Clara, though nervous and apprehensive, mustered her courage and slowly walked towards Ethan.
“Luckily, there are no ants on the ground. Otherwise, with the way you’re walking, who knows how many you’d have crushed,” Ethan said coldly.
Clara’s face turned even redder.
Even though she walked slowly, the room was small, and she reached Ethan in just a few steps.
She stood nervously, about a meter away from Ethan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
Ethan looked at Clara without speaking, just silently watching her.
Clara felt uneasy under his gaze, not knowing what to do. She swallowed nervously and cautiously spoke, “Brother-in-law…”
Ethan suddenly reached out, grabbed her hand, pulled hard, and with a swift motion, Clara screamed as the world spun around her. She fell heavily onto the bed, with Ethan hovering above her, staring intently into her eyes.
Clara felt even more anxious and uneasy under Ethan’s intense gaze.
What did her brother-in-law intend to do?
“You…” Her voice trembled due to her nervousness.
Ethan said nothing, just looking at her with her chubby, rosy face, like a ripe peach, waiting to be picked… He wondered if it was as sweet and juicy as a peach.
Clara felt Ethan’s gaze on her seemed a bit off, as if… he wanted to eat her.
Clara, though inexperienced in sex, was not foolish and understood Ethan’s intention, which scared her stiff. Her heart seemed to hang high in the air. Her hands clutched the sheets beneath her tightly. Because of the force, the veins on her hands were slightly visible.
Ethan could sense the stiffness and tension of the person beneath him. However, he didn’t mind; while she was nervous, he wasn’t. Following his heart, he lowered his head and gently bit her cheek.
Hmm… the taste was about what he imagined, fragrant and tender.
Clara’s cheek, though not hurt, felt a tingling sensation.
She was shocked and opened her eyes wide, staring at Ethan in surprise.
She is his sister-in-law, and he actually did it!
Clara tasted good, and Ethan wanted to taste her again. He lowered his head once more, intending to kiss Clara’s lips. Seeing his handsome face approach, Clara’s face changed in fear, and she pushed against his chest with both hands.
Ethan halted his advance, frowning at Clara with a look of dissatisfaction.
Clara, feeling nervous, scared, and embarrassed under a man who was almost her brother-in-law, swallowed hard before cautiously saying, “Brother-in-law… we, we can’t do this like this.”
“You have this kind of fetish.” Ethan said lightly.
Clara paused, looking at Ethan with confusion, not understanding what he meant.
What kind of fetish?
“Calling me brother-in-law… does it give you a forbidden thrill?” Ethan asked, a hint of mockery in his beautiful almond-shaped eyes.
Clara was speechless, her face turning red, and she glared at Ethan with dissatisfaction.
“I don’t!” Clara refuted angrily.
“Good, I don’t have that kind of fetish either, so don’t call me brother-in-law.” Ethan said.
What should she call him then?
Call him Ethan?
She had always regarded Ethan as an elder, and directly calling an elder’s name seemed a bit impolite.
“I am your husband.” Ethan said.
Clara stared at Ethan in surprise.
“No matter what the reason was for me marrying you today, the fact is, I have married you. From today onward, you are my wife. Understand?” Ethan looked at Clara seriously.
She understood the words, but… what about her sister?
Ethan could tell what she was thinking by the look on her face.
“Don’t understand? I’ll make you understand.” Ethan pressed his body down harder, and Clara’s soft hands were unable to resist…
…
Iris and a few others walked out of the hotel. Sophia, who was carrying William, comforted Iris. “Iris, don’t think too much. We still have time, and we can slowly plan for the future.”
Iris nodded sadly.
“Mom, Dad, I want to be alone for a while. You two go back first; I won’t return tonight,” Iris said to William and Sophia.
“Where are you going to be alone?” Sophia asked, worried.
“Mom, don’t worry. Nothing will happen to me. I’m an adult and won’t do anything foolish,” Iris said.
Sophia hesitated for a moment but finally nodded, “Alright. Iris, don’t overthink things.”
Iris managed a smile and nodded.
As the Everett family left, Iris watched them go, then turned and went back into the hotel. She approached the front desk and said to the customer service, “I am the bride’s relative. Give me the key card for the room next to the bridal suite.”
Today, the hotel had been booked by the Logan family, and some guests who came from out of town or were drunk had rooms here.