Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife

Chapter 834 - 833: Supporting My Granddaughter-in-law (19)

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Chapter 834: Chapter 833: Supporting My Granddaughter-in-law (19)

Bella Acker took the keys and went upstairs; Damian Sinclair was still over by the balcony.

Right now he was sitting on a stool by the balcony window, his long legs crossed, one hand propping up his jaw with his eyes closed, looking rather leisurely and relaxed.

Bella Acker crept over quietly and realized his breathing was very even, as if he’d fallen asleep.

Only with this quiet, close-up scrutiny did she notice that Damian Sinclair’s brows and eyes had actually grown much more mature than five years ago, and, as always, he was good-looking.

She had no idea how he took care of his skin—at such close range there wasn’t a single flaw to be seen, you couldn’t even see his pores.

Never mind his powerful family background and his own outstanding ability—just on looks alone, there were plenty of women lining up to throw themselves at him.

Did she really still want to be with him?

As Bella Acker was thinking, she couldn’t help reaching out a finger to brush aside a lock of hair that had fallen over his forehead.

Damian Sinclair suddenly opened his eyes, sharp and cold at first, but once he saw it was her, the look in them softened in an instant.

He reached out and wrapped his arms around Bella Acker’s waist, sounding uncharacteristically lazy as he said, "I’m exhausted, don’t want to move."

Recently, on top of the Moridia branch’s affairs, he’d had a pile of other things to handle—every day it was either meetings or poring over documents and dealing with work. Altogether, he probably wasn’t sleeping more than five hours a day.

Now that he was in a familiar environment, with someone he liked right by his side, both his body and mind couldn’t help loosening up.

Seeing the fatigue between his brows, Bella Acker instinctively softened her voice as well. "Your clothes are soaked. If you sleep like this you’ll catch a cold. Take a shower and go sleep in your room."

"Don’t want to move. Let me hold you for a bit." Damian Sinclair buried his face against her flat little belly, his voice low, almost like he was acting spoiled.

Damian Sinclair, acting spoiled?

Bella Acker lightly tapped his forehead, feeling she was really letting her thoughts run wild.

"President Sinclair, you’re a grown man, don’t act like a kid throwing a tantrum. Even Talia doesn’t pull this kind of stunt anymore." Bella Acker pried his arms off her waist and said, "Which room is yours? I’ll go get you some clothes. Go take a shower or you really will catch a cold in a bit."

"Even if I catch a cold, it’s fine."

Bella Acker shot him a glare. "Talia’s immune system isn’t great. If you catch a cold you might pass it to her, and then I won’t let her come see you."

At that, Damian Sinclair finally opened his eyes. "Bella, you’re using Talia’s health to threaten me."

"I’m telling the truth, believe it or not. Hurry up and tell me which room is yours?" Seeing him like this, Bella Acker couldn’t hide the smile in her eyes.

"First room to the left of Talia’s." Damian Sinclair sighed.

Bella Acker glanced back and said, "Go take a shower, don’t just sit here and doze off again." With that, she finally took the keys and went to open the bedroom door.

Damian Sinclair watched her petite back with a smile in his eyes as well. He sat there for a while longer before getting up, unbuttoning his shirt as he walked into the bathroom.

In his room, Bella Acker found a set of loungewear still in its dust cover, then gently knocked on the bathroom door. "President Sinclair, come take your clothes."

"The door’s not locked, and I’m covered in foam. Just bring them in," Damian Sinclair’s voice came from inside.

Bella Acker exhaled helplessly and had no choice but to push the door open and step in, doing her best to keep things decent and avert her eyes. She set the clothes down on a clean counter in the bathroom and said, "President Sinclair, your clothes..."

"Is there any part of me you haven’t already seen? Why are you closing your eyes like that?"

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