CHAPTER 16: WHO ARE YOU?

She was pretty nervous as she ate her plain porridge with some veggies on the side while he was seated across from her, reading a newspaper, maintaining a cold expression.

Honestly, she didn’t know what was going on. When she woke up, she was by herself on that huge bed and no traces of what happened all night could be seen.

It was evident that the sheets had been changed and as for who, that wasn’t any of her concern.

She just wanted to know where he was and whether that was it or there was more to them than just a one-night stand.

What was truly shocking for her when she climbed down the bed was how her body wasn’t as aching as she expected it to be.

It was only after checking herself she realized that she had been medicated, and even that place wasn’t spared as well.

Seeing how the aftercare was done meticulously and obviously with a high-grade medicine, otherwise with the intensity they did it throughout the night, it wouldn’t be surprising if she woke up with a fever and her body feeling as if it had been driven over by a truck.

Knowing that she was fine, Braelyn washed herself and wore Ronan’s shirt since she couldn’t see any female clothes in the house. Since she couldn’t walk around naked, she opted for that shirt. Besides, it was very big, making it look like a mini-dress rather than a shirt.

She went downstairs barefooted only to meet with Ronan, who seemed to be on a call. The moment he saw her, the man didn’t look very pleased at all. And he scolded her for two minutes about what she was wearing and all that.

That fit scared her since she wasn’t expecting him to treat her like that as soon as they saw each other.

It was only when breakfast was served, did she started getting enlightened and finally knew the reason why he was so angry.

But as an outspoken person, why didn’t he just tell her straight instead of going around in circles?

Looking at herself now wearing a robe which hides the shirt she was wearing when she woke up earlier, a smile blossomed on her face.

It was unfortunate that the man seemed to be more interested in his newspaper than her.

“Eat quickly, we need to talk!” before she could even finish her sarcastic thoughts, the man spoke.

“Oh! Okay!” she found herself obeying the order without giving much of it a thought.

After ten more minutes, Braelyn finally cleaned the plates and left nothing.

Seeing that she was done eating, he led her to his study, which was on the same floor as the master bedroom, the room she now knew by heart.

She didn’t sit on the chair but found herself straddling the man’s lap in the same position, which led to a passionate night she would never forget.

Recalling all the shameful things she did throughout the night, she blushed but didn’t shy away as she was like before their bodies became one.

It was already too late for her to act all innocent.

“How are you feeling?” he asked her in a worried tone, his eyes softening as his hand caressed her back soothingly.

Hearing the familiar tone, the one that wasn’t filled with aggression, but worry and concern, she was even certain that the man when he scolded her was simply too angry just because she was parading while wearing only a shirt with nothing else.

“I am feeling okay, the medicine is superb!” she couldn’t help but say in praise.

She didn’t know what medicine he applied to her, but it was effective and if they used it continuously; she didn’t even need to worry about not enjoying herself simply because of appointments.

“It’s good that you are feeling okay!” he said, smiling, as a sigh of relief escaped from him.

Braelyn raised her hands, which were on her side, and she wrapped them around him, leaning close to him before placing her head against his chest.

“Stop being naughty!” he chided dotingly, seeing how she was acting.

“Hubby!” suddenly Braelyn called Ronan in a manner he wasn’t expecting her to.

“You … what did you call me?” he asked, baffled by her words.

He thought that she would only call him like that when they were intimate, but who knew she would be so bold to call him like that on her own without being coerced?

Braelyn raised her small face and smiled shyly at him, “didn’t you say you like it when I call you like that?” she asked slyly, loving how he was taken aback by her calling.

“You!” he tapped her nose helplessly, seeing how she had grown guts to tease him like that.

“Hehe, don’t worry. I will call you like this on our own. In public I will call you like an elder!” she said as she stuck her tongue at him.

“Who is your elder?”

“You!”

“How dare_”

“Daddy!” and she attacked once again.

……

Two hours later

Braelyn was sitting on the carpeted floor, surrounded by cushions, making her look like a toddler who was learning how to sit.

Across from her, Ronan sat on the couch as he looked languidly at the little girl who knew only to cause trouble as long as she was near him.

He was supposed to discuss something very serious with her and yet because of her provocations, he couldn’t conquer, the discussion was delayed and now two hours later; he had to force her to sit there while they maintained distance.

“Hubby~!” she called pitifully once again as she stretched her arms, her eyes a bit red, as if she was about to cry.

Ronan massaged his throbbing temples before saying to her, “If you continue making a scene, I will halve the benefits I was going to give you!” knowing her love of benefits and money, he could only resort to that.

Surely when she heard that, Braelyn’s countenance changed as she looked accusingly and aggrievedly at him.