Devil CEO's Contract Lover novel Chapter 38

"I couldn't help it just now, so I sucked it up." That's kind of the explanation he gave me.

"I remember that you usually do not smoke, today encountered a bad thing?" I asked.

I really don't know why some women can suffer with the smell of smoke men, I can never, smoking is like gambling, so I have a natural sense of resistance, perhaps because my father has been dabbling in these two things.

"I usually smoke a little now and then, not much, occasionally when things bother me." Damon said, "I'll be careful next time."

What did he mean by that?

I was a little relieved, but I guess he was thinking of the baby, right? It shouldn't be entirely about me.

Damon signaled the driver to stop in the middle and he got out of the car, and after a while he raised the pink bag in his hand and handed it to me.

I realized that he was getting out of the car to buy candy, I looked at the package, but also used a cute pink bow as decoration.

When I thought of the tall, handsome Damon walking over with something so cute just now, I grinned and just wanted to laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Damon also looked down at my expression a little happily.

"I'm laughing ...... hahaha ...... I'm laughing ......" I said after laughing past one another. "I'm happy that you buy me candy."

Damon hands around his chest, and I get along since, this is my very little show of joy, he more or less comfort.

From time to time, emotions welled up in his heart, which he deliberately ignored, looking out the window at the deserted city.

I shrink my head and look at my arms full of candy, and then look at the side of Damon's face, incredibly depressed.

It seems more and more like he's not so bad as a person, and there's always an emotion inside of me that wants to be close to him, to be watched by him and cared for by him.

Although reason tells me to stay away, it's not so easy to do, but it's true that recently their communication has become more and more pleasant than before.

Damon and I returned home to a romantic atmosphere created by the fountains on both sides of the road.

The rose garden emitted a fragrance with an enchanting allure, and the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling windows made the luxurious house shine. Two rows of servants in uniform stood on either side, saying respectfully, "Master, welcome back."

Entering the main hall, the masculine, cold-faced bodyguard ground stood in front of the hall, bowing ninety degrees, no tenderness in his eyes, only absolute obedience and loyalty!

The dazzling dinner was served the moment Damon returned under the busy hands of young maids, and the delicious meal was cooked by the world famous chef, which made people's fingers tingle.

A housekeeper-like woman took Damon's coat and stood to the side, "Master, please eat."

Then look at the man who owns it all, sitting indebtedly on a stool at the dining table, taking off his suit, wearing a white shirt, blond hair with an English air, and a high nose that matches his haughty personality.

Deep eyes like a deep pool that can not see the bottom, teasing lips slightly upward, white cheeks are really not the usual handsome, tie was torn loose by him, instead of looking sexy.

He also saw a lot of decorations in the house changed differently up, Austin was directing the decorators.

"Austin, what are you doing? The whole house has been turned upside down by you." Damon said.

"Damon, I'm doing you guys a favor, I'm looking forward to the arrival of my little nephew, the floor in the house is easy to slip, I'm uniformly replacing it with carpet, it will increase the friction so the little beauty won't fall, and also the room is cozy is good for the mood of pregnant women."

Austin said everything, Damon found himself as the baby's father of things all for him to do.

"Thank you, Austin!" I was touched, and I gave Austin a grateful look.

The presence of a second person in this family who genuinely treated me, besides Linda, made me feel warm at the moment, and a feeling of happiness kept enveloping me in an indescribable way.

"Mom thinks I did the right thing too, Damon, why are you looking at your beloved Austin with such a vicious look?" said Austin, "I thought of making it for you because I saw that you usually don't have time and are too busy with work!"

Damon sat down on the couch and said, seemingly unconcerned, "What do I have against it? It's better for everyone this way."

"That's good, I don't think Damon would be so careful as to be pushy with me." Austin said happily.

Austin continued, "Don't worry little beauty, I didn't ask them to paint the walls, the smell of new decoration is not good for the fetus, you can live there first, if you feel anything bad, you can always talk to me."

I smiled and nodded, I really don't understand, it is obvious that they are blood brothers, Austin thought so carefully and also everything, and Damon is the baby's father, right? At the moment, he is ignoring their conversation and watching TV.

I really can't explain scientifically why their personalities are so different, maybe Damon was born a freak.

I took a few sips of water, sat down on the couch, and opened the candy Damon bought me.

I've eaten a lot of candy since I was a kid, and I've always grabbed it with my hands, but it's the first time I've ever had anything so cute packaged like this.

Like a ritual, I opened the bag and took a candy inside, and also took one to Damon.

"I don't eat candy." Damon said without even looking at it.

Austin said, "Give it to me, Damon has been a good boy since he was a kid and doesn't eat candy indiscriminately."

I couldn't help but giggle, then felt Damon's dark cloud and shut up in due time.

"Austin, if you don't say anything, I won't take you for a mute." His words made Austin not say anything extra either.

How could he be so well behaved as a child, but so cold and violent as an adult? I couldn't figure it out.

I took the candy in my mouth, the good taste made me narrow my eyes, "Mmm, delicious!"

"Is it that good? It's not just junk food with coloring and sugar water?" Damon said thoughtfully.

"What to say to people like you, will not appreciate the joy of us ordinary people, sometimes a very small thing can make us happy for half a day, those who know me well know that I have a very low sense of satisfaction."

Looking at the expression on my face as I ate the candy, his mood followed a little better.

The happiness of ordinary people? He still can't understand it, but he has always had a longing for the life of ordinary people.

When he passed by the window and saw sweets as a child, he looked at his mother with longing eyes, and she would only take him to the sweet store.

"Damon, you are the future heir of Rubinstein Group, you can't be so childish, do you hear me? Sugar won't be good for you to eat."

At that time Ma's words still kept swirling in his mind, he said faintly, "Happy to have some to eat, like a pig."

I looked up, "Why do you always spoil the mood when you speak? If I'm a pig, what are you? A boar?"

Feeling ambiguity in what I said, I quickly looked down and looked at Damon's shadow on the ground, my whole body was hot.

It was as if the sweet taste of sugar faded in my mouth, only thinking about how I made a fool of myself in front of him, boars and sows are a pair ......

"Uh huh, your answer makes me more interested." Damon's mouth turned up at the corners and his words made my face redden even more.

I was thinking about not knowing how to go about answering when the other person said, "Linda is calling us for dinner."

That's what saved me from the awkward atmosphere, great ......

Monica called everyone over and I walked to the table.

My reaction was slow, and by the time I arrived, everyone was seated and only Damon had a seat next to him.

Now I didn't want to sit there, there was an inner urge to escape, I had no choice but to sit down hard.

"How did Sofia do in the office today?" Monica asked offhandedly as she ladled soup for each person.

Not knowing what Damon would say, I felt some vague anticipation in my heart as I stopped eating and my ears were tuned in to listen.

"It's a mixed bag, I guess, I should know that in my own mind. Besides, I took me with me, and it's not all about letting me do my work for me, more or less." Damon said.

How did the criteria for good and bad come about? I hadn't done anything great, but I hadn't done anything wrong either, and I couldn't figure it out.

Monica nodded and I looked up just in time to see the look in my eyes, this time without the harshness.

"This is the third time Damon has brought a woman into the office, the first time was Mom, the second time was Tiffany, and the third time is you! Besides, Tiffany asked to see the company on her own, little beauty, Damon is quite special to you, you have quite a lot of development potential."

How can Austin still let people eat? I'm embarrassed to eat now.

Was I really one of the few women he took with him? He had asked me to go this morning, and the thought of it made me look forward to his answer even more.

Damon said, "Austin, you should stop adding fuel to the fire, you see I have not eaten a few mouthfuls of food because of you, some things are not as complicated as you think."

Austin really saw the little beauty with both cheeks all red, counting the rice grains there.

"It's better to talk less while eating, Austin you've been out there for so long that you've forgotten our Rubinstein family's tutelage? Do you talk while you eat, or do you eat while you talk?" Monica said.

I didn't like the idea of two sons having a discussion at me, sooner or later I was going to have to leave, Tiffany didn't deserve Damon, and I was even less deserving.

Not everyone can turn into a phoenix. I don't come from a good family and I'm not atmospheric enough to hold up the stage.

Austin shut up in time, he used his eyes and expressions to communicate with me, the little beauty see it, in the home a little freedom is not.

All I could give him was a comforting look, and at the same time I was aware of Monica's attitude.

Am I saying that Austin says a lot of things that actually have hidden meanings in them, or that they are impossible.

I shook my head, yes, I was in Why do I feel sweet? I had no business being sweet at all, Damon was only slightly nicer to me, and I was just as much of a non-entity in the Rubinstein family.