Loving A STRANGER Chapter 362
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"I'm not jealous. I'm just afraid you'll cheat on me!" Kylie bit the man's jaw.
Ethan laughed again. "Don't smear me in front of my son."
"How do you know it's a boy?" Kylie asked him.
"He told me when we made love last night."
Kylie flushed and pushed him away. "Leave me alone! I'm going to sleep."
Ethan still looked at her with his tender eyes and pulled her back. "Let's sleep together."
"No!"
Ethan flirted with Kylie again in bed.
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"I don't agree!" Stephen hit the marriage license on the table with great force.
It was the first day that he worked in his family's company, and he was so exhausted when he came back, but he still had to face the mess.
Did he marry Dinah?
"You're a legal couple now." Agnes glanced at the marriage license, then sipped her coffee.
"You've made every decision of my life, and now my marriage too?" Stephen stood by the window and seemed cold.
Agnes smiled. "It's OK if you want to divorce, but you must leave a baby for the Cecil family first."
Stephen snorted, then walked into his room.
Dinah was doing yoga in the room. Seeing Stephen walking inside, she changed a simple posture at once and moved slowly. "Hi, welcome back!"
Stephen took a step forward and grabbed Dinah's collar to press her against the wall. "Are you satisfied now?"
Dinah stayed calm, looking at him. "Do you want Kylie to suffer with you?" Stephen's eyes moved a little, then he loosened his hand, but his voice was still cold. "Is this your idea or hers?"
He knew Kylie was adamant and wouldn't change her decision once she made up her mind like she chose to be with Ethan, instead of him.
He also knew Kylie valued friendship very much, and she wouldn't judge a person according to normal moral standards, like the way she treated Ken.
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He knew it too that Kylie would do everything to help her female friends, like what she had done for Faith.
If it was Kylie's idea, she must make the decision when she found Dinah had admired him from afar for so many years.
Kylie wouldn't retreat just because the Cecil family was dangerous.
Dinah tidied up her clothes, then said, "No matter who made the decision, it won't change anything now."
She walked to Stephen with a serious face. "Stephen, can't you see how much Kylie loves Ethan till now? Even though she was hypnotized, she still had a special affection towards him."
Stephen seemed to be in a terrible mood and took out a cigarette to light it and had a long breath in, which he hadn't done for a long time. "None of your business."
"Stephen, you don't keep her as your own property, but you should let her go if you really love her."
Stephen looked at her, but someone knocked on the door when he just moved his thin lips to say something.
"Stephen, are you still awake?" Agnes said outside.
Dinah remained silent, then turned around, walking to the big bed. She pulled the carpet and lay down.
Stephen was quiet for a while before he walked to the door. "Yes."
The door was opened, and Agnes frowned with dissatisfaction when she smelt the smoke. "Why are you smoking in the bedroom? It's not good for Dinah's body!"
"She?" Stephen gave Dinah a side glance. "She can easily beat down a dozen strong men. A cigarette is merely nothing for her."
Agnes thought Stephen was unwilling to tell her Dinah was pregnant, so she didn't point it out, but said with a smile, "Dinah is your wife now, and you should take good care of her."
Stephen pulled on the cigarette, then put it out. "Mom, what do you want to say?"
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Agnes hesitated for a while, then said, "Well, it's nothing. You still have a meeting in the company tomorrow, so I come here to remind you to sleep earlier, and not..." Saying that Agnes gave Dinah a glance.
Stephen snorted.
He wasn't interested in her at all.
However, Agnes thought he was displeased because of her. She pulled his hand and said in a low voice, "Your father isn't in a good mood today. Don't disturb his sleep." After that, she walked away with a smile.
Stephen closed the door and said to himself, "What's wrong with her?"
Dinah didn't sit up until she heard the door was closed. "I'll sleep in the bed, and you can sleep on the floor."
"Why?" Stephen was surprised.
"I'm the guest, and you're the host. I'm a woman, and you're a man. No matter what, you should listen to me!" "Impossible. It's my place, and I can sleep wherever I want!" Stephen said, then began to unfasten the buttons of his shirt.
Seeing he started to take off his clothes, Dinah threw her upper clothing to the floor at once.
She pulled the carpet over to cover her nipples, then said to Stephen, "I dare you to sleep with me!"
Afterward, she lay down again with her limbs stretching outwards.
Stephen stopped, then glared at her. He turned, walking to the cabinet and took out another carpet to spread it on the floor.
When the lights in the bedroom were turned off, Dinah stared straight at the ceiling, thinking that tonight was her wedding night.
Stephen, who was lying on the floor, stared at the pair of female slippers, thinking to himself that when he could get rid of her.
At daybreak, Agnes knocked on the door again.
Stephen put the carpet on the floor into the cabinet without delay before he went to open the door in his sleeping gown.
"Hi, morning." Stephen was a little hoarse.
Agnes gave a glance to the inside of the room, then raised her voice and said, "Dinah, the breakfast is ready. Come out and enjoy it."
After that, Agnes turned to Stephen. "Why don't you join us?"
Stephen looked at the alarm at the bedside table, and said like he just got up on the wrong side of the bed, "It's just five o'clock. Isn't it too early to have breakfast?"
Agnes, of course, wouldn't admit that she came over that early in order to prevent them from having sex in the morning.
All she wanted now was that her grandson could come to this word safely. Dinah was in the early pregnancy now, so she must make sure that they stopped having sex.
"It isn't very early anyway. Don't you like morning exercise? You can jog later with your father," Agnes said with a smile, then walked away.
Stephen was annoyed, then slammed the door close.
He turned, walking to the big bed in Dinah's sight and pulled the carpet lying in.
And the next second, he jumped out of the bed like he just had an electric shock.
"Why are you naked?"
"Who sleeps with clothes on?" Dinah's heart was pounding, but she seemed calm. "But you, why did you get in my bed?"
Stephen was mad.
He was so used to sleeping in the big bed, and he wasn't wide awake just then, so he went straight to the bed and lay on it.
To his astonishment, Dinah was totally naked on the bed!
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