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After an intense moment of passion, both of them were left breathless, each reaching for their own clothes.
Linden dressed quickly. Once done, he looked at Helen
Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips had deepened in color. He gently cupped her chin and leaned in to plant another kiss. “Did it feel good?” he asked with a teasing glint in his eye.
Helen blushed an even deeper shade.
Wrapping her arms around Linden’s waist, she nestled into his chest and gave a shy nod.
“Tell me,” Linden murmured, “was I better than your ex”
He had assumed he was her first, but when he saw there was no blood after the intercourse, he couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed.
Helen’s arms tightened around him. “Would you think less of me?” she asked, her voice low and uncertain.
Back in university, she’d been young and naive, agreeing to date a guy who pursued her persistently.
Not long after, she found out he came from a poor family and ended things.
Now, she regretted it more than anything–she’d given something precious to a man who gave her nothing
in return.
Linden reached out and tapped her nose affectionately. “Silly girl,” he said with a warm smile. “Someone who truly loves you would never care about your past.”
He didn’t know much about love, but he knew one thing for sure–this woman had just rocked his world.
The way she had cried out his name still echoed in his mind. He felt great, and it made him want to take her again right then and there.
Relieved by his words, Helen kissed him softly on the cheek.
“Let’s head downstairs for lunch. We’ve been up here for so long; what if your mom starts getting the wrong idea?
Well, it wasn’t just the time that worried her. It was the noise they made.
If Teresa had overheard them, that would be beyond awkward.
Linden didn’t think twice. “She’s the one who set us up, remember? Even if she knows what we were doing, she won’t care. Honestly, she might even be happy about it.”
After all, his mom was the one who had chosen Helen for him in the first place. She’d been going on and on about wanting grandkids for ages.
Right now, she was probably over the moon.
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He took her hand and let her downstairs, already picting his mom’s proud smile.
But as they turned the corner into the dining room, that smile was nowhere to be seen. Teresa stood with arms crossed, her eyes locked onto their intertwined hands, her expression stormy.
Helen noticed the change instantly. Seeing the fire in Teresa’s gaze, she quickly let go of Liriden’s hand, dropped her head, and slowed her steps, quietly slipping behind him like a scolded child.
Linden glanced back and saw the terror in her eyes. He gently took her hand and said, “Don’t be scared. I’m here.”
He led her to the table and sat across from Teresa. “Moth,” he said casually, “who got you all worked up?”
Teresa looked at him and berated, “You impatient rascal What’s the rush?”
She had waited upstairs for nearly ten minutes before heading up herself.
That was when she heard it–the unmistakable sounds coming from behind a closed door.
She was experienced and knew exactly what had gone down.
Linden caught on quickly and openly admitted it. “You’re the one who’s always telling me to settle down and start a family. I’m working on it–why are you mad now?”
Teresa shot Helen a look.
If Helen had been a kind, simple woman, Teresa might’ve let it slide. She might’ve even encouraged them to keep it up so she could hold a grandbaby sooner.
But after everything that happened today–and the seafood she’d tasted tonight–she had her doubts. That meal tasted exactly like something from Sheosea Restaurant.
She thought long and hard and arrived at a conclusion too shocking to believe.
Helen didn’t know how to cook. The dishes she’d been serving were takeout all along.
To pull off a stunt like that and deceive her with such precision–this woman was anything but simple.
No matter how badly she wanted a grandchild, Teresa would never accept someone like her into the family.
She noticed the maids moving about in the living room and decided to hold her tongue–for now.
“Helen just got here,” she said lightly. “You shouldn’t be running her ragged like this.” Then, she added with a smile, “The dishes are getting cold. You two should hurriedly have your meal.”
Helen saw her expression soften and breathed a quiet sigh of relief. Maybe the whole thing had blown
over.
After lunch, Linden left for work.
Teresa called for the maid to bring over a jackfruit and place it on the table. Then she sat with Helen on
the couch.
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Helen smiled brightly, thinking this must mean she’d been accepted at last. “Thank you, Teresa,” she said, feeling overjoyed.
If even Teresa acknowledged her now, then she had been truly accepted by the family.
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