When it came to discussing a man’s capabilities in that area, Winifred didn’t think much of it. She mentioned Leland’s lack of skill just to irritate him.
But Leland, thick-skinned as he was, took on a serious demeanor and wanted to discuss the matter further.
She thought the private conversation would end once they left the bedroom, but he brought it up at the dining table.
“I have some free time this afternoon. Why don’t we take the opportunity to learn together and watch how others do it?”
Winifred silently cursed him. Leland had no shame, discussing such matters openly. Fortunately, the servants didn’t understand the context.
Leland watched her eat with her head down, her ears turning red, which amused him.
Winifred had little appetite and stopped eating after half a bowl of rice. Seeing her eat so little and considering her figure, Leland frowned in displeasure.
“Eat some more.”
“I can’t eat anymore.”
“You’ve barely eaten anything. Are you trying to starve yourself?” Leland picked up her bowl and served her a bowl of pigeon soup. The soup was milky white from being simmered with medicinal herbs, beneficial for health.
Winifred was picky and disliked anything with a medicinal taste.
Back at the Dawson family, she ate whatever she wanted. But here, Leland wouldn’t indulge her.
Seeing her hesitate over the soup, Leland said, “If you don’t drink it, I’ll discuss those technical issues with you right here.”
Afraid of his threat, Winifred quickly drank the soup. Drinking too fast, she burned herself. Her delicate body reacted strongly; even a slight touch would leave red marks that took ages to fade.
The soup wasn’t scalding since it had been on the table for a while and Leland had tested its temperature. But Winifred still burned her mouth, shivering from the pain, tears welling up in her eyes as she stuck out her tongue briefly before retracting it.
Leland had been watching her closely. Seeing her pink tongue darkened his gaze momentarily.
Unaware of his reaction, Winifred frowned at the soup as if facing an insurmountable problem.
Leland poured a glass of cold water and pushed it toward her. “Be careful and drink slowly.”
Without looking at the water or raising her head, Winifred asked, “Can I not drink it?”
Perhaps genuinely hurt by the burn, her voice was soft and whiny.
“If you don’t want to drink it, I’ll feed you.”
Winifred decided against it. She waited until the soup cooled down before drinking it all at once. The delicious pigeon soup tasted like medicine to her.
Seeing she finished the soup, Leland added some pigeon meat to her bowl. “Eat some meat for protein.”
“I already drank a whole bowl of soup.”
“A bowl of soup doesn’t provide much nutrition. If you don’t want to faint like last night, you should improve your diet.”
Winifred reluctantly ate the pigeon meat, feeling increasingly uncomfortable. The soup seemed to rise to her throat as she forced down more food, making her nauseous.
Leland didn’t know about her physical condition. The discomfort from overeating was worse than hunger pains; undigested food caused prolonged stomach pain.
Winifred’s face remained pale even after eating. She didn’t mention her condition, so Leland remained unaware.
After lunch, the servants cleared the table and took the dishes to the kitchen. Winifred lay on the sofa to digest while Leland sat nearby without moving.
“Aren’t you going to work?”
“Have you ever seen a boss go to work every day?”
Winifred had nothing to say. She wished Leland were busier so he wouldn’t have time for her.
Leland put down his laptop and picked up a tablet, motioning for Winifred to come over.
“What is it?”
“Let’s watch some videos.”
Seeing Winifred’s reluctance to move, Leland approached her and opened a folder.
At first, Winifred thought he wanted to watch some TV shows to pass the time. When he opened a chat folder instead of video apps on the screen, she was puzzled.
But then she saw a video labeled with English followed by “19J” and immediately understood what Leland intended to show her.
She tried to leave but was quickly restrained by Leland’s strong grip around her waist, nearly making her vomit from the pressure.
“Now that you’re full and rested, it’s time for some serious learning.”
Winifred felt his deep malice; Leland held grudges too well.
“I don’t want to watch.”
“That’s not an option. Since you brought up my lack of skill, you should learn with me. It wouldn’t be fair if only I improved while you stayed ignorant.”
Winifred forced herself to suppress nausea and glared at him. “If you want to watch, do it alone! Not in the living room with all these servants around! Have some decency!”
“I’ll keep the volume low; they won’t hear us. Even if they do, they won’t talk about it. It’s normal for couples to watch couple videos together.” Leland was determined to make Winifred watch and learn with him.
Leland had always been eager to learn new things; this area was no exception. Before bringing Winifred back, everyone thought he was celibate or uninterested in sex because he never touched any women sent his way during business deals.
The video started immediately with a couple on a beach getting intimate and undressing each other.
Western actors were well-chosen for these roles; both had great physiques that created strong visual appeal when paired together.
Winifred closed her eyes but could still hear everything clearly due to understanding English. The sounds amplified in her ears were unbearable.
Leland watched intently as if handling important documents; his serious expression could fool anyone unfamiliar with him.
Despite often exhausting Winifred physically during their encounters, he was also relatively inexperienced himself. Watching such videos for the first time made him realize there were many preliminary steps involved before getting into action-like warming up before intense exercise sessions followed by cool-down stretches afterward-to complete an entire process properly.
Leland concluded: “And you said my skills were lacking? When I touch you it’s like touching a dead fish.”