Sweet forbidden love のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

I have no idea how long I slept. I only know that in the middle of the night, he woke me up to help me take my medicine and check my temperature. I was so cold then; even under a thick layer of blankets, I felt a piercing chill. Suddenly, I craved his warm embrace. I found myself instinctively reaching out to wrap my arms tightly around his neck, refusing to let go, greedily leaning my head against him to inhale the scent that belonged only to him.That was right. I loved him so much. As long as he was by my side, everything would be okay.I drifted back into an exhausted sleep. In my hazy dreams, I felt him holding me, gently stroking my hair and kissing my forehead as if shielding me from a violent storm.At ten the next morning, I wearily opened my heavy eyes. The world before me was a complete blur. I reached up to clutch my head, which throbbed as if hit by a hammer. My brow furrowed in pain. The fever had broken, but my entire body felt achy, and my joints

It was only then that I noticed the bedsheets, pillowcases, and blankets had all been replaced with fresh ones. My face flushed as I looked at him, feeling a wave of embarrassment.I had assumed he would find the mess disgusting. Instead, he didn't seem to care at all; he acted as if it were the most natural thing in the world.He picked up the bowl of porridge, blew on a spoonful, and brought it to my lips, asking tenderly as he fed me."You're in a lot of pain, aren't you. Try to finish the bowl so you can take your medicine."I looked at him, my eyes welling up with tears. I realized how prickly and sharp-tongued I had been with him over the past few days. Even though he consistently addressed me with intimate terms, I had kept a cold distance, calling him "Uncle" and "Sir."The thought made my heart ache for him even more.I opened my mouth and swallowed the spoonful he offered. Though I couldn't taste a thing, it warmed my stomach, and

Could I even trust the deep, soulful man sitting in front of me anymore? Clearly, the way he looked at me was filled with more tenderness and warmth than anything else, yet his mind was undeniably warped.Fortunately for him, I was in too good a mood to hold it against him. After a moment's thought, I decided to keep teasing him."So, who was it that promised not to touch me last time?""I..."Seeing him flustered made me glad; my teasing had hit the mark. However, instead of being embarrassed, he turned the tables and asked, "Do you... Do you really not like it?"How was I supposed to answer that? Was this man truly that naive? He looked at me with the eyes of a mature man, yet he seemed so pitiful. If he hadn't already touched me, if he hadn't tried every trick in the book to get me into bed, I surely would have felt sorry for him.I pulled the blanket over my head and lay back down, somehow unable to face his question."I’m g

The smile on my lips suddenly froze, and my entire body went as stiff as a board.This old pervert. Was he really trying to take a mile after being given an inch?"Ridiculous. Are you asking for a death wish? Don't be so greedy, or I might just have to neuter you."I gave his thigh a sharp shove with my foot, causing his face to turn pale as he clutched his leg."You kicked me so hard. Don't you care about your husband at all?"Seeing his handsome brows knit together as he grimaced in pain, I suddenly felt like I had used a bit too much force. I hurried to massage the spot on his thigh where I had kicked him."Are you okay. I'm sorry."He continued to wince, groaning in pain. "It hurts so much. Rub a little higher."I frowned but quickly followed his instructions, moving my hand upward. But he didn't stop there. He continued to cry out."Not there. You have to go higher. Aizzaaa, it hurts so much."I looked up at

He remained silent. I knew he was hesitating, but I didn't want him to delay his work on my account."Eddie, just go. I have the whole day off. I'll cook dinner for you later."A heavy sigh traveled through the line to my ear."I’m sorry. Wait for me, then. I promise I’ll be back tonight.""There's nothing to apologize for. I hope everything goes well with the meeting. Love you."My last words made him let out a soft laugh over the phone."Love you too. Enjoy your lunch.""I will."I hung up, feeling a slight pang of sadness. It wasn't because he wasn't coming home for lunch, but rather because the person by his side right now wasn't me. It was Imogen, his secretary.I wondered if she was planning to play any tricks on him. The thought made me anxious. At the very least, I should send him a warning, shouldn't I?After debating back and forth, I finally decided to send him a text."Be careful, Ed