as invisible.
He must have been crazy to think this guy was gentle, a true gentleman.
Damn it, he was clearly a sadist. And to top it off, this depraved body actually felt pleasure!
Did that sound like a match made in heaven? Damn it, it just made him want to swear.
Julian couldn’t help but spit on himself internally dozens of times!
Julian continued to ignore Ethan until the early afternoon. It wasn’t until he saw the appointment time with Seraphina Cole approaching and he still couldn’t take more than a few steps on his own that Julian started to get cranky and scolded Ethan: "Look at what you’ve done! If the sperm goes to your brain, keep it in check. Damn it, Ethan, are you afraid that after doing it once, you won’t get hard again next time? Or are you afraid if you do it too little, you won’t be able to face your ancestors when you go down there?"
Julian threw a pillow at him while scolding, puffing with rage. "Look at me like this, how am I supposed to discuss business?"
Ethan chuckled, hugging him and stroking his back: "I’ll carry you there. We’ll go a bit early; you just need to sit in the office." Saying that, he rubbed Julian’s lower back and massaged the roots of his thighs" "It was also you who provoked me first."
Right, it was because he played stupid first.
Damn it, why would this guy need kidney supplements? It was a waste for Julian to worry about him losing his virginity, fearing he would break if used too much.
The only one breaking was himself!
"Get out, I want to change." Julian pushed the guy clinging to him away. He wanted to pick out clothes, but right now, there was truly no way to put his feet on the ground.
Ethan currently had no trace of a CEO about him; he looked more like a eunuch serving his master with utmost dedication. He soothed Julian for a while before going to the wardrobe and taking out a rather large box.
"I had this tailored for you the other day, only now is there a chance to use it." Ethan opened the box; inside was a crisp suit: "When it was finished, I wondered what you would look like wearing it." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
This suit had been ordered by Ethan ever since he realized his little wife’s business potential. In terms of business, his judgment was still very accurate; subconsciously, Ethan had determined that sooner or later, this person would step into this world.
He just didn’t expect it to be this soon.
Julian looked at the carefully prepared suit and suddenly fell silent for a long time. He suddenly remembered his past.
Ah, not exactly the past, but his previous life. The eldest young master of the Sterling family in his previous life seemed to have a wardrobe of tailored suits like this, mostly black, with some dark blue ones. Perhaps the number of casual clothes he wore in both lives combined wouldn’t equal the number of suits in the wardrobe of that "CEO of that family".
Julian reached out and touched the outfit. The fabric was high-quality, looking solemn but not hot. The fibers were cool to the touch, definitely breathable. Every stitch was sewn neatly, the creases ironed flat, exuding the necessary professionalism.
