Chapter 31 Deliberate
Judson Nash does not know that there is a woman who regards him as a trash can. However, she was just satisfying her cravings. How could she dare to treat him as a trash can in reality?
Grandma Nash saw that Kristina Lowe didn't come in and knew Judson's decision. she would unconditionally support her grandson.
After dinner, Grandma Nash was eager to leave and told Eula Lowe, "Eula, this old lady goes to bed early and wants to go back to accompany my old man.
You wash the dishes!" When she said this, she looked at Judson Nash as if she was speaking to him, urging him to seize the opportunity.
Eula Lowe responded, "Okay, Grandma, I'll wash the dishes. You hurry back!" Grandma Nash left with a few servants, leaving only Eula Lowe and him in the villa.
He sat in the living room answering phone calls, discussing work matters. Eula Lowe was washing the dishes in the kitchen and could hear his voice coming through intermittently. She couldn't understand any of it.
She drew back her thoughts.
Tonight, she was very careful and dared not wear gloves to wash the dishes again. Last time, they all shattered when the gloves broke.
The bowls with gold threads are too expensive for her to break. Eula Lowe has treated these bowls like ancestors, washing them carefully, slowly, and gently.
She is afraid that with a careless move, she will break them., Eula Lowe put the bowls back in the sterilization cabinet without breaking a single one, successfully completing the task.
After leaving the kitchen, she walked into the living room. Judson Nash had finished his phone call and was watching the news. Eula Lowe stood not far from him, applying hand cream. "Judson Nash, are Hugo and Mr. Gu okay after last night?" It's pitiful for them to fall into the sewer, and it's even worse if it's a sewage tank.
Judson Nash's gaze shifted from the screen to her. He looked her up and down. This girl is very beautiful with a great figure. In the eyes of those two guys, she is an ill-fated star.
He should keep his distance from her, or he will be unlucky too. Hmph! A dark color appeared in his eyes. Next time they dare to say something, he will beat them.
"They're fine, very good!" Eula Lowe didn't believe it, but since he didn't come to settle accounts with her, she didn't ask further.
"That's good then!" After saying that, she went upstairs and entered his room to tidy up. Eula Lowe saw his room, why was it always like this for the past few days, as if a thief had entered, with all the books from the bookshelf scattered on the ground.
The quilt and pillows on the bed were also on the ground, and the clothes in the wardrobe were all thrown on the floor. Oh my goodness! What time is it? It seems that repaying debts is not as easy as she thought, but what else could she do? Her fingerprints were pressed, can she still go back on her word?
She could only resign to start tidying up, and Judson Nash finished watching the financial news and came upstairs.
When he entered the room, he saw her bending over, picking up the books from the ground. Today, she was wearing a tight skirt, with a white shirt on top, and a coat hanging on the sofa downstairs.
Her slender legs were wrapped in black stockings, making her even more alluring. Judson Nash stood with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the door, looking at her, while she was oblivious, unaware that she was exposed.
The man's dark gaze became more and more intense, like ink. He lifted the corner of his lips, then walked over in large strides and raised his hand to pat her raised buttocks.
"Eula Lowe, are you deliberately teasing me?" After patting her, he hugged her waist from behind and his voice sounded sinister. "Do you want to try this position?"
Eula Lowe was stunned after being slapped, and then she felt a tightness around her waist and her buttocks were pressed against his legs, almost causing her to scream. Then she heard that sentence, and she narrowed her eyes.
"Judson Nash, let go of me. Why do I need you to manage what position I want? If you want to use this position, try it yourself." She struggled, wanting him to let go.
The man's face turned ugly, her twisting movements gave him a sense of arousal. His lips tightened into a cold line, and he slapped her again.
"Don't move." His voice was low and cold, with a warning tone. Eula Lowe wanted to stand up, but he held her like this, making her tired.
She angrily threw the book back on the ground, "Let go, my waist is about to break." Judson Nash felt that her words were a bit provocative, this girl was deliberately teasing him, with this kind of talk, igniting the fire.
So he uncontrollably tightened his big hand around her slender waist, firmly pressing it. He closed his eyes, enjoying this moment of touch. Eula Lowe felt like her waist was going to break, so she struggled and stood up, scratching his hand.
"Let go, let go." This guy was taking advantage of her again, it was annoying. She wanted to stab him with a needle, but also feared that his heart couldn't handle it.
They could only remain in this stalemate for a while, until Judson Nash released her. His expression returned to his usual cold demeanor, and he glanced at her indifferently.
"Afterwards, you are not allowed to wear such short skirts, understood?"
Eula Lowe, now liberated, adjusted her skirt and stared at him.
"Judson Nash, does this concern you?"
Judson Nash smirked mischievously, "the way you just were, it was obvious that you were trying to seduce me."
With that, he took a step forward, his long fingers pinching her face, rendering her unable to move.
Eula Lowe jumped in fright once again, her big eyes wide open, filled with fear.
"Judson Nash, you are not allowed to kiss me, otherwise, I'll stab you."
She showed him the ring on her finger, warning him to be careful.
Judson Nash had experienced its power before, leaving his whole body numb and weak within five minutes.
The ring served its purpose when she wore it, but she couldn't use it against him.
"If you stab me again, I might die."
Scare her!
Eula Lowe was frightened and didn't follow through, softening her voice.
"Judson Nash, you have a fiancée, and I have three children. We need to keep our distance, do you understand? I don't want to be called a mistress by anyone."
That was the word she hated the most, and it was what tore her family apart.
Her mother disappeared, and Eula was left to live a miserable life.
Therefore, even if it meant death, she would never be a mistress.
Judson Nash saw the determination in her eyes and let go of her.
"I'm going to take a shower. Clean up. I'm tired."
Hopefully, everything will be neat and tidy by the time I'm out. I want to rest.
Watching him enter the bathroom, Eula Lowe placed her hand on her chest and managed to convince him.
Otherwise, she felt like she was about to shamelessly become the third party. she had a thought to sleep with this man and force him to break up with Kristina Lowe.
Fortunately, her words managed to convince him in the end.
And he also held onto his original intention of never being a mistress in this lifetime.
She let out a sigh of relief and slapped on the face.
"Eula Lowe, calm down. One day, you will avenge Kristina Lowe and her daughter. Revenge is best served cold, so there's no need to compromise yourself."
