Ethan walked towards them in large strides and shoved his fist in Shaun’s face as soon as he came close to them. Moriah was shocked and petrified, she approached Shaun. She cried seeing the blood trickled on his face. “Shaun, are you alright?” She helped Shaun get up. Ethan’s chest was a cauldron of roiling emotions. He flew from London to Shanghai only to find out that she was spending time with her ex - fiance. “No!” Moriah screamed when Ethan was about to punch him again. Moriah shielded Shaun from his attack so he couldn't vent his anger on him. “Shaun, let’s go. I have to treat your injury,” Moriah said and tugged Shaun’s arm and didn’t cast Ethan a glance. Ethan followed them, his anger now mixed with dejection. Jianyu and Anastacia were equally nonplussed when they saw Moriah tugging Shaun inside the apartment and Ethan followed them. “Why is he here?” Jianyu spoke coldly, he lost his composure seeing Shaun, on the contrary, Anastacia caressed his arm to soothe him. “Ba
“I think I have to take a pain reliever,” Shaun said and winced. Moriah held Ethan’s hand and she pulled him towards the kitchen. She was afraid that they would grapple if she left them alone. “Lovey dovey,” Anastacia teased them as they entered the kitchen. “I’m just holding his hand so he won’t hurt Shaun,” Moriah pouted her lips, she let go of Ethan’s hand and poured water in the glass. “You tended to Shaun's injury and yet you didn’t even look at your husband’s hand. He was also hurt,” although there was no trace of rebuke in her mother's tone, Moriah flinched visibly.She looked at Ethan and her gaze went to his right hand, he was right handed obviously he used his right hand to punch Shaun. There was a bruise on his knuckles. Ethan hid his hand in the pocket of his trousers. She placed the cup of water on the table. And came closer to him. “Let me see your hand.” Ethan was unwilling to show his hand. She sighed and turned away from him and then took the cup of water. Sh
"There you are, let's go and eat. The food is getting cold," Jianyu said, once he spotted them entering the apartment. Moriah put food on Ethan's plate. When he wasn't eating, she fed him. Jianyu and Anastacia looked at each other, delighted that Moriah is deeply in love with her husband and that Shaun's appearance didn't change what she felt for her husband. Moriah and Ethan went to their room when dinner was over. "Let me take a look at your hand," Moriah said when Ethan closed the door behind him. "It's nothing," he said, shrugging his suit. Moriah helped him take off his suit and hung it. She also loosened his tie. Subsequently, she unbuttoned his shirt slowly revealing his lean chiseled torso. Her face heated up and was fused with color as she undressed him. She turned around abruptly the moment she took off his shirt so she could conceal her flushed face. Taking two steps away, she was abruptly pulled back, Ethan took a hold of her from behind. She felt the thudding of h
Moriah looked up once she felt the bed sloped downward. "Wifey," Ethan uttered, and caressed her face. Moriah suddenly got up and hugged his neck and sobbed. "I thought you left," she said in bouts of sobs."I won't leave, don't cry," he said, soothing her. "Moriah, love…" Ethan murmured, Moriah looked up to him, expectantly waiting for his next words. Ethan couldn't continue. He wanted to give her assurance that he won't leave her as he did whenever they had a fight. But, he can't tell it as he himself doubts his ability to keep it. What if he had promised her again and couldn't keep it? At a loss what to say, Ethan tilted his head down to kiss away the tears in her eyes. In her daze, Moriah didn't remember when she and Ethan began kissing passionately. The thing she was sure of was that the passion in them was rapidly spreading like a wildfire. "Ethan," Moriah sobbed his name in the thick of passion and pleasure. "Moriah, baby," Ethan responded to her and a groan of pleasu
"I don't know," she replied. Speaking of being wooed, Shaun sought her affection by accepting her despite her being a Poindexter. And when it comes to Ethan, she couldn't understand what made her fall in love with him.He was a jerk. A cold and uncaring man. He wasn't the ideal man, nonetheless, he still managed to have her heart. Not wanting to screw up their holiday, Ethan opted to drop the subject and pursue it no more. He pulled her closer to him and tilted his head, brushing her lips with his. “Ethan, can you please stop showing your affection in public,” Moriah said while she pulled away from him. “Sorry, I can’t help it,” Ethan answered and held her hand. During the flight, all but Moriah talked about business. She got bored and yawned. “Are you sleepy?” Ethan murmured in her ears. “Mm,” she answered and yawned again. “Sleep,” Ethan wound his arm around her shoulder and moved closer to her so she could lean her body on him. Moriah looked up at him, her eyelashes flutte
Moriah looked at him, tears kept flowing from her eyes. “Why don’t you want to have a child?” “I’m not ready to have a child,” Ethan said and sat on the couch near the French window. “Why?” Moriah wanted to know his reason. “Let’s not talk about it, Moriah,” Ethan said in a curt tone. Moriah concluded that his unwillingness to discuss his reason was that he just didn’t want to have a child with her. He is a man and can’t help but touch her whenever he feels a need, he just sees her as fulfilling his carnal needs but has no plan to have a child with her. Moriah held her chest, as a past bearable pain swept into her heart. Within a minute, she stopped crying, and with her palm, she dried her tear streaked face. She entered the bathroom and washed her face, brushed her hair and left the room afterwards, leaving Ethan in the room. After a while, Moriah’s phone rang. Ethan fished out her phone and looked at the screen to check who the caller was. His stoic face turned grim when he sa
The conversation wasn’t the typical conversation he had with Cameron. If it wasn’t his parents who had called, then it would certainly be Hazel, who he was talking over the phone. “Sure, we’ll have dinner when I come back. Take care of yourself and don’t get sick,” Ethan said, Moriah’s heart sunk. Ethan was taken aback to see Moriah when he swiveled on his feet. It wasn’t long before he spoke. “How long have you been here?” Moriah gulped and calmed herself down so she could speak normally. “Not that long, who was that?” She shivered and hugged her torso as coldness was beginning to saturate her. It was the coldness in her heart that made her tremble. Ethan shrugged his suit and draped it on her shoulder. Moriah felt the heat that lingered in his suit nevertheless it did nothing to warm her cold heart. His answer was long in coming, Moriah patiently waited for his reply. When the silence was unbearable for Moriah, she hastily fled from him, afraid that she would burst into tears a
“Alright, let’s have breakfast first,” Dylan stood up and made his way to the dining room. “The old folks had breakfast early and went somewhere,” Dylan explained to Moriah when she was apparently looking for her and his parents. “I see,” Moriah smiled and sat on the chair pulled by Ethan for her. “Uncle was serious when he said that they will have their own activity,” Moriah giggled. “He had never been like that for years,” Dylan chuckled and then his expression became glum, remembering the time his father’s so-called friends tried to take advantage of his kindness. Moriah held Dylan’s arm, seeing his bleak expression. “Dy, are you alright?” “For a long time, our family had been avoiding making friends as we have been taken advantage of many times,” Dylan answered. “But, you were friends with my grandfather who was obviously using the marriage alliance for his company’s benefit,” Moriah smiled. “We were also taking advantage of the fact that he was trying to marry me to a prod