I didn't mean to look down on Ariel. Everyone has their own way of life. Living an ordinary life is the fate of most people. I was just lucky. My family left me a bit of wealth, giving me a slightly better financial situation than others. But I was curious about Ariel's life, her job, her favorite food, and her clothing style. "This is so yummy!" Sofia wasn't a fan at first, but after a while, she started to enjoy it. After finishing a plate of sushi, she ordered yakitori. Sofia told me if she got pregnant soon after getting married, she would choose to be a stay at home mom. As for her dream of music, she might have to give it up. "If you had your family invest some money in you, you could be a big name singer now," I joked. "That would be boring If I knew I was going to win, I wouldn't want to play the game," Sofia pouted. That made me feel a bit awkward. I felt like she was talking about me. I knew Damon would end up with Ariel in the end, but I was still struggling. I was such a fool. After the meal, we did some shopping and finally went home with bags full of goodies. I had James pick me up. The Panamera was in the shop, so he drove a black Lincoln. I shoved my shopping bags into the back seat, then hopped in the front passenger seat, "go home!"
Cherry was very considerate. When I got home, she had already got ten prescriptions from her relatives and neatly placed them on the table. "Ma'am, just boil these herbs into a soup and drink it twice a day," Cherry said. "Thank you, cherry. How much do I owe you?" I reached for my wallet. "No need, ma'am. I broke your skincare products last time and didn't compensate you. Consider this my payback,"Cherry waved it off.. I didn't insist, just thanked her again. Somehow, Lisa managed to get Damon to come back that night. The moment he walked in the door, he dropped his coat, exuding a chill. I quietly ate my dinner, pretending not to see him. After Damon went upstairs, Cherry brought the herbal soup and asked, "Ma'am, should I take it up, or…" I elegantly wiped the corner of my mouth, "I'll do it." I carried the soup upstairs to the guest room. Damon must be taking a shower. The sound of water splashing came from the bathroom. His phone on the table lit up. I took a ponytail shining under the sun. I recognized Ariel's back instantly. It was a stock market push notification. His lock screen was a girl's back view. She was wearing a sky- blue cotton dress. After the screen went off, I pressed it again to keep looking at the picture. Not until the sound of water stopped and the door opened did I hastily avert my eyes. "Why are you here?" Seeing me, Damon asked indifferently. His hair was wet, a few strands hanging between his brows, making him look very refreshing, as if he was several years younger. His black short-sleeve pajamas and pants made the lines of his shoulders and chest very clear. I was a bit jealous of Ariel. "Drink this." I gently pushed the bowl of herbal soup on the table. "No." Damon replied in resignation. "Then why are you back?" I was a bit puzzled, "Didn't your parents tell you to come back and take the medicine?" Seeing the annoyed look on Damon's face, I knew I had guessed right. He picked up the bowl of soup and drank it all in one go. After finishing, Damon handed me the empty bowl, "You can leave now." I took the bowl and left without hesitation. When I went downstairs and put the bowl in the kitchen, cherry was waiting there. She had a strange expression. She asked with a smile, "Ma'am, did Mr. Coleman take the medicine?"
"Yes" I nodded. "That's good. You should also go take a bath and rest. It's late." Cherry kindly reminded me. Was it late at half past eight? But I didn't have anything else to do, so it was good to rest early. So, I went upstairs to take a shower. After taking a shower, I was lying in bed scrolling through my phone when I saw a post updated by Joshua in the afternoon. The picture was a sweaty photo of him. His blue jersey was slightly lifted, revealing his solid six pack abs. From the background of the photo, it looked like it was taken while he was playing basketball. In the background, you could vaguely see Ariel. Young people are always so energetic and full of vitality. I didn't hesitate to give his a six pack. In the lonely night, it was normal to feel a bit excited while seeing Joshua's selfie alone in an empty room. Just as I was about to satisfy my sex demand, my bedroom door opened and I was startled "What are you doing? Damon stood at the door, his voice a bit strange. I was holding a toy in my hand. I didn't have time to hide it under the blanket. I sat on the bed, staring at him blankly. The air seemed to freeze. I didn't expect Damon to come looking for me at this time. This was really unusual. I could only pray that he didn't know what I was holding in my hand "What is that?" Damon walked straight to my bed, trying to take the item from my hand. I quickly hid it under the blanket, my face stiff, "What are you doing here? Don't you know you should knock?"
Damon stood beside the bed. I could feel the warmth from his body. His eyes were a bit red and his gaze was strange.
"What is it exactly?" Damon insisted. He bent over and reached into the blanket, trying to snatch it again.
I had never been this close to him before. This situation made me feel like he really wanted to take my thing.
"This is my personal stuff, none of your business! Damon, get back to your room and sleep!" I shouted angrily.
Damon rudely pulled off my blanket. Me and my pink pajama bottoms, which had slipped down to my knees, were all exposed to him.
Damon looked at me. A few seconds later, his gaze became more ardent.
I thought he would mock me and then walk away, as this was his favorite and best thing to do. But things didn't go as I expected.
Damon grabbed my hand that was trying to pull up my pajama bottoms, then he leaned over and kissed my lips fiercely. I immediately felt breathless.
I pushed Damon away, "Are you sick? Why are you so hot!"
He's seriously on fire, so hot that it feels like you're gonna get burned. I wonder if he's lost his marbles due to high fever, that's why he's acting so out of control.
Damon's voice is kind of hoarse. He said, "Well, don't you know what kind of medicine you served me?"