Chapter 15 Chapter fifteen

What was surprising was that the next morning, Jayden boarded the carriage with Mikan refreshed.He was clean and shaved, though he was a little pale under his hat.Mikan just wished the investment talks would keep him busy so he could stop thinking about Irene for a while.Go without thinking for at least a few minutes. Jayden, who was seated opposite, groaned weakly.He had been nauseous and dizzy in the morning, and he barely ate anything. "Damn it." He said weakly, "It's the back seat again, can I change seats with you?" Mikan remembered that Jayden hated sitting in the back of the carriage, so he agreed.After the two changed seats, Jayden laid his foot on the opposite seat rug leisurely, regardless of the clean and gorgeous decorations. "What are you thinking?" He put his head on his hands, as if he was afraid that it would fall, "Have you not broken Miss Irene yet?"

Mikan shot him a piercing look back. Jayden sighed, rubbing his swollen temples with his hands, "I'll just say-there must be something irresistible about the women of the Marden family." His comment touched Mikan's heart, evoking a sneer from him, "It seems that you are interested in Olivia." "Yeah," came the unhappy reply, "so much interest that it reminded me of the worst blue ball years ago." My friend has such a strong interest in Erin's sister, which makes Mikan a little uneasy. The two of them really don't deserve each other, "Are you too old for her?"

Jie Dun fumbled awkwardly for his beloved silver bottle, only then did he realize that he had indeed neglected this point.He threw the bottle to the floor and stared darkly at it. "I've been too much, too old, too damn tired, too thirsty...the list goes on and on." "You'd better watch out, Westcliff will kill you like a Christmas turkey." "I'd be grateful if he did it sooner." Jayden scowled. "Damn it, Mikan. I wish you hadn't mentioned to me about going back to Stones. We'd go straight to London and get things over with." Get back to New York as soon as possible."

"You don't need to come with me," Mikan pointed out. "I'm just afraid that you will be in trouble. And I also want to see what kind of woman can make you so dreamy." Mikan looked out the window impatiently at the green countryside.Only Erin Madden, he thought bitterly.A woman of discerning taste who would rather be single than accept proposals from her inferiors. "I want to take her back to New York," he said. Jayden was silent for a while. "Did Miss Irene say that she would consider this suggestion?" "No. In fact, she made it clear that she would not talk about topics longer than five minutes. Because I am not of the same class as her."

Jayden didn't seem surprised at all, "No wonder. In this lazy, contemptuous and insulting society, you are indeed unique." "you said." "Yes, but not often. My money is outdated by New York standards." Jayden paused, thinking for a moment, "Don't argue with me, Mikan—you're the best I know Man, I'd do anything for you if I had to. But the truth is, socially speaking, you're not a step below Miss Erin. You've been off the hill for too long." Those words didn't seem to change Mikan's mood helpfully.Jadon had been honest with him—and Mikan was grateful for his honest lies.He nodded briefly, frowning at the toes of his black shoes.

"You're not too bad," Jayden continued. "There's something about you that attracts women, and even Miss Erin sees what you'll achieve. Ladies are interested in you, and you've got plenty of money." There's no one who can't be persuaded if you want to. Don't tell me you can't get a 31-year-old girl from Hampshire to marry you. Especially since she's already shown that she wants to, uh... please , at least on the surface.” Mikan looked at him coldly, "Who said you're getting married?" Jayton was dumbfounded, "You just said you would take her back to New York."

"But not as my wife." "Could it be the mistress?" Jayden couldn't believe it. "She won't lower herself to accept your arrangement." "I'll make her take it—by all means." "What about her and Sundry?" "I'm here to finish." Jayden stared at him in confusion, "My God, am I wrong, Mikan, or are you really going to destroy Miss Erin's hopes of getting married, ruin her reputation on two continents, cut her off from all her family and friends?" and humiliate her in society? Maybe ask her to have an illegitimate child?"

The thought made Mikan grin grimly. "A bastard born to a bastard by a Madonian...Yeah, that's a good idea for me." Jayden's eyes narrowed, "God—I never thought you would be so vicious." "Then you don't know me at all." "It seems so," Jayden murmured, shaking his head in bewilderment.Although he still wanted to continue talking, the bumps along the way made him obediently sit back in his seat, holding his head in Shen Yin. Mikan turned his eyes back to the window, with a cold smile still on the corner of his mouth. Sean and Mikan's departure only made Max happy for one day... Early the next morning, he found out that Olivia had also gone to London.There doesn't seem to be any indication that she ever arranged the trip, it's all done in secrecy.What Irene was sure of was that before Olivia left, several servants had leaked the news.Thanks to Mrs. Ficos, under her strict instructions, no one dared to continue talking about Olivia's plan.

The carriage in which Olivia was riding had just left, and the sun only revealed some faint rays of light.Eileen stood in the doorway, relieved, in light blue pajamas and soft slippers.She smiled at Mrs. Ficos, and the housekeeper's face was uncertain, but even so she couldn't change Olivia's mind. "Mrs. Ficos," said Irene, taking the housekeeper's hand, "how long has it been since the Maddens played their cards differently?" The housekeeper smiled at her embarrassment.The two stood side by side, watching the carriage go away. The voice behind them startled both of them, and Irene turned to meet her elder brother with suspicious eyes.Max was wearing a hunting suit, his eyes were cold and gloomy, "Can you tell me what's going on?" he asked bluntly.

"Of course, dear." Eileen looked at Mrs. Ficus. "Thanks, Mrs. Ficus—I think you must have a lot to do." "Yes, miss." The housekeeper quickly replied gratefully, no one was willing to bear the anger that Max was about to explode.She walks away on a knee. "Who's in the carriage?" Max asked commandingly. "Shall we go to the living room?" Erin suggested, "I'll order some tea and—" "Don't tell me it's Olivia." "Well, I won't say it." She paused, then added, "But it was her. Before you get mad—"

"But my sister must not follow that swinger brother to London!" said Max with murderous fury. "Olivia will be fine." Irene said hastily, "she'll be staying at the Marden's house with a lady companion, and—" "I'll chase her back right away." Max tensed his shoulder muscles and walked towards the door. "No!" Although her brother meant well, he couldn't take care of it anymore, "You can't go, Max." Although she didn't raise her voice, he stopped, "If you follow her, I will Your horse is lame." Max turned and stared at her incredulously, "God, Erin, I don't need to tell you that she's taking risks—" "I know what Olivia took the risk of doing. She knows too." Erin walked past him and walked to the next living room.He followed her. Max kicked the door hard, "Give me a reason, why should I stand here and do nothing!" "Olivia will hate you forever if you interfere." Their eyes met for a long time.Max seemed to be calming his anger slowly, and sank down on the chair.Eileen has deep sympathy for her brother, and she knows that this kind of helplessness is the worst torture for such a man. "Why not him?" he murmured. "Why didn't she find a young man from England?" "Mr. Sean isn't too bad," Erin said, unable to suppress a small smile. He gave her a gloomy look, "Damn Americans, so arrogant that women will be fascinated." "You forgot to say they're rich," Erin said teasingly. Max looked up, wondering what he had done to deserve such a bad treatment. "He's going to use her and break her heart," he said bluntly.Only those who really know him can hear the worries and worries in his voice. "Oh, Max," Eileen said softly, "Olivia and I are stronger than you think. Everyone's heart can be broken." She sat down beside him and put one hand on his black "Even you would." He shrugged irritably and pulled away her hand, "I won't take unnecessary risks." "Even because of love?" "Especially because of love." Erin shook her head with a funny smile, "Poor Max... I really hope to see the day when you are captured by a woman." Max got up from his chair. "Then you'll have to wait a long time," he said, striding out of the living room with his usual impatience. The Rutledge Hotel is undergoing an astonishing transformation, and when completed it will undoubtedly be the most elegant and modern hotel in all of Europe.Over the past five years, the hotel's owner, Harry Rutledge—Mr. Mystery—has been quietly and ruthlessly looting vast stretches of prime land, ranging from the National Theater to the heart of London's theater district.It is said that in order to achieve his ambition of building a hotel, he specially visited and consulted on the latest hotel design and services in the United States, because the hotel industry in the United States is developing faster than other places.At present the Rutledge Hotel is just a row of inconspicuous houses, but once these structures are demolished, they will be replaced by the most spectacular buildings in London. Although Westcliff was willing to provide the Marden House for Mikan and Jayden to live in, they still chose a more convenient place from Rutledge.There was no doubt that Harry Rutledge considered himself an old friend of Westcliff's, and this made Jayden notice the Earl's extensive network. After staying in the elegant suite decorated with mahogany furniture, Jayden soon discovered that the hotel was still very good.After a good night's sleep and a non-seasonal hound's egg breakfast, Jayden's view of London has changed.He had to admit that a city with so many cafes, parks and theaters wasn't so bad.In addition, it is also the meeting point of modern culture and modern culture.This is a man's greatest discovery. Jayden was exhausted after a long day of meetings and long local dinners, but he still had trouble falling asleep at night.There's nothing mysterious about the reason for the sleeplessness—his usual self-deception isn't working this time.He was terribly afraid of falling in love with Olivia Madden.He needed her, admired her, desired her, every waking moment.Moreover, every time he was thinking about what to do with Olivia, he couldn't come up with a solution in the end.He wasn't the marriageable type of man, and even if he was, he couldn't expose her to his shark-like family.What's more, he hadn't considered taking a bride for too long—and even if he had, he doubted he could change. It started to rain outside.Thunder bursts mixed with heavy rain.Jayden opened the window an inch or two to let the rainy night air into the room.He lay down on the clean linen sheets and tried—and failed—to not think about Olivia.In the middle of the night, he was awakened by a light knock on the bedroom door. It was his attendant, "Mr. Sean? Sorry, Mr. Sean... There is someone at the door who wants to see you. I want her to come at another time, but she doesn't want to." Jayden sat up sleepily and yawned, stretched his waist, "Her?" "Miss Olivia, sir." "Olivia?" Jayden was stunned, "She can't be here, she should be in Shiziyuan." "She is here, Mr. Sean." "Jesus Christ." Jayden jumped up from the bed as if being electrocuted, and hurriedly found a robe to cover his naked body. "What happened?" he asked, "How does she look?" "Drenched, sir." It was still raining outside, and Jayden was even more worried, wondering why Olivia came here during the storm, "What time is it?" The attendant helped him put on his clothes and said with a sigh, "It's two o'clock in the morning." Jayden didn't care about putting on slippers and getting his hair done, he rushed out of the bedroom and followed his attendants to the door. Olivia just stood there, still dripping.She smiled at him, though already shaking.At this moment, Jayden Sean, a cynic, a hedonist, a drunkard, a swinger, fell in love with her so irresponsibly.He had never bowed his head so completely to others.So obsessed and so stupid.A thousand loves flashed through his mind, and he realized he had become the most hated idiot he had ever been. "Olivia," he said softly, moving closer to her.He glanced over her flushed face, thinking how she looked like a muddy angel, "Is everything all right?" "It couldn't be better." She looked from his silk robe to his bare feet, and suddenly realized that he was completely naked. Jayden couldn't help touching her, and helped her take off her coat. The wet clothes fell to the floor.He gave the clothes to the attendant and told him to hang them on the hangers.Then there's her wet hat.Olivia stood in front of him trembling, and the hem of her shirt was still dripping. "Why did you come to the city?" Jayden asked softly. Olivia just shrugged, and her teeth were still chattering from the cold, "I'm here for shopping. I live in Marden's mansion. Since we live so close, I think I should come to say hello .” "At midnight?" "Store doesn't open until nine," she said decisively, "so we have plenty of time to talk—talk." He gave her a mocking look. "Yeah, we can talk for seven hours. Shall we go to the living room?" "No—go to your room." She hugged herself, trying to stop shaking. Jayden searched Olivia's gaze, wanting to see if there was any uncertainty.But he sees only the longing for union and intimacy, echoing himself at a distance.She looked at him too, still trembling all over.She's cold, he thought, and she has to be warmed up. Suddenly, Jayden realized that he had already acted before he could think clearly.He turned to his attendant and ordered him to send away the carriage and driver who were waiting outside. Jayden took Olivia's hand, slipped his arm behind her, and led her into the room, "My bed is a mess, it's better not to let you see it now." "Hope not," she said. Jayden closed the bedroom door behind him and lit a fire in the fireplace.Olivia stood obediently in front of him, allowing him to help her take off her clothes. The firelight shone on her body, as if covered with a swaying layer of golden yellow.Silently and passively, she raised her arms and took off her clothes. The wet and heavy skirt fell to the floor.Jayden put the garments one by one on the back of the chair, carefully peeling the layers of muslin, cotton and silk from her.Jayden couldn't help looking at her finally nude body and long, light brown hair.He took off his clothes, covered her body, wrapped her in silk, and warmed her with his remaining warmth.Olivia gasped and let him pick her up and put her on the bed, under the crumpled sheets.He lay with her under the sheet, his arms around her, his cheek against her hair. "Is that okay?" he whispered. She sighed deeply, "Oh yes." They lay side by side for a long time, until Olivia's tension began to relax, and her body under the silk blanket began to warm up.One of her legs began to move, her toes exploring his hairy thigh.Jadon gasped sharply, feeling her hips slowly press against his.There was only a thin layer of cloth between the two, and she couldn't help but clearly feel the length of his erection. "Are you awake now?" she asked, leaning closer to him. Jayden was fully aroused by the body clinging to him. "Sometimes yes, even though he doesn't like it." He said, "Why do you ask?" She grabbed his hand and put it on her breasts, "This way you can seduce me as much as you want, without saying nothing afterwards with a blank face." The small bumps under his fingers made Jadon unable to resist. He carefully reached out and slid his hand into his robe, "Olivia, my dear, the indisputable fact is that I always knew what I was doing." His thumb rubbed her nipples, causing her to gasp slightly, "Why do you say it is indisputable?" "Because like now, my conscience tells me that I should leave you immediately." Olivia snuggled into his arms, lifting one leg over his hip, "Tell this to your conscience," she said, pressing her lips to his. Without urging, Jayden locked her lips, kissing slowly, hesitantly, and sometimes tenderly.He carefully opened the silk robe like peeling the crispy skin of a fruit, exposing her body.His head lowered, walking over her delicate skin.He found her most vulnerable place, the place where her pulse was beating fiercely, and changed it to attack with lips and tongue, and made her tremble with joy with the slight biting of his teeth.He had never had such an overwhelming desire to penetrate, to enter, to possess another human being.He whispered her name and touched the middle of her thigh, where the muscles were silky moist and slippery, and his fingers went in.Olivia stiffened at his touch, her skin flushed red with passion, her hands clasping his shoulders open and closed. Jayden savored her lazily, enjoying her passion, and the helplessness of a woman reaching orgasm.Eyes closed, Olivia surrendered to his gentle technique, panting in peak pleasure, clung to him, toes curled. "That's it," he whispered, twirling his thumbs at the core between her legs, "that's it, sweet lady, sweet babe..." He slowly let her loose, stalking sex under her wet curls path of.He kissed her breasts to calm her down.Then he brushed his mouth across her belly, the soft skin of her stomach, and pressed his hands to part her thighs. Olivia moaned as his tongue found her.His thumb rubbed lightly at her swollen entrance.Jadon nibbled and tasted her, loving the sound she made, the rhythm of her hips arching up eagerly.He felt the muscles around his thumb begin to tremble beautifully, and he knew she was on the verge of another orgasm.He slowly pulled his finger out, causing her to whisper in protest.He wrapped his body around her, parted her strands, and thrust into her warm, pulsating interior. "Oh God," he whispered, barely able to move, the pleasure so intense. Panting, Olivia wraps her arms around his back, thrusting her hips up to meet his thrusts, wrapping him even deeper.He responded with forced movements, nudging, pressing down, and then attacking until the sweetness of the friction between flesh and flesh soared and became unbearable.She trembled breathlessly, her body tensed.Jayden yelled hoarsely, and pulled out her body, the male organs pressed against her abdomen and released hot fluid. He groaned and lay beside her, his pulse still beating wildly in his chest and ears. The two did not speak for a long time.Olivia looked up from his shoulder and gave him a lazy smile, "Amberley never did that in the end," she told him, running her fingers over his chest hair. Jadon grinned, remembering his last-minute evacuation, "It's a cafe-style method of contraception." "coffee shop?" "You came in, you left nothing behind," he explained, and she let out a muffled laugh.He held her waist easily, "Olivia...I have to protect you until—" "I know," she interrupted, pushing him away.She didn't want to talk about anything important at the moment.She slid off the bed and gave him a provocative look, "We'll talk about it later, but now..." "how?" "Come and bathe with me," she said...and he obeyed without hesitation.