Good bye You Never Love Me

Chapter 708 Martha, You Started It

Chapter 708 Martha, You Started It

The night was cool, but the temperature in the study of the Doyle Manor kept rising.

When Martha saw the man's watch fitting perfectly on Stefan's wrist, a satisfied smile appeared on her

lips.

"I know this size fits you."

Stefan's well-defined hand rested on the desk casually and his lips were pressed together as he looked

at the lovely and delicate woman in front of him.

He gazed deeply into her, his flames of desire seemed to be burning.

It was just that Martha, who was standing in front of him, seemed not to notice it.

She looked with satisfaction at Stefan with a bright smile.

"Stefan, you look very celibate now."

As soon as Martha finished speaking, she suddenly felt that there was something off about Stefan's

aura.

She was slightly stunned, but quickly realized that it was because of the sentence she had just said

that caused it.

The sentence she just said was meant to praise Stefan for being handsome.

However, judging by his current appearance, the words that were clearly heard in Stefan's ears

seemed to have changed their meaning.

Martha blushed and lowered her gaze, feeling a bit flustered. Her thoughts raced through her mind.

Just as she was about to explain, Stefan's gaze slowly became infused with a dangerous sense of

aggression.

The next moment, her wrist was pulled by Stefan and her whole body slumped over his long legs. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Soon, he grabbed Martha's right hand and held her tightly in his arms.

The smoke emanating from Stefan's body was aggressively sweeping over Martha's hair, causing a

shiver to run down Martha's spine.

Just as she was about to break free from Stefan, he leaned in close and his deep, magnetic voice

sounded in her ear, "Martha, this time it was you who started it."

Martha was slightly stunned, shrank her neck in shame, and only felt that the warm breath of the man

just hit her ears and made her panic.

"Stefan, I... what I just said didn't mean that at all. You misunderstood me."

Stefan smiled and turned Martha's face towards him, bending down to kiss her red lips.

Her lips were warm and soft, making Stefan deepen this kiss unconsciously.

Not long after, Stefan released Martha in his arms, his breathing becoming heavy.

Martha's seductive eyes glistened as she spoke softly, "Not here."

Stefan stared at the woman in his arms with a flirtatious expression.

He smiled widely as he carried her horizontally towards the bedroom.

Soon enough, in the bedroom, a mix of suppressed and coarse voices intermingled with delicate and

gentle ones...

The next day at the Doyle Manor's dining hall...

Jimmy was having breakfast when he noticed that his grandpa, daddy and Bianca were all seated at

the table eating breakfast but Mommy was missing. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and turned

to his daddy, asking concernedly, "Daddy, where is Mommy?"

"Your mommy hasn't woken up yet," Stefan calmly replied while eating breakfast.

Upon hearing this response, Jimmy's eyebrows furrowed even tighter. He put down his spoon and was

about to jump off his chair to wake his mommy up when Bianca sitting next to him stopped him from

taking any further action.

"Jimmy, don't go," she said.

"Why not?" Jimmy turned around, looking into Bianca's eyes. They had told him that not eating on time

would stunt growth or make one sick, so why weren't they worried about his mommy who didn't show

up at breakfast time?

As these thoughts ran through Jimmy's mind, he asked a question, "Granny Bianca, didn't you tell me

that if I don't eat on time, my stomach will hurt?"

Bianca suddenly froze in place, unsure how to explain it all.

The next second, Stefan's deep voice echoed throughout the dining hall, successfully diffusing any

awkwardness present. "Because your mommy ate supper last night."

Jimmy turned around, looking towards his daddy and blinking confusedly. "So does this mean if my

tummy isn't hungry, I don't have to eat breakfast?"

"No," Stefan calmly answered, "Think about it. I have work today. You need to go to kindergarten.

Bianca and your grandpa are going to take you there. As for your mommy, she doesn't have anything

to do today, so she can sleep in a bit longer before coming down for breakfast."

Jimmy lightly furrowed his brows, feeling like something wasn't quite right, but couldn't quite put it into

words...

Stefan glanced at Jimmy who was still standing there looking confused, raised an eyebrow, and asked

in a good mood, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"No," Jimmy replied and sat back down in the chair.

Bianca saw Jimmy's appearance and pursed her lips.

When Martha woke up, Bianca and Maxwell had not come home yet.

As soon as she arrived at the dining hall, the servant served her a bowl of millet porridge that had been

kept on the stove.

As soon as Martha picked up the spoon, the servant smiled and spoke Bianca's instructions to her.

"Miss Doyle, Bianca asked me to tell you that if you feel tired after eating, you can take a nap and they

will save your lunch for you."

Martha blushed and felt embarrassed, not knowing what to say after hearing these words.

Finally, she only gave a soft response and asked the servant to leave her alone.

When Martha was the only one left in the dining hall, her hand holding the spoon tightened slightly. The

thought of what happened last night made her blush uncontrollably.

The next second, her phone placed on the dining table suddenly vibrated, and the screen displayed a

note with the word "Honey".

Martha cleared her throat and answered the phone.

"What's wrong?"

The man on the other end of the phone had a slight smile on his lips, indicating that he was clearly in a

very happy mood.

"I'm worried you'll go hungry."

When Martha heard these words, she couldn't help but recall the scene from last night in her mind.

[Last night after they had sex, Stefan bit her earlobe and his warm breath sprayed on her cheeks from

time to time. "Martha, have you eaten enough tonight?"

She lay limp on the bed, with sweat constantly oozing from her palms and her heart beating faster and

faster.

Martha hung her head shyly, her long eyelashes quivering lightly and her red lips tightly pressed

together without speaking.]

After waiting for a while, Stefan still didn't hear Martha speak and chuckled...