Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts

Chapter 48

Ines got even more embarrassed when he said that, sounding a bit down, "How come you, a big guy, eat so little?"

"I usually eat less at night, I'm used to it. I'm just glad you have such a good appetite." Ethan said.

Ines blushed, "Well, since you made it yourself, of course I have to eat more."

Ethan smiled, not exposing her, "Then I have to thank Mrs. Meyer for her support, and I hope Mrs. Meyer will always be so supportive."

Ines was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh, "Does Mr. Meyer mean he's going to cook for me for the rest of my life?"

Ethan frowned in annoyance, looking helpless, "Damn, I wanted to be subtle, but I didn't expect Mrs. Meyer to be so smart and guess it right away."

After dinner, Ines took the initiative to clean up the table and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Ethan followed her in, and after she washed them, he wiped them dry and put them away. They worked together seamlessly.

After tidying up the kitchen, the two went for a walk in the neighborhood, hand in hand, like a long- married couple. Ines really enjoyed their life now.

"How did you feel about your first day at work today?" Ethan asked.

"It was fine, just a little rusty after not working for more than half a month, but I adapted quickly." Ines said.

"That's good. If you ever feel tired or don't want to do it anymore, you're always welcome to join the Meyer Group, and you can choose any position you like." Ines stopped in her tracks and looked up

at Ethan, "Is Mr. Meyer planning to let me work there without an interview? I heard that the Meyer Group has very strict standards for hiring people."

Ethan couldn't help but touch her face, "Doesn't Mrs. Meyer have confidence in herself?"

Ines pulled his hand away, "Of course, I am a graduate of a prestigious school and have been in the workforce for a few years. I should be given special consideration."

On their way back, they ran into a middle-aged man who, seeing their intertwined hands, looked surprised, "Mr. Meyer, is this your girlfriend?"

Ethan smiled and said naturally, "Not my girlfriend, but my wife."

"When did you get married?"

"Not long ago." Ethan said.

The man was stunned and then laughed, "Congratulations to both of you."

"Thank you." Ethan said.

After the middle-aged man left, Ines couldn't help but ask, "Someone you know?"

"I guess so, I've seen him a few times before, but it's the first time I've seen him in this neighborhood. I didn't expect him to live here." Ethan watched the man's back, a hint of darkness flashing in his eyes.

At night, Ethan was busy in the study until 11 o'clock. When he entered the bedroom, Ines was already asleep, looking very adorable.

Ethan couldn't help but smile, shook his head, then lifted the covers and lay down, embracing Ines in his arms. Ines seemed to sense this, naturally leaning into his chest.

He remembered the first time they shared a bed, Ines was so scared she hid on the bedside table. It didn't take long for her to get used to his presence, so his decision back then was right.

Couples couldn't get along in a muddle-headed way; sometimes he had to be strong. Thinking about this, Ethan smiled slightly and then turned off the bedside light. The next day, Ines woke up in Ethan's arms. She carefully picked up Ethan's hand from her waist. As soon as she moved, Ethan woke up, and the big hand that was tightly wrapped around her waist tightened even more, bringing the two of them even closer together. Ines struggled and said, "Let go of me, I need to get up and make breakfast." Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Ines knew her cooking skills were not good, but she could still make a simple breakfast. Ethan had already made dinner, and she couldn't let him get up early to make her breakfast too.

Both parties needed to contribute in a marriage. If she always took her partner's kindness for granted and did nothing herself, one day he would get tired too.

"It’s fine, I prepared breakfast before I went to bed last night." Ethan's deep voice came from above, low and pleasant. Ines's face turned red instantly, wanting to struggle to get up, "You can lie down for a while, I'll get up first."

"Be good, don't move." Ethan's voice deepened a few notches, and Ines could clearly feel his body stiffening, as if something was pressing against her from behind.

Although Ines had never experienced such things, it didn't mean she didn't know about them. Thinking about what it was, her face turned red, and she didn't dare to move. She whispered, "Ethan, you really are..."

Ethan laughed and kissed her cheek gently, "It's a normal physiological phenomenon for a man. Holding a beautiful wife in his arms, one’s not a man if he can resist."

"When will it stop?" Ines asked.

"I don't know. After all, I've never underestimated the charm of our Izzy." Hearing Ines's words, Ethan couldn't help but laugh. Ines almost bit her tongue, what was she asking?

"I'm not talking to you anymore." Ines hadn't finished speaking when suddenly a shadow came over her, and she felt a chill on her lips. Ethan had accurately kissed her. His kiss was light and gentle, and Ines, as if bewitched, began to respond. What was originally a simple good morning kiss turned into a passionate make-out session. They didn't know who stopped first, but it didn't make them late for work.

Ethan dropped Ines off at work, and Ines couldn't help laughing, "Thank goodness you drive a cheap car, otherwise I wouldn't dare to let you drive me to work."

Ethan said slowly, "It seems that being low-key has its advantages."

Ines laughed, "You're actually quite proud."

"Being able to drive my wife to and from work is, of course, a good thing. I should take a good look and see if there are any handsome guys in your office." As Ethan spoke, he even rolled down the window to look outside seriously.

Ines was amused by his actions, patted his shoulder, and said, "Okay, I'm going to be late." Ethan waited until Ines entered the building before driving away.