Chapter 309 You Little Mischief
The night fell.
Chloe was quite unhappy with Donovan, and with the added sorrow of her grandma's passing, she found herself unable to sleep. Thus, she lay in bed, tossing and turning.
"Don't move!" With his eyes closed, Donovan stroked her belly, trying to suppress the desire he felt inside.
But Chloe, unable to sleep, couldn't maintain one position. Her restless movements in bed only fuelled Donovan's growing desire.
"I said, don't move!" Donovan scolded in a low voice.
"Why don't you go sleep in your own bed?" Chloe retorted.
Donovan couldn't hold back any longer. He reached out and grasped Chloe's upper body. "Since you're teasing me, then let's just do it."
His grip hurt Chloe, making her feel as if she might explode. She struggled to resist, but he was insistent...
Chloe was so exhausted that she eventually fell into a deep and heavy sleep.
Donovan's actions last night left Chloe unwilling to speak to him when she woke up. She hadn't meant to tease him; she simply couldn't fall asleep.
Chloe got up to have breakfast.
"Has he left? Did he take his lunchbox?" Chloe asked Maya.
"He took it. No social engagements today," Maya replied with a smile.
Maya had prepared a lavish lunch for Chloe, who ended up taking three lunchboxes in total.
After a busy morning, Chloe sent Sofia a WhatsApp message: [What are you having for lunch?]
Sofia: [Ordered takeout.]
Chloe: [Let's eat together in the first-floor conference room? I want to chat with you.]
Chloe wanted to talk to her good friend about Grandma Morgan.
She felt it was unfilial not to attend her grandma's funeral. Even though she was pregnant, the feeling of guilt lingered.
Sofia: [Sure.]
Before long, Chloe and Sofia met in the first-floor conference room. Sofia had only ordered a simple pasta, which looked quite meager compared to Chloe's luxurious meal.
"I shouldn't have come to embarrass myself," Sofia said as she opened her takeout.
"I can't finish all this; have some," Chloe offered.
"No, thanks. I don't eat other people's leftovers. Besides, I can't eat your pregnancy food."
Chloe smiled. "What's the big deal? Donovan eats the same food as me every day."
"Can I compare my relationship with yours?" Sofia said, a bit displeased that Chloe was once again bringing up Donovan.
"Chloe, your belly is so big. Can you still have sex at night?" Sofia asked bluntly.
"We're eating," Chloe replied.
"Answering doesn't stop you from eating. With a baby in your womb, can you still do it? Does it hurt?" Sofia insisted on knowing.
Chloe, with food in her mouth, looked at Sofia's teasing expression. "Why don't you try it with Logan?"
The mention of Logan made Sofia very unhappy, as he was a sore spot for her.
Chloe thought Sofia would drop the subject, but she continued, "Can Mr. Blake hold back?"
"No," Chloe admitted. Every time she thought of Donovan at home, the way he looked at her, his actions in bed, it was all filled with teasing that made her feel like he was about to pounce on her.
"So what does he do? Did you buy him a sex doll?"
Chloe, not wanting to discuss this while eating, said, "If we can't go all the way, there are other methods. He's the type who needs to release at least two or three times a day."
Sofia, somewhat naively, asked, "What methods?"
"Don't ask anymore. You'll understand in the future. Even those younger than you get it, don't you understand?" Chloe said, blushing as she ate.
"Did you know before you slept with him?" Sofia teased Chloe again.
Chloe spat at her. "You little mischief."
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