All Chapters of Caress Her, Spoil Her: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Thus, the meal passed in a somber atmosphere. In the evening, Lillian Veblen returned to her room. She deliberately rummaged through her closet to find the lingerie she had brought from home. Since her husband, Nelson Coleridge, liked it, she decided to wear it for him after taking a bath, and then they could have a romantic night together. Ever since Nelson Coleridge left for filming, they hadn't been intimate for over half a year. If he really did have someone else, perhaps it was to satisfy his physical needs. Lillian Veblen felt that as a wife, she had a responsibility to meet her husband's needs in this regard.She came out of the walk-in closet and saw Nelson Coleridge, who had just finished his shower, walking into the bedroom from the bathroom. He was wearing only a white bathrobe, nothing else, and was using a towel to dry his wet hair. Water droplets fell from his hair, tracing the contours of his muscular body before disappearing into the robe. Lillian Veblen was captivated

"Is there something wrong?" Lillian Veblen raised her head, asking in confusion.The servants all turned to her for help: "Second Young Madam, please try to persuade the Young Master. He must have drunk a lot, and he won't let us near him. We can't just leave him to sleep in the hall, can we?""How did he get so drunk?" Lillian Veblen frowned slightly, feeling a bit worried."The assistant who brought the Young Master back said that tonight, the Young Master was entertaining a business partner. The other party kept toasting him, and the Young Master didn't refuse any of it!" The servant sighed deeply, "The Young Master's stomach is already not good, how could he not refuse? Ah, could it be that the Young Master is in a bad mood and deliberately got himself drunk?"The servant's words were unintentional, but they carried a deeper meaning to Lillian Veblen.Especially the last sentence—could the Young Master be in a bad mood and deliberately got himself drunk?Lillian Veblen couldn

"When I woke up and found you were gone, I went out to look for you," Lillian Veblen's eyes flickered as she explained. She had been with Bernard Coleridge before; if she told her husband that she had just sent a drunk Bernard Coleridge back to his room, Nelson Coleridge would definitely be suspicious. To avoid affecting their marital relationship, it was better to keep it a secret."Husband, what about you? I didn't see you after I took a shower, and when I woke up, you still hadn't come back. Where did you go so late at night?" Lillian Veblen quickly turned the question around."While you were in the shower, my agent called me and said there was an urgent matter, so I drove out without having the chance to tell you. I'm sorry, dear, for making you worry," Nelson Coleridge apologized softly."You went out so late?" Lillian Veblen exclaimed in surprise. "What could be so urgent that you had to go out in the middle of the night?""In our line of work, we don't have fixed hours. Ther

Relying on her injured finger, Maggie Coleridge continuously directed Lillian Veblen to do all the work. At first, her tone was quite polite, but as time went on, her attitude grew increasingly worse, like a high-and-mighty mistress commanding her servant, which made Lillian Veblen very displeased."Lillian, stop dawdling and start slicing the ginger! Remember, it should be cut into thin strips.""Lillian, don't just stand there, keep washing the vegetables. The fish in the pot needs to be stir-fried!""Lillian, you're doing the scallops wrong; they won't taste fresh this way!""Lillian, add the soy sauce quickly, but don't pour too much—too much soy sauce isn't good for you!""..."With her hands on her hips, Maggie Coleridge bossed her around as if it were her right. Lillian Veblen had no time to argue back because she had too much to do and couldn't afford to bicker with her.She wanted to throw in the towel and tell her that it's easy to give orders when you're not the one d

"Nothing." Lillian Veblen instinctively hid her hand behind her back, shaking her head."Let me see it." Bernard Coleridge's handsome face darkened, his deep voice issuing a command."No need." Lillian Veblen refused."Now." Bernard Coleridge's profound gaze fell on her, carrying an unyielding aura."Really, no need." Lillian Veblen got up, preparing to leave.But Bernard Coleridge stepped forward, blocking her path. His tall figure, silhouetted by the light, stood in front of her, his beautifully lined thin lips giving off an indescribable sense of pressure.Lillian Veblen tried to escape but was forcefully pulled back by Bernard Coleridge, who grabbed her wrist and pulled her in front of him."Let go of me!" Lillian Veblen struggled fiercely, feeling inexplicably annoyed, not wanting any more entanglements with him.Bernard Coleridge's handsome face was taut, the grip on her wrist tightening as his deep gaze fell on her fingers. When he saw several scratches of varying sizes