Ethan had a near-death experience, lying in the hospital in a daze for three days and finally ended up with a hidden illness. Now, we were facing each other in the living room and the atmosphere was awkward.
Ethan stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a schoolboy caught in trouble. I commanded him coldly, "Come here."
He shuffled over awkwardly, like a crab trying to sidestep and gingerly sat down at my feet, wincing in pain. "Honey..." he began.
I ignored him.
"Eve... I was really wrong."
I frowned. "I kept you around because I thought you were obedient and considerate. Ethan Malone, a cheating cat, is destined to be abandoned by its owner."
His face turned ugly and he lowered his head to please me, "Eve, I've already been punished..."
Looking at his restrained appearance, I couldn't help but sneer.
This was about a man's dignity. From then on, he couldn't act human, he must have hated me to the core. But he had to swallow his humiliation and pretend to put on a show for his future. Just like now, he was being submissive, not genuinely realizing his mistake but wanting to continue taking advantage of me, sucking my blood to maintain his lofty status as CEO.