Marrying His Nemesis: Kicking My Scumbag Fiancé Away!-Chapter 65: Seraphina, Do You Want Me?

Felicity Shaw lifted her face.

Adrian Chamberlain’s eyes were bloodshot, his expression fierce, clearly already on the brink of losing control.

"Don’t come over, I’ll... I’ll call the police right now..."

Adrian Chamberlain rushed over, snatched her phone, and threw it into the bathtub still filled with water.

Felicity Shaw got up from the floor, trying to escape the bathroom.

Adrian Chamberlain grabbed her hair, throwing her back inside.

He raised his hand and tore off the belt.

Watching the man approach, holding the belt step by step, Felicity Shaw collapsed entirely onto the ground.

...

...

The gala scene.

Seraphina Thorne exited the bathroom, noticing Ethan Sterling standing at the corner of the corridor across the way, talking to Sean Hale. She lifted her skirt and walked over.

"Did something happen?"

"Nothing!" Ethan Sterling handed the phone in his fingers to Sean Hale, smiling as he embraced her waist, "Come on, let’s greet the guests."

The two returned to the gala scene together, Seraphina’s gaze sweeping across to Vice Mayor Donovan, laughing and chatting with the guests not far off.

"How did you manage to win over Vice Mayor Donovan?"

Diane Dawson was easily swayed by Adrian Chamberlain’s sweet talk, and the Vice Mayor’s entire family had previously regarded Adrian Chamberlain as a prospective son-in-law.

The moment Vice Mayor Donovan appeared, even Seraphina believed he was there for Adrian Chamberlain.

Who would have thought, Ethan Sterling actually succeeded in pulling him into his camp, leaving Seraphina quite curious about how he did it.

"There’s no need for you to worry about it, darling."

Ethan Sterling preferred not to discuss those unspeakable means behind the scenes.

Those dark, despicable things...

He would handle them himself.

Supporting Seraphina’s waist, Ethan Sterling raised his glass toward several high-level executives and shareholders of Zenith Group not far away.

The crowd immediately raised their glasses in response to the two.

"See?" Ethan Sterling smiled, "From now on, Zenith Group truly returns to us."

Seraphina understood his meaning.

Buying a company’s shares is easy, but truly controlling a company is not that simple.

At this gala, with Ethan Sterling successfully securing Vice Mayor Donovan, he had become the driving force behind Zenith Group.

Starting today, the entire board and those at Zenith’s both levels, will more steadfastly support him, standing by his side.

Of course.

Seraphina did not naively believe Ethan Sterling’s use of "us."

Currently, Zenith is Ethan Sterling’s.

However, Seraphina did not mind these things.

Because she knew that only Ethan Sterling could lead Zenith Group out of its previous predicament at this moment.

This is the company founded by her father, holding the blood and sweat of decades, her brother’s efforts of over ten years.

Seraphina hopes this company is in the hands of someone capable and truly caring for it.

She believes Ethan Sterling is that person.

As the gala wound down, the two stood together at the entrance, bidding farewell to guests attending the gala.

Instructing Sean Hale to stay behind and clean up, Ethan Sterling helped Seraphina with her coat, together heading downstairs.

The driver started the car, driving in the direction of The Paramount Gardens.

In the back seat, Ethan Sterling’s arm held Seraphina’s waist.

He leaned in, his head close to her ear.

"Honey, it’s been several days, shouldn’t your relatives be leaving soon?"

Relatives?

Seraphina was stunned for a few seconds before understanding his meaning, her face warmed, and she softly replied.

Ethan Sterling didn’t say anything, merely gently rubbed his nose against the tip of her ear.

His fingers on her waist, lightly and rhythmically pressing her side ribs through the dress, like playing a piano.

The streetlamp’s light flickered through the car window.

The car was quiet in the late night.

Seraphina felt the warm breath of the man next to her ear.

Imagining what was going to happen next, her heart raced along with the rhythm of his fingers, pounding swiftly.

The car entered the parking lot and stopped at the elevator entrance.

Ethan Sterling helped Seraphina out of the back seat, pressing her hand onto the elevator door.

They walked into the elevator together, Ethan Sterling’s hand always holding onto hers.

As the elevator ascended, Ethan Sterling didn’t speak.

Only his thumb gently caressing her palm.

Seraphina, in her high heels, felt her feet grow weak.

Ding—

The elevator arrived at the top floor, Ethan Sterling entered the password to open the door, pulling her in abruptly.

Seraphina was pushed against the door, the man’s kiss falling upon her with the taste of alcohol.

The coat slid off silently, piling at her feet.

Tonight, Ethan Sterling was crazy.

Seraphina couldn’t handle it, only able to tightly grasp his shoulders.

When the zipper of the clothes got pulled down, and when the shoe on her right foot slipped off...

Seraphina hadn’t noticed at all until he laid her flat on the bed, and his body pressed heavily against her, finally giving her a chance to gasp for air.

"Seraphina..." Ethan Sterling’s voice sounded in her ear, "Do you want me?"

Seraphina, not being thick-skinned, breathed heavily and didn’t dare to answer.

But, Ethan Sterling didn’t intend to leave her.

He lifted his face, his dark eyes catching hers in the moonlight streaming in from outside.

"Want... or not want?"

Seraphina swallowed twice, her voice hoarse.

"Want."

Not only to make him happy, at this moment, she didn’t want him to stop at all.

Ethan Sterling no longer spoke, merely kissed her again.

With both hands tightly clutching his arms, Seraphina closed her eyes.

...

The next morning, Seraphina was awakened by the alarm.

She reached her right hand out to touch her phone to turn off the alarm.

Before she could touch the phone, the alarm stopped.

Beside her, Ethan Sterling softly chuckled.

"Where are you reaching for, darling?"

Seraphina opened her eyes, seeing Ethan Sterling’s face with a bit of a rogue smile.

She turned on her side, lying on him, the right hand she reached for the alarm resting on his chest near the heart.

The most crucial part...

Neither of them wore clothes.

Seraphina snapped awake, flushed, and turned her back to him.

Ethan Sterling turned on his side to help adjust the blanket, his arm stretching over to hug her and the blanket together.

Feeling his body close, Seraphina’s nerves tensed all over.

She misunderstood the man, thinking he was going for another round.

"I need to see my brother today; is tonight okay?"

Knowing she just experienced intimacy, unable to bear too much.

Ethan Sterling hadn’t intended to move her; he chuckled at this.

"No problem, if the wife has requests, the husband will certainly satisfy them."

Seraphina shrank inside the blanket, uncomfortable with staying or getting up.

Fortunately, Ethan Sterling’s phone rang, getting her off the hook.

Taking the phone and glancing at the screen’s number, Ethan Sterling frowned slightly.

He pulled on a bath towel, covering himself as he went outside to answer the call.

Seraphina sighed in relief, hurriedly climbing up and slipping into the bathroom.

After finishing her wash and getting dressed, Ethan Sterling was bringing breakfast from the kitchen.

Breakfast was abundant, not only including her favorite fried eggs and chocolate milk but also cooked sausages and fruits.

Ethan Sterling hadn’t changed clothes yet. The bath towel carelessly wrapped around his trim waist, seeming like it could fall off at any moment.

Seraphina dared not look long at his waist, shifting her gaze away and immediately noticed the visible fingerprint marks on Ethan Sterling’s arm and shoulder.

Seraphina: ...

It seemed she grabbed too hard last night.