Chapter 140
Throughout the entire process, Calliope remained silent, showing no reaction even when faced with the two openly flirting.
This made Sylvester even angrier. He brought a woman home just to see how she would react, but the result was beyond his belief.
Jenny finished making coffee and placed it on the table, not caring if anyone wanted to drink it, and directly helped Calliope upstairs. The specially arranged guest room was right across from Sylvester's master bedroom.
Calliope entered the room without a word, not commenting on such an obviously malicious arrangement.
"Mrs. Moore, if that's the case, why not tell Mr. Moore?" Jenny looked at her worriedly.
"It's fine. If I can't endure such a small matter, there's no need to mention anything else in the future." Calliope sighed, admitting her fault.
In the following days, no matter how noisy it got outside, Calliope showed no signs of being affected.
Finally, one time, a familiar call came from the room opposite: "Calliope, come here!"
Hearing the call, Jenny immediately got up to check the situation, but Calliope stopped her, "It's okay, he called me himself."
Calliope took a deep breath and walked to the next room. As expected, what she anticipated was happening.
"What do you need?" Despite the sound of running water from the bathroom, she tried to remain calm and asked.
Sylvester's mouth curled into a wicked smile, "Could you bring a nightgown for my darling to wear?"
Sylvester emphasized the last two words, trying to provoke her emotionally, "Preferably something a bit more seductive!"
Hearing this, Calliope felt a pang in her heart: Does he really not care about her feelings at all?
However, she still pretended to be calm and left after responding.
Instead, it was Sylvester's turn to get angry. She could actually complete his request so calmly.
"Do you have any place for me in your heart?"
In the end, Calliope just asked Jenny to find a relatively plain piece of clothing that hadn't been worn much and sent it over.
In the bedroom, moonlight shone like water on the model's body. As soon as she entered, she saw a nightgown on the bed and immediately understood Sylvester's intention. Without hesitation, she put it on and then approached him.
"Mr. Moore, is that woman really your wife?" The model asked while gently stroking his chest, probing.
Suddenly, Sylvester flipped her over and pinned her down, making her let out a soft moan. She raised her hand to let him remove the strap, feeling secretly delighted.
So what if he has a wife? He's still so infatuated with me. He can hold me openly in front of his wife, so it seems my position in the Moore family is quite secure.
Just wait, the position of Sylvester's wife will be mine sooner or later!
As she was indulging in her thoughts, Sylvester's hand suddenly stopped. She smiled seductively, shrugged her shoulder strap, and leaned closer to him again.
"Get out!" Suddenly, Sylvester pushed her to the ground. Her coquettish voice sounded pitiful, but he didn't even look at her, as if he didn't care at all. He didn't like her; even if she died in front of him, so what?
One moment she was fantasizing about becoming his wife, the next she was ruthlessly abandoned.
"Mr. Moore, what's wrong? Weren't we fine just now?" The model said pitifully, glancing at the bruises on her body.
"Moan."
Sylvester said the word expressionlessly.
"What?"
"I told you to moan!" His eyes were filled with undeniable determination.
So that's it, just that kind of moaning, she thought to herself. Reluctantly, she complied.
Thus, the room was filled with tantalizing sounds.
In the next room, Calliope heard everything clearly and couldn't help but shiver. This woman was indeed a professional; even her voice was so seductive.
Jenny and Ava, standing nearby, blushed and felt extremely awkward. This woman dared to act so brazenly here; it was outrageous!
"Mrs. Moore, this can't go on. Should I call Butler to come and take a look?" Jenny couldn't bear it any longer and spoke up.
"Yes! Let Butler kick that seductive woman out!" Ava couldn't help but agree.
Since Sylvester returned, the women around him changed as frequently as seasonal clothes. Some women even arrogantly pointed fingers at them, making them feel stifled. Finally, Calliope was here; they had to teach these shameless women a lesson!
"Call Butler? Do you think Butler will speak up for me if he comes? What right do I have to control him now?" Calliope smiled faintly, knowing that doing so would only bring humiliation.
This was the Moore manor; whatever Sylvester did, he had his reasons, and the household could only go along with it, especially for such a trivial matter.
"But it's too much to keep making such noise," Ava sighed helplessly.
At this moment, Sylvester spoke again, "Calliope, come here!"
Outside the door, the woman's moaning could still be faintly heard, making Calliope tremble. Jenny and Ava also kept a close eye on the situation.
"What is it?" Calliope walked to the door expressionlessly.
"Go get me a condom!" Sylvester said without any pretense.
Calliope looked up at the scene before her. The muscular man, the expectant woman, and an indescribable feeling welled up inside her.
Why do I feel moved seeing him like this?
"I'm talking to you, what are you doing? Get a condom!" Sylvester said impatiently.
"You've already had sex, what do you need a condom for? Besides, Mr. Moore, when have you ever used a condom while playing with women?" Calliope retorted with unexpected boldness.
"Once isn't enough." Sylvester countered, "Do you think I would stop so easily? Be careful, you might not get to enjoy it in the future."
Calliope, gritting her teeth in anger, retorted, "Then you better be careful."
Was she jealous?
Sylvester's gaze became more playful as he hooked her chin and kissed her ear, "Do you think your husband is only capable of this?"
He finished speaking and lightly kissed her cheek, making her body tremble slightly, "Go get the condom."
How long had it been since they had such an interaction?
His kiss left her flustered, and she only came to her senses when he mentioned the condom, quickly returning to her room to ask Jenny for help.
"Mrs. Moore, we never keep condoms in the house." Jenny's face was very red, not daring to look outside.
Alright, let's see what he does then.
She returned to the bedroom door and shouted inside, "Couldn't find any, forget it."
In response, Sylvester coldly said, "Go buy some."
Although Calliope felt a bit uneasy, she had no choice but to obediently go out to buy them. The image of a pregnant woman buying condoms was indeed a bit incongruous and might even be laughed at.
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