Falling into Her Trap: Don't Cross the Line, Mr. President-Chapter 141: What Belongs to Me, I Will Take Back Myself

Chapter 141: Chapter 141: What Belongs to Me, I Will Take Back Myself

At the dining table, Claire Shaw felt the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Both Ethan Blackwood and Jade Jameson seemed off.

All her life, Jade Jameson gave her the impression of being gentle and demure, methodical in everything she did, and her cooking was impeccable.

But today, the dishes were either too salty or too bland, and she seemed a bit distracted.

"This rib soup is too bland."

"No need, the soup is better when it’s a bit bland," Claire Shaw tried to smooth things over.

"How can that be okay? Wait a moment, I’ll add some salt."

She hurried into the kitchen, and before she could bring out the salt, they heard the sound of dishes falling in the kitchen.

Claire Shaw wanted to check, but Hayden Quinn stopped her a step ahead, "It’s okay, I’ll go take a look."

Only Claire Shaw and Ethan Blackwood were left in the dining room. Even though Ethan didn’t say much, it seemed like a layer of frost enveloped him.

Claire Shaw tugged at his sleeve under the table and whispered, "Is it that the food doesn’t suit your taste? Mr. Jameson might just be a bit tired today."

Ethan Blackwood scrutinized her for a long moment and finally uttered two words, "It’s nothing."

He was sure it was Claire Shaw’s first time with him four months ago. In fact, he had mentally prepared himself when he decided to take over Claire Shaw from Owen Crawford. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

After all, they had been dating for three years; something was bound to have happened.

But at dawn, when he saw a hint of red on the bed, Ethan Blackwood was both surprised and delighted.

Yesterday, Claire Shaw was abducted, and Ethan made the worst assumptions.

He loved Claire Shaw for who she was, not her body.

But Hayden Quinn was different for Claire Shaw, not like Owen Crawford.

Over the years, he returned occasionally, and Claire Shaw often visited the teacher’s house.

In that room full of childhood memories, had they ever secretly tasted the forbidden fruit?

Even if they hadn’t gone all the way, just the thought of Claire willingly lying under another man, calling him brother in a delicate voice, drove Ethan Blackwood to madness with jealousy.

People are greedy. After getting Claire Shaw, he only wished every bit of her heart was filled with him alone.

No other person should even have a strand of her attention.

The meal was eaten in silence, and several times Hayden Quinn served dishes to Claire Shaw, only for her to pass them to Ethan Blackwood instead.

She might have sensed something and used this way to differentiate from other men, reassuring him.

Claire Shaw was truly obedient, especially in handling relationships with men. Once she set her mind, she would manage other men well.

Hayden Quinn noticed her deliberate distancing and stopped serving her.

If it were before, Jade Jameson would have said a few words to lighten up the atmosphere. Today she was clearly distracted, even spilling a ladle while serving soup.

As night fell, Claire Shaw and Ethan Blackwood said their goodbyes.

Jade Jameson snapped back to reality, "Alright, it’s getting late and the road is slippery, be careful on your way home, and come more often."

"Alright."

"Thank you for having us, Mr. Jameson."

Ethan Blackwood left holding Claire Shaw, who bashfully clung to his neck, "It’s just a few steps, I can walk on my own."

Jade Jameson and Hayden Quinn stood by the door watching them leave, she softly said, "Child, you’re ultimately a step too late, I can tell, Claire really likes him."

"What does liking prove? Did you not like enough back then?"

As if remembering something, Jade Jameson wiped the tears about to fall from her eyes, "You, child, have never been good at comforting people."

"Mom, don’t think about it, it’s been so many years."

Jade Jameson stared straight at Ethan Blackwood’s back, softly sighed, "So many years have passed, Hayden, it’s been difficult for you all these years."

"There’s nothing difficult about it, what’s mine, I’ll take back myself."

...

Ethan Blackwood closed the car door and started the engine, Claire Shaw sneaked a glance at his side profile, it clearly looked the same as before.

It seemed ever since he came back from washing his hands, his mood was off.

"Ethan, do you mind my relationship with Hayden? He helped me a lot as a child, I really like him, but this like is purely the respect from a little sister to a neighboring brother, unrelated to romance."

Claire Shaw murmured while clutching her dress, "If you don’t like it, I’ll try to avoid seeing him in the future."

Her cautious and pitiable demeanor made Ethan Blackwood temporarily halt the car.

He wanted to talk to Claire Shaw.

The night outside was thick, and hundreds of meters away, there was a single dim streetlight.

Ethan Blackwood’s profile looked particularly sharp in the darkness; he instinctively wanted to light a cigarette but stopped himself thinking of Claire Shaw in the car.

Even if Claire Shaw was foolish, she sensed his displeasure, yet he refused to articulate it, so unlike his usual composed self.

She could even clearly perceive his restlessness.

Claire Shaw tugged at his sleeve, her voice soft and delicate, "Good brother, you’re scaring me, what’s wrong?"

Ethan Blackwood took a deep breath, turned around, and his dark eyes stared at Claire Shaw’s gentle face, "Luna, I want to ask you something."

"Alright, you can ask."

Ethan Blackwood grasped her small hand and asked word by word, "Have you ever slept with Hayden Quinn?"

Claire Shaw blinked her big eyes and nodded seriously, "Yes."

She seriously counted on her fingers, "And not just once."