After ruminating for a moment, she tentatively asked, "Do you know that your niece likes you?"
"Hm?" The man did not react to her question initially and only raised a brow, but when he realized what she was asking him, he fell into silence.
"Do you know about it?" She pressed on.
Only then did he answer. "Yes!"
"You knew?!" Surprise colored her eyes. "It's not fondness; it's—"
"I know what you mean!"
His brows furrowed tightly. Does this stupid woman think I am as stupid as her?!
Of course, he knew about his niece's feelings for him!
She was, however, a little bewildered.
He knew about it and still gave that reaction?
Snorting unhappily, she grumbled, "There are so many women who like you!"
He gave her a sidelong glance at this. There seemed to be quite a number of men flocking around her, too!
However, when he caught a glimpse of displeasure on her face, his lips arched into a smile. "What? Are you jealous?"
She bit her lower lip and refused to answer him.
The pressure of his hand increased a little, deliberately hurting her for her evasiveness. "Answer me."
She flew into a rage. "Don't go overboard!"
Raising her head, she found the man's handsome face leaning closer to her as he covered her lips with his to inhale her sweet breath.
Unlike his usual, aggressive attacks to devour her, this time, he gently planted a kiss on her mouth and the injured spot at the corner of it before moving to peck at her forehead, nose, cheeks, and finally her lips again. His kisses got deeper and deeper.
She stubbornly shut her mouth to block his invasion, but he increased the pressure of his hand and took advantage of her gasping for breath due to the sudden pain to invade her mouth.
He desired to claim her.
Now was not the right time for that, however. What she needed was rest at this time.
With this thought in mind, he curbed in his lustful desires and smothered the fire in his eyes!
He let her rest early once he was done applying medication on her.
Apparently, that afternoon's absurd 'fight' had exhausted her as she passed out as soon as her head hit the pillow.
After covering her with a blanket, he left the bedroom. Youyou was done cooking dinner, and when he saw his father in the living room, he rushed to him and asked, "How is mommy?"
He reached out and gently rubbed the boy's hair. "Be good and don't disturb her; let her rest for a little longer."
The little lad suddenly furrowed his brows. "Daddy, do you know what happened this afternoon?"
"I got the gist of it."
Thinking of what he had seen upon his return home this afternoon, his eyes glinted frostily. "Who is she?"
Noting his son's murderous look, the man was afraid of what the boy would do if he were to find out who was involved…
Despite his son having the appearance of an elegant, little gentleman, the boy was known to do crazy things once provoked.
"Don't bother yourself with this matter; I'll take care of it myself," he said, instead.
He would make his niece apologize to his woman in person.
"How would you handle it?" asked the boy suddenly, as if hinting that he did not wish for things to be settled so easily. "This isn't something that can be resolved with a mere apology! Even if mommy gives her forgiveness, I won't!"