This act of giving in is not something only he can do.
It’s perfectly justified to act coy with your own wife.
Silas Eastwood’s dark eyes carried a calculated strategy as he softly said, "Those days you ignored me, I was really upset. I got scolded by my boss several times at work."
Of course, this was a lie, as he himself was the boss and no one dared to scold him.
Sharon Langley took it seriously and, frowning her delicate brows, said, "I didn’t ignore you; it was you who ignored me... the boss scolded you, serves you right." Discover more novels at novel·fire·net
Even though she said this, she no longer resisted his closeness like before.
Silas noticed her change, and first let out a soft laugh from his throat, then said, "You’re my wife, how dare I ignore you? Clearly, you deliberately provoked me and let another man take advantage of you. I was angry and jealous, but you didn’t come to comfort me."
At this, Sharon felt a bit embarrassed.
It was true, she hadn’t handled it well back then, having given Isaac Eastwood a chance to be physically inappropriate with her despite being married.
Sharon apologized, "Sorry, it won’t happen again."
"It’s okay, honey. If you give me a kiss, we’ll call it even."
Silas said with a smile, eyes full of expectation.
Initially, Sharon wanted to refuse, but seeing his bright eyes gazing steadily at her, the words of refusal suddenly couldn’t come out.
She sighed helplessly, lifted her small face, and gave his chin a peck.
But she hadn’t expected that Silas wasn’t someone who could be so easily placated; he pinched her chin, and his thin lips accurately captured hers.
Sharon was taken aback and actually forgot to push him away.
The cold war of the past few days slowly faded into the background...
Sylvia Sterling arrived at the private penthouse suite, and after a moment’s hesitation, she was about to knock and enter.
However, she noticed the door to the suite wasn’t fully closed, leaving a small gap through which she could see Sebastian Blackwood applying medicine to Ivy Kensington.
Immediately, her hand, poised to knock, froze in mid-air.
Indeed... the only person who could make him so angry tonight was Ivy Kensington!
For a moment, Sylvia didn’t want to go in; it would only be self-humiliating.
But unexpectedly, she suddenly heard her name mentioned inside.
Ivy Kensington: "Sebastian, don’t be mad, I’m fine now, aren’t I?"
After saying this, seeing the man still wore a cold face and seemed unwilling to acknowledge her, she blinked and changed the topic, "By the way, did you go and apologize to Dr. Song?"
Sebastian Blackwood remained silent for a while, and finally, seeing her injured but cautious demeanor, his overwhelming fury dissipated. He sneered coldly, "Just take care of yourself; it’s a waste of time worrying about me and Dr. Song, an outsider."
His tone was icy, but Sylvia could see clearly that his actions in applying medicine to Ivy were gentle.
However, when talking about her, he was unforgivably indifferent.
Because, just as he said, she was merely an outsider!
Sylvia bit her lip, a surge of anger suddenly filled her chest.
Why, why does she have to become a casualty of their feelings!
The more she thought about it, the less Sylvia could control her emotions, and in a moment of carelessness, "thud—"
She pushed the door open!
In an instant, Sebastian Blackwood and Ivy Kensington’s eyes turned towards her!
After a brief flash of white light in her mind, Sylvia decisively spoke, "Director Blackwood, we need to talk!"