Chapter 57: Do You Have To Go Out Again?

For a long time, Kylie was confused. Then, she angrily stood up on the sofa, picked up the pillow, and, with all her strength, flung it at the man, who was standing by the wardrobe door.

Pow! The pillow rebounded off the wardrobe door.

"Ah!" Kylie was directly attacked by the weapon she had just thrown.

The sofa was too soft. She suddenly lost her balance and fell off the sofa.

"You bastard!" cursed Kylie. She sat on the ground and grimaced in pain.

Ethan did not immediately go over to her.

He put on his trousers and shirt, buttoning himself up, then slowly walked towards her.

Standing beside the sofa, the tall and strong man looked down at her.

"Accidental injury?"

Kylie really wanted to rub out his expressionless, handsome face, but finally, she gave up. Raising her head, she saw that Ethan had already gotten neatly dressed.

She couldn't help but ask with confusion: "Do you have to go out again?"

Ethan glanced at her faintly. "You want to eat one another in the room?" He deliberately said this with a sexy and soft voice, making Kylie instantly blush. He really deserved to get his teeth kicked in.

What emerged in Kylie's mind was the image of them, 'eating' each other out at the swimming pool...

"The seafood here is good." Ethan smiled lightly, then pulled her from the ground.

She rolled her eyes slyly for a second, then jumped back towards the changing room. "I'm in!"

***

At the door to the Seafood Restaurant, Khloe was unhappily pulling at Aiden's arm.

"Aiden...We can't get a table if you don't hurry to get in."

"Just a few minutes..." Aiden looked at his arm and turned to look in the direction of the elevator.

"But I'm starving..." Khloe continued to grumble.

Aiden held her in his arms, coaxing and whispering: "I left my room card in the room. The waiter is on the way to return it to us. Soon we can..."

The elevator door opened before he could finish his sentence.

But inside was not the waiter, but two other familiar figures.

Ethan looked with soft eyes at the woman complaining beside him.

"It's all your fault!" Kylie grasped his arm, slowing him down, and limped across the lobby.

"I'll pay attention next time." Ethan's casual and slow voice could fluster anyone.

Khloe was standing not far from them; the jealousy in her eyes was hard to conceal. She hummed and put on her sunglasses, pretending not to see them.

Aiden noticed that Kylie was walking strangely. He immediately thought of something evil. He had thought that he'd successfully interrupted them, but they had still evidently had an intimate moment!

He reckoned that they must be extremely fierce and excited in the bed since Kylie could not walk normally now.

Irritated, he still had to pretend to be happy, with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Ethan, what a coincidence!" He strode over to meet them, then looked with surprise at Kylie. "What's the matter?"

Kylie took a glance at the man beside her, then said shyly: "He is to blame!"

Ethan lowered his eyes and looked at her but did not say anything.

Now Aiden was even more embarrassed. He pointed to the restaurant: "The seafood here is pretty good, but you're a little late. I'm afraid that there are no more tables."

Just then, the waiter came over and asked: "Customer No. 13, would you like to dine here?"

"Sure!" Khloe raised her voice to answer without even turning her head.

Aiden smirked and talked to Ethan: "Uncle Ethan, I've been queuing up for more than an hour and got the seat just now. How about having Dinner together? My treat today!"

Kylie looked up at Ethan and took a pinch of his arm.

In fact, Kylie did not want to dine with them. However, Ethan had misunderstood her. After being pinched, he walked into the restaurant...

Ethan agreed, so Aiden called the waiter over. "Please serve us your specialty." Then he closely followed Ethan and said, "Uncle, it's difficult to book a private room here. Sorry to let you dine in the dining hall."

Although he was talking to Ethan, his eyes stared at the couple's holding hands.

Khloe deliberately paused at the entrance to the restaurant. But Aiden did not even look at her; he left her behind and followed Ethan and Kylie with a dancing joy. She stamped her foot, then trotted to catch up with them.

"Aiden, wait for me," she jealously said in a finicky, sweet voice.

Aiden turned around, glancing at her, then frowned and said: "You just said that you' re hungry, and now you're slow."

Khloe pulled and held Aiden's hand, putting on an aggrieved look. He said that he'd left the room card in the room, but that had been nothing but an excuse to wait for Kylie.

Ethan's pace was steady as he walked with his long legs. He looked down at his girl, who pouted in displeasure. "What would you like to eat?" he asked.

"I lost my appetite!" Kylie didn't hide her unhappiness.

Ethan glanced back and said nothing. He strode forwards.

"Uncle, this way." Aiden stopped and pulled a chair out for Ethan.

Ethan, however, remained standing. His eyes were pale and cold and held no expression.

Aiden shows an ugly smile that made him look like he was about to cry.

This was a five-star hotel, and its restaurant was famous for its unique seafood. It had square wooden tables, big plates, and long benches. Much fake fish was hanging from the roof. The scene looked like a celebration for harvest.

Ethan was in a suit, and even though he was not wearing a tie, he looked extremely powerful.

His tall figure stood in the restaurant, and it seemed like he hadn't come here to have dinner, but to buy the restaurant.

As he entered, several tables of guests stopped their forks and looked at the nobleman in awe.