Lost in Mr. Preston's Temptation

Chapter 73 You Don’t Need to Wash Up, I Don’t Mind

Other than the scent of the wine, there was also a faint rose scent that filled the air, teasing Ethan.

The fingers drawing on his lips were so soft...

The man’s eyes flared with lust, and he suddenly grabbed her waist and pressed her against the wall,

his voice was dark and muffled.

“You don’t need to wash up, I don’t mind.” Then he leaned over and kissed her.

Clara raised her head, but her mind was slightly confused. She had no idea where she was, but she felt

that the skin under her palm was so hot it was on the verge of burning up.

When she felt a dry touch on the waist, Clara’s head cleared a little, and she patted the man’s cheek.

Seeing the man staring back at her coldly, she leaned against the wall and said a little hesitantly, “Y-you

like men, don’t you?”

After all, she had taken the initiative twice, but he was always indifferent.

At those words, Ethan face became a little shocking, and his voice became even colder, “Who said I

like men?”

“Dr. Deleon said so.” Feeling the man’s breath was cold, Clara stuttered a bit, “He also said that if he

was with you, he wouldn’t mind being a bottom...”

“Really? “ Ethan sneered.

He picked up Clara and threw her on the bed.

Ethan pressed himself against her and stared at her with dark eyes. His voice was extremely

dangerous. “I don’t mind helping you remember what happened at the hotel that night!”

“...”

The French window on one side of the bedroom was open, and a breeze was blowing in. However, the

air in the room gradually thickened.

The phone on the bedside table suddenly lit up and vibrated.

Ethan saw it buzzing incessantly. He picked it up and threw it onto the floor.

The phone bounced on the ground and turned off.

Clara’s long black hair was scattered on the snow-white pillow. She looked at the glass chandelier

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Suddenly, someone knocked on the door, and Donny’s voice could be heard. “Sir, it’s a call for you.”

“It’s Mrs. Clayton” He added after a pause.

Listening to the second half of his words, the desire in Ethan’s eyes suddenly completely disappeared,

and he quickly returned to his indifferent appearance.

After getting out of bed, he grabbed his coat from the back of the chair and opened the door barefoot.

“Did you answer it? “

“Ms. Clayton called three times. I answered the first call.” Donny lowered his head, “Ms. Clayton asked

where you were, and why you didn’t answer her call...”

The man frowned upon hearing this, remembering when he had thrown his phone down just now.

He supposed that it had turned off after being thrown.

As soon as Donny finished speaking, the phone in his hand started ringing again. He acted like he was

holding a hot potato, and immediately handed the phone to Ethan.

Ethan took the phone, and after answering it put it to his ear, his cold voice low and soft.

Ethan finished the call quickly and returned the phone to Donny. He ordered: “She threw up several

times from the pregnancy tonight. You pick up George. I will go to her.”

“Sir...” Donny said abruptly.

He knew that it was his boss’s matter, and that he shouldn’t worry about it. However, he had followed

Ethan for so many years and couldn’t help feeling this was unfair to him.

Donny explained, “The explosion 14 years ago wasn’t an accident at all. It was the third eldest who

attempted to kill you. Fortunately, your bodyguard used his body to protect you. However, you then

stayed in the hospital for half a year and almost became permanently blind...”

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Donny had already told him about this while the two of them were in the study.

Still, he wanted to remind Ethan now.

“You and the third eldest didn’t have the same mother, how can he treat you as his younger brother?”

Donny said everything he had been holding in.

“The third eldest only treated you well over the years because he regretted what he did to you back

then. He just wanted to make it up to you.”

“At first, the third eldest’s mother thought that you had killed her son and joined with other Prestons to

attack you, wanting to usurp your place. The wound in your chest was also something that the third

eldest’s mother got Ms. Clayton to do.”