Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts

Chapter 185

Hearing that, Ethan went completely silent.

Izzy found it hilarious seeing Ethan like this and whispered, "Just your sister having a crush got you this riled up. You'll be driven nuts when your daughter gets married someday."

"No one is going to take my daughter away." Ethan spat out.

"Then you better pray all your kids are boys. Daughters are bound to get married."

"No way, I want daughters, not sons."

Izzy laughed seeing his inner conflict, "You stole me without even breaking a sweat and now you're looking to blame someone else? You're the one who should be scolded."

Ethan contemplated and found some truth in Izzy's words. He did get Izzy way too easily. As the car pulled over, Ethan went to park. Just as Izzy turned on the lights at home, Ethan suddenly pushed her against the wall. Izzy's back got a bit knocked. She pushed him away. This guy, who was just sulking a minute ago, had suddenly changed his tune.

"Ethan, what are you doing?" Izzy asked.

"All the drama earlier made me forget the most important thing." Ethan chuckled softly.

Izzy found it amusing. His mood swings were really unpredictable. She asked, "What important thing?"

"Making babies, of course. Nothing's more pressing than this right now." Ethan squatted down and picked Izzy up by her legs. Izzy was caught off guard and her heart started racing. Worried she might fall any second, she clung onto his shoulders for balance and her hands tightly gripped his shirt.

"Ethan, you scared me." Izzy lightly hit him.

"Don't worry, I won't let my wife fall." Ethan kicked open the bedroom door and gently laid Izzy on the bed. He turned on the bedside lamp, hastily removed his jacket, and planted a kiss on her lips. Recalling their afternoon in the office, Izzy was equally excited and did her best to reciprocate his kiss.

Their passionate kiss was unhindered, leaving Izzy gasping for air by the time it ended.

Ethan, looking at his wife underneath him, couldn't help but pinch her nose, "After all this time, you still don't know when to breathe."

Izzy's heart was beating so fast it felt like it would jump out of her throat, leaving her gasping for air.

Ethan chuckled before leaning in to kiss her again.

Izzy could feel his burning desire like a raging fire roasting her, leaving her unable to resist. Eventually, he carried her to the bathroom for a shower and claimed her again.

Izzy's only thought before she drifted to sleep was that men truly couldn't be left unsatisfied for too long, or else she'd be the one suffering in the end.

The next day, Izzy woke up in Ethan's arms. Knowing she didn't have to work, she lazily stayed in bed.

However, Ethan's hand began to roam her body again. Annoyed, she grabbed his hand, "Ethan, you're really pushing your limits."

Ethan lightly laughed, "How long has it been since we last made love? You should do the math."

"I'm not counting." Izzy knew he was shameless. She didn't want to talk to him.

"Then let me tell you, it's been a whole month. You owe me, and it's time to pay up."

"Ethan, you really are a businessman." She was surprised he could actually say such a thing.

After some bickering, Izzy eventually surrendered.

Later she was indeed too tired to move.

Ethan contentedly got up to take a shower, planting a kiss on her face, "Izzy, just rest at home today. I'll have lunch delivered and I'll cook dinner for you myself when I come back."

Izzy responded, "I don't want to see you right now." He was such a rogue.

Izzy slept until noon, and if it weren't for lunch being delivered, she wouldn't have gotten up at all. Every cell in her body was protesting.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw new marks all over her body. That man really was twisted for enjoying leaving all sorts of marks on her.

Having no plans to go out, she didn't bother applying any ointment. After lunch, she went back to bed. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

She thought to herself about how she was really letting herself go. She wouldn't have spent the whole day in bed in the past.

Izzy loved fresh mangoes. Today, Ethan brought some home for her. She was still in bed when she smelled the mangoes and immediately got up.

"Ethan, did you buy mangoes?" Izzy asked.

Ethan nodded, "Your nose is really sharp, you smelled them as soon as I walked in."

Izzy smiled, "Then make me a mango smoothie for dinner." Ethan nodded and went to the kitchen to cook. Izzy was wide awake after a day's rest. She watched TV in the living room, occasionally glancing at the busy man in the kitchen, thinking life was good.