Unexpected Marriage: She is the Sugar Mommy!-Chapter 339: Take a Shower

Quentin Jennings gave Desmond Fairchild a thumbs-up to show his admiration.

No wonder he’s Desmond Fairchild; even the difficult Seraphina Sinclair is won over by him. What can’t he handle?

Just as Desmond was leaving, Quentin called him back: "Oh, by the way, I think you’d be interested in this matter."

"About your sister-in-law’s partner, the general manager of Olais..."

Before Quentin could finish, Connor Fairchild anxiously interrupted, "I’m not interested in him."

"Really?" Quentin shrugged, "I thought you’d be curious, especially since Alex, the general manager of Olais, seems quite interested in your sister-in-law."

"Send me all his information." Hearing that Alex had improper thoughts about Seraphina, Desmond’s expression immediately darkened.

How dare he have designs on his woman? He definitely wants to know what kind of person this Alex is.

Quentin couldn’t help but want to laugh but held it in, answering with a serious face: "I’ve already gathered all the details about him. Don’t worry, although he has good qualifications, he’s still far from your level, so there’s no need to be overly concerned. But..."

"Speak!" Desmond disliked people beating around the bush the most.

"However, foreigners tend to be passionate, and your sister-in-law is the softhearted type. Who knows if she can withstand Alex’s enthusiastic pursuit."

Quentin sighed as he spoke, seemingly genuinely worried.

Desmond is his boss, after all, so he must consider things from all angles for his boss. Therefore, he has to be thorough and considerate in everything.

When it comes to helping the boss chase a girlfriend, he is also diligent, fearing any oversight.

Having done his duty so responsibly, Desmond will surely be moved, and perhaps reward him at the year’s end.

Quentin was daydreaming about this boon, not noticing Desmond’s face growing more and more sullen.

Followed by a cold voice beside his ear: "Keep a close eye on Alex for me. If I find out he’s getting close to Seraphina, you can go to Africa for development."

...

"Master Fairchild, do you have any conscience? I’ve been doing my best to devise strategies for you. Over the years, even if there are no meritorious deeds, there are labors of hardship, right? Why do you always want to send me to Africa?" Quentin protested bitterly, baffled at what he did wrong. Why do this to him?

He’s always toiling for Desmond in business and taking good care of him in life. However, one little mistake, and he’s threatened with being sent to Africa for development.

This merciless capitalist is simply abominable.

"If you say another useless word, you’ll go now." Desmond’s brows furrowed into a frown, his eyes carrying a hint of threat.

Quentin knew Desmond never joked with him, so he replied seriously: "Master Fairchild, rest assured, I’ll handle this matter. I absolutely won’t let Alex approach your sister-in-law by even half a step."

Desmond, seeing him say this, nodded in satisfaction.

Talking to Quentin had wasted several minutes. He promised Seraphina he would arrive in ten minutes.

So, he left the company and drove at the fastest speed, finally arriving at Azure Cloud Shores within ten minutes.

Seraphina disliked people being late the most. Desmond had always been punctual, so she wasn’t worried about him being late.

Or rather, since it was home, whether Desmond came early or late didn’t really concern her.

However, when Desmond stepped through the door and she saw his messy hair, Seraphina couldn’t help but frown.

She knew Desmond had a habit, whether in winter or summer, of usually keeping his car window open because he sometimes smoked.

Only when it’s too hot or cold would he close it.

From his hairstyle today, Seraphina could tell how fast he must have driven.

"Take a shower first, I’ll wait for you in the room." Although it was still October, the weather outside was already quite cold, and Desmond was wearing something rather thin, making Seraphina feel cold just looking at him.

There weren’t many people staying at Seraphina’s house lately, but fortunately, by this point, they were all asleep. Otherwise, hearing Seraphina saying such things would probably shock them to jump up.

Desmond raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression ambiguous: "Do you know what that means to a man when you say something like that?"

"Don’t overthink it. I just don’t want you catching a cold. If you get sick and the company gets taken over, don’t blame me."

Realizing what she had said, Seraphina quickly covered it with a couple of coughs to hide her embarrassment, randomly finding an excuse, stubbornly refusing to admit she was worried about Desmond.

Desmond thought, the tsundere trait Quentin mentioned must be precisely this look Seraphina had now.

Actually, every room has a bathroom, so Desmond went directly to Seraphina’s room, and before she could refuse, he was already in to take a shower.

Though the two had long been open with each other, they had been apart for nearly a year, and during that year they treated each other like enemies. There was no mention of intimate contact; even their words carried hints of hostility.

Yet, suddenly Desmond was once again in her bathroom, this feeling was like long-separated lovers meeting again. So familiar, yet feeling embarrassed.

Seraphina couldn’t quite describe this feeling. Now, with Desmond in the bathroom, she sat on the bed yet felt so shy she couldn’t muster the courage to look towards the bathroom.

Clearly, she was the one who said she’d wait for him in the room, and yet she inexplicably began to feel nervous.

The bathroom had a soundproof glass door, so its soundproofing was excellent. Seraphina couldn’t even hear the sound of water inside.

She sat quietly on the large bed, distinctly feeling her heartbeat gradually accelerating, and the temperature of her body rising rapidly.

Clearly, it was already winter, yet she was feeling a bit hot.

Seraphina, annoyed, patted her cheeks with her hands, frowning and silently scolding herself: "You’ve seen men before, what’s there to be shy about? Shameful."

Moreover, Desmond wasn’t anyone else; the things they had done and shouldn’t have done, they had both already done, so what was there to feel embarrassed about?

Thinking about this, Seraphina took a deep breath to calm herself down.

Since he’s already here, whatever needs to happen should be faced calmly.

Thinking of what might happen next, Seraphina’s face blushed again, and she found herself drowning in sweet fantasies.

It must be said, young girls can’t help but dream; nothing has happened yet, and she’s already thought about how she would do her hair and what she would wear the next morning when she wakes up.

As she was lost in her thoughts, suddenly Desmond’s low voice sounded beside her ear: "Honey, I forgot the towel, can you please bring it for me?"

Honey??

Although this wasn’t the first time she’d heard Desmond call her that, after so long, Seraphina’s heart still raced.