Chapter 371: The Act Could Become A Reality After All

Mrs. Taylor’s sudden remark frightened James. He turned to look at Yvonne, who was sitting beside him.

Obviously, she was frightened by Mrs. Taylor’s outburst as well.

James was a little embarrassed.

Even though he was an adult, his mother was still scolding him like a child in front of his wife.

He felt so ashamed.

"Mom, that’s not what I meant."

James gave Mrs. Taylor a meaningful look.

Mrs. Taylor ignored him and even glared at him.

James looked helpless.

She turned to look at Yvonne and her gaze turned gentle. "Yvonne, don’t listen to James. I’m very open-minded. Don’t worry. As long as you are willing to come back and live here, I promise that I won’t interfere in your lives."

Mrs. Taylor patted her chest and gave her promise.

Yvonne replied awkwardly, "I know."

She nodded.

"Then what do you think?"

Mrs. Taylor asked again.

Yvonne wanted to reject her offer but couldn’t bring herself to do so when she saw the hope in her eyes.

It was indeed lonely for Mrs. Taylor to live alone in such a spacious villa.

Moreover, she only had one son and she didn’t have a good marriage with James’s father.

They should’ve moved back.

What’s more, James had done so many things for her. But, what about her? She did nothing for him.

If she could perform her filial duties for him, it would be an opportunity for her to repay him.

With that in mind, she nodded and said, "I’m willing to move back."

Mrs. Taylor was overjoyed when she heard Yvonne.

"Look, Yvonne agreed!"

Mrs. Taylor said cheerily.

James was taken aback. He did not expect Yvonne to agree. After all, their relationship was still very awkward now.

Seeing that James was still hesitating, Mrs. Taylor reproached, "Yvonne has already agreed to it. What are you waiting for?"

James recovered from his daze and replied, "Okay. I’ll follow Yvonne."

Mrs. Taylor began to make plans for the future happily while Yvonne listened by the side with great interest.

James, however, was silent.

On the way home.

He looked at Yvonne, who was sitting in the passenger seat. After a moment of hesitation, he asked, "Yvonne, are you really willing to move in?"

Yvonne looked at him and nodded.

James still couldn’t believe it.

"If you don’t want to, don’t force yourself. I’ll tell mom."

Yvonne replied, "I didn’t force myself. I’m really willing to move in."

James stopped asking after he heard her.

He still felt a little crummy.

After all, he knew his mother well.

The reason why his mother asked them to move back was to make sure that they would quickly give birth soon.

But with his relationship with Yvonne now, they weren’t even having a normal sex life, not to mention having a child.

His mother would be enraged if she would find out.

However, Yvonne was clueless.

How was he going to tell her?

James was in a dilemma.

However, on second thought, moving back together could also improve his relationship with Yvonne.

After all, if they wanted to hide their relationship from Mrs. Taylor, they would have to play the role of a loving couple in front of her.

As time passed, maybe the act could become a reality after all.

He immediately changed his mind and no longer tried to persuade Yvonne. Instead, he said, "Well, let’s move back to stay with my mom. If you’re not used to it, we’ll move out."

Yvonne nodded.

...

It was the weekend. James and Yvonne packed up early in the morning and moved into the Taylors mansion.

Mrs. Taylor was already waiting for them when they arrived. As soon as they arrived, she ordered the servants to move their luggage to the room on the second floor.

"Yvonne. Look, this is the dressing room I’ve prepared for you. Is it big enough? If not, we’ll have to make adjustments again."

As soon as Yvonne entered the room, she was dragged to the dressing room on the second floor by Mrs. Taylor.

Yvonne was dumbfounded when she saw the luxurious dressing room, spanning across an area of more than 100 square meters.

It was more than enough. It was so huge that the room could be used for an exhibition.

"It’s enough," she hurriedly said.

Mrs. Taylor was relieved after she heard Yvonne. She then added, "This is a gold card from the mall under the Taylor Corporation. This card has no limit. Take it and buy whatever you want."

With that, she placed the card in Yvonne’s hand.

Yvonne was flattered by her gesture and hurriedly said, "Mom, I don’t need it."

"No, you’ll need it. You’ll need it as the daughter-in-law of the Taylor family."

Mrs. Taylor looked like she wouldn’t take a no for an answer.

Yvonne had no choice but to accept it.

After Mrs. Taylor left, Yvonne looked at James uneasily and said, "I don’t deserve this card. Please help me return it to mother."

With that, she handed over the shopping card to James.

James didn’t reach out to take it. Instead, he shrugged and said, "I can’t help you with that. My mother never took back what she gave away."

"What?" Yvonne was in a dilemma. How could she accept it?"

James saw through her mind and stepped forward. He looked at her and said meaningfully, "If you feel embarrassed, why don’t you fulfil my mother’s wish?"

Yvonne was flustered. "What wish?"

She asked.

James reached out and placed his hand on his chin. There was a flash of mischievousness in his eyes. Then he said, "You may need to take your time to observe it."

"Observe?"

Yvonne furrowed her eyebrows when she heard him.

James stared at her expression and nodded seriously. When she wasn’t paying attention, he quietly turned around and covered his laughter.

From that day onwards, Yvonne and James officially moved in.

During the day, Mrs. Taylor kept her promise and didn’t allow anyone to disturb them.

The two of them stayed on the second floor, feeling quite comfortable.

Occasionally, Yvonne would go downstairs to chat with Mrs. Taylor.

But in the evening, the two of them began to feel uneasy.

After all, there was only one bedroom and one bed on the second floor.

During the day, they could work separately to kill time. But at night, they could only stay in the room.

It was difficult for the two of them to avoid each other in the limited space.

Especially during shower.

The bathrooms were separated back in Yvonne’s place. So it wasn’t awkward.

But it was completely different here.

Especially now, James was sitting on the sofa in the room. He was reading a book.

However, he was completely distracted by the sound of splashing water in the bathroom.

Even though he tried to control himself, he couldn’t help but be mesmerized by it.

What was more, the bathroom door was made of glass.

...

Although he couldn’t see through the glass door clearly, he could still vaguely see inside.

He raised his head inadvertently and could vaguely see Yvonne’s voluptuous figure through the glass door. The scene of her naked body flashed through his mind as he recalled the events that day.

James was no longer in the mood to read. He couldn’t help but imagine her bathing and let his imagination run wild.

It was as if the door did not exist at all, and he was just watching right in front of her.

Every movement of hers was clearly exposed to him.

For some reason, he felt inexplicably hot and thirsty. He couldn’t sit still anymore. He stood up abruptly, put down the book, and patted his cheeks hard to wake himself up.

"No, I need to stop thinking about it. It’s too obscene."

James quickly got rid of the obscene thoughts in his mind. Then he sat down, picked up the book, and began to read again.

He couldn’t concentrate on the book at all. The words on the book seemed to have transformed into countless figures of Yvonne. They were enchanting, charming, and pure... All of the figures were swaying in front of him.

James felt dizzy as if he were possessed. There was a fire burning in his chest and he was about to lose control.

Suddenly, he couldn’t stand it anymore. He stood up from the sofa, threw away the book, and walked toward the door.

Yvonne pushed the door as he passed through the bathroom.

"Are you going out?"

Yvonne’s voice could be heard.

James froze in his tracks. He felt his mouth and tongue go dry, but he didn’t dare to turn behind to look at Yvonne.

"Yes... I’m going out."

After a long while, he cleared his throat and replied.

"Oh."

Yvonne nodded and remained silent. She walked out of the bathroom.

James heaved a sigh of relief since Yvonne didn’t continue to probe. He could not help but turn around to steal a glance at her.

It was obvious that it was a deadly wrong move.

He saw Yvonne walking out of the bathroom.

She was wearing a short pink flowery bathrobe and the belt was loosely tied around her waist. Her long and slender legs looked particularly eye-catching from behind.

The length of her bathrobe barely covered her butt. He could almost see everything underneath if she raised her arms slightly.

He couldn’t help but let his imagination run wild.

She held the hairdryer and flipped her hair. Her long hair was sticking on her cheeks and droplets of water slowly dripped down her neck. It was as though she was trying to seduce him.

James took a big gulp.

The hot wind from the hairdryer seemed to rattle him and made him feel aroused.

Yvonne seemed to have sensed his intent stare and turned to look at him. She was puzzled when she saw him standing there in a daze. She stopped drying her hair and asked, "What’s wrong? Aren’t you leaving the room? Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

As she spoke, she touched her face in confusion.

Yvonne’s every move seemed to have bewitched James. He thought she was extremely enchanting.

He felt a surge of warmth from within.

James felt something in his nose as if something was flowing out of it. He subconsciously reached out to wipe it, only to be surprised to find that he had a nosebleed.

Afraid of being discovered by Yvonne, he quickly reached out to cover his mouth. However, he was a step too late and Yvonne had spotted it. She stared at the blood seeping out of his fingers and exclaimed.

"You have a nosebleed?"

James was a little embarrassed as he was discovered. He wanted to leave the room, but she stopped him.

"Don’t move. Nosebleed isn’t a small matter."

She took a gauze from the first aid kit to stop his nosebleed.