Chapter 5

My body clock was very stable. No matter what time I went to bed the night before, I would always wake up on time the next morning.

I moved Ethan's arm from my waist, got up to wash, and made breakfast.

I was just putting the hot soy milk on the table when I heard Ethan's voice from the bedroom.

"Okay, okay... I got it, I'll be back at noon."

"Alright, I'll bring her."

"Fine, fine, please don't interfere."

"Mom, I'm serious..."

I peeked into the room, craning my neck.

I saw Ethan hang up the phone, toss it aside, and rub his hair in frustration.

He looked up and met my curious eyes, beckoning to me like he was calling a puppy. "Come here."

I obediently shuffled over.

He suddenly hugged me, turned me sideways, and pressed me onto the bed, showering me with kisses and pinches.

I panicked and tried to dodge, stammering, "You... haven't... brushed your teeth!"

"You're disgusted by me!"

I grumbled unhappily.

He didn't care and bit me again, "Alright, I'll listen to my wife. I'll go wash up."

I stared at Ethan's back as he hummed while brushing his teeth and washing his face, lost in thought.

Setting aside others' judgments and simply examining our relationship, he seemed to truly love me.

After washing up, Ethan looked refreshed. A few drops of water still clung to his jaw, flowing down his neck, over his prominent Adam's apple, leaving a faint water trail...

"Are you mesmerized by your husband's good looks?"

I turned away shyly and poured him a glass of soy milk.

"Freshly made this morning, no sugar added."

"Even without sugar, anything my wife makes is super sweet."

Such a smooth talker.

We sat down to eat breakfast, and Ethan suddenly said, "Come home with me at noon today."

"Huh?"

I was a bit reluctant.

Ethan laughed, "What are you afraid of? The ugly bride has to meet the in-laws eventually."

"I know, it's just..."

I was just a bit afraid of Ethan's mother.

Ethan held my hand, reassuring me, "Don't be scared. I'm the one marrying you, not my mom. We won't be living together anyway, we'll just have dinner together on holidays. As long as we can maintain a cordial relationship, don't feel too pressured."

I forced a smile but sighed inwardly.

He had no idea of my worries.