Unexpected Marriage: She is the Sugar Mommy!-Chapter 356: Now It’s Sweet

Now that things were reaching a resolution, Seraphina Sinclair slightly relaxed and couldn’t help but pick up her phone to ask about Desmond Fairchild’s situation: How are things over there? Has the board continued to make things difficult for you because of this partnership?

After waiting for a long time with no response from Desmond Fairchild, Seraphina Sinclair couldn’t help but feel a bit worried.

She packed her belongings and was about to head over to Cloudsea Group to see for herself. As she got up and reached the door, pulling it open, a strikingly handsome face appeared before her.

"What brings you here?" Seraphina Sinclair’s beautiful eyes sparkled with a hint of surprise, and her crimson lips seemed to be glossed with a bright sheen.

"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" Desmond Fairchild’s long phoenix eyes were tinged with amusement as he reached out to embrace the person in front of him.

Seraphina Sinclair playfully punched his chest: "You didn’t reply for so long, I thought something had happened to you."

Seeing Desmond Fairchild standing unharmed in front of her, she was relieved.

Now that he was here, she didn’t have to go, and casually put her bag aside, pulling Desmond Fairchild into the office.

"You came without saying a word, I have nothing to offer you here." Seraphina Sinclair casually brewed a cup of coffee and handed it to Desmond Fairchild, her words exuding happiness.

Seeing the person she was longing for suddenly appear before her, she was naturally delighted.

"Compared to bitter coffee, I prefer sweet things." Desmond Fairchild put down the coffee, his deep eyes fixed on Seraphina Sinclair.

Seraphina Sinclair could only shrug helplessly: "How come I never knew you liked sweet things? But at the company, I always drink black coffee to stay alert, so I haven’t prepared sugar or cream; I can only ask President Fairchild to make do."

Desmond Fairchild beckoned to Seraphina Sinclair with a finger: "I never make do."

"What is it?" Seraphina Sinclair leaned in closer to him, following his gesture.

"A little lower." Desmond whispered.

Seraphina Sinclair obediently bent down again, the two were only centimeters apart, and she was nearly unable to see Desmond Fairchild’s face clearly.

As she opened her mouth to ask what Desmond Fairchild intended to do, he raised his head and sealed her cool red lips.

His tongue boldly intruded, intertwining with hers in her mouth.

After a passionate kiss, Desmond Fairchild picked up the bitter black coffee again, took a sip, and finally showed a satisfied expression: "Mm, now it’s sweet enough."

Upon hearing this, Seraphina Sinclair’s face flushed instantly, her small hand clenched into a fist lightly tapping on Desmond Fairchild’s shoulder: "Where did you learn these flirting techniques, confess honestly to me."

"I don’t know how to flirt; the skill of flirting with one’s own wife is innate." Desmond Fairchild once again embraced Seraphina Sinclair’s shoulders, giving her a gentle peck on her red lips.

This rogue man was truly becoming more adept at flirting; she was nearing thirty, yet each time he made her blush and her heart raced.

When Irene Rowe knocked and entered, the two were intimately hugging each other.

Seraphina Sinclair was startled and quickly stepped away from Desmond Fairchild’s embrace, looking at Irene Rowe awkwardly: "What is it? Is something wrong?"

"No, nothing’s wrong, you two continue, continue." Irene Rowe knew she hadn’t come at the right time, waved her hand, and after leaving slyly shut the door behind Seraphina Sinclair, reminding her softly, "Boss, next time remember to shut the door while being intimate, if any employee sees, it won’t be good for the image."

"Mind your own business, get out!" Seraphina Sinclair glared at Irene Rowe, her face flushed with two parts fierceness in her tone.

Irene Rowe made an OK gesture, quickly shut the door, and exited. While Seraphina Sinclair sighed in relief, she heard Irene Rowe’s uninhibited laughter from outside.

She instantly wanted to throttle that girl.

But Desmond Fairchild thought Irene Rowe had done well, secretly giving her points in his heart.

Actually, he seldom saw Seraphina Sinclair act childishly; with her close friends and in front of him, Seraphina Sinclair was always two different personas.

To be fortunate enough to witness her moody and ashamed side, Desmond Fairchild was naturally happy. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

The two didn’t only discuss romance in the office; after a brief moment of intimacy, Seraphina Sinclair returned to work, and Desmond Fairchild also had plenty to handle; they only enjoyed a brief break amidst their busyness.

It wasn’t until five in the afternoon, when employees got off work, that Seraphina Sinclair finally had some downtime.

"It’s getting late, shall we head back?" Seraphina Sinclair tidied up the scattered files and glanced at Desmond Fairchild.

Desmond Fairchild’s fingers flew across the laptop’s keyboard almost fast enough to leave trails, he replied without lifting his head: "Ten minutes, dear, you’ll only need to wait a little."

"Who is your ’dear’?" Seraphina Sinclair cleared her throat twice, feeling that Desmond Fairchild calling her ’dear’ was becoming increasingly natural.

Though she rarely uttered ’husband’ except under special circumstances.

Desmond Fairchild didn’t respond, focused earnestly on his work, while Seraphina Sinclair stood behind him silently accompanying.

Watching him quickly type, review, and note, processing various complex operational documents within seconds while offering the most suitable suggestions.

Sometimes, Seraphina Sinclair couldn’t help but admire Desmond Fairchild; with the massive business at Cloudsea Group, it was said he began managing from the age of ten or so.

Back then, Cloudsea Group wasn’t as prominent as it is now, and undoubtedly, his effort and struggle played a part.

What was she doing at the age of ten? Oppressed by academia, she struggled for breath, let alone anything else.

But Desmond Fairchild had to juggle studies and business matters, with so many trifling affairs at home, not to mention surpassing Eric Holt’s mother and son’s scheming, he managed to do everything excellently despite living under such pressure.

Sometimes she wondered how this man could withstand so much; she often felt overwhelmed by life, whether work or other aspects, she felt exhausted.

Yet Desmond Fairchild never uttered the word ’tired’, how could this man be so outstanding?

She leaned over the sofa, resting on his shoulder, watching him handle work, her smile involuntarily broadening: "Desmond Fairchild, are you never tired?"

Desmond Fairchild’s fingers paused for two seconds, his large hand grasped Seraphina Sinclair’s icy hand, his voice so soft even he couldn’t hear it: "Everyone gets tired, but with wolves in front and tigers behind, I dare not be."

"What did you say?" Music played in the office making her unable to hear what Desmond Fairchild muttered.

Desmond Fairchild turned around and pecked her rosy lips: "I said, I love you."

Seraphina Sinclair was frozen for a moment before warmth spread in her heart, responding for the first time: "I love you too."

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and this statement isn’t unfounded.

Reuniting after a year apart, their bond was stronger and more intense, yearning to cling together constantly.

When parents have a smooth relationship, the children are even more blessed.

During this time, Seraphina Sinclair and Desmond Fairchild were deeply connected, Jude Sinclair and Pomelo sensed their romantic atmosphere, their moods significantly lifted.