Chapter 127

That was too much of Grandma! Why did she have to do that?

It was rare for her to finally show some concern for her grandson; when she finally did, it had to be a scheme against him.

No wonder Theodore pounced on Rosalie the moment she entered the room. He was a hot– blooded young man who had just had some soup with aphrodisiac effects. No wonder he felt the urges!

Theodore was worried that he might act rashly and fail to hold himself back, which explained why he flung her hands away. As it turned out, she had misunderstood him.

The pained expression on his face made Rosalie ask in a soft voice, Then… What should we do now?”

Under such circumstances, it seemed as though having sex was the only way to bring him relief. But given their situation right now, they couldn’t behave as they did in the past.

To make matters worse, she was pregnant right now.

“I’ll take a cold shower.”

Theodore stood up, and headed to the washroom.

Thinking about her misunderstanding him, Rosalie felt guilty. She left the room and went to the kitchen, where she prepared some ice cubes in a container.

voice sounded

still awake at

as she turned around, and stuttered, “Zane, you…you’re still awake,

see if there’s any area that you didn’t manage

“…”

Rosalie wondered if Zane realized that he had lost

Theodore just had a big bowl of aphrodisiac soup, and

cubes. She couldn’t. possibly explain that they were to help lower his temperature because. she

said coyly, “Zane, this is something private between me and Theodore. Please don’t ask

nodded. “Pardon me, Madam. Please go

stepped aside, and gave

walked past him with her

to turn around and say, “Do turn in early. Theodore and I will feel

might go to his workroom and realize that the key was missing, and look around for it. It would be

nodded in acknowledgement. “Yes, Madam.

cubes in hand. She walked to

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and knocked

“Theodore,” she called out.

He sounded as though

ice cubes for you.

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