The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride

Chapter 1005 - 1005 985 Carry Me to the Bath

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These words slipped out so easily, and Willy Smith was speechless, indeed. A drunk woman was truly a terrible thing. If she kept spouting nonsense, his indecent thoughts might be stirred up again!

Boys around sixteen or seventeen are in the throes of adolescence, and with biology lessons reinforcing knowledge at school, this age was simply perfect for fantasizing. Practically every boy had daydreamed about someone they admired.

Now, the woman he admired was talking about pregnancy right in front of him. Any healthy young man in the midst of puberty would overthink it. With that thought, Willy Smith’s face instantly turned red with embarrassment.

“Stop it, Nora!”

Willy Smith carefully pried the woman’s fingers apart one by one, his heartbeat quickening to the point it threatened to overwhelm his rationality. When he reached for the hangover soup on the bedside cabinet, his hand was soft and trembling; it took quite a while for him to steady himself enough to hold the cup of hangover tea without shaking.

Breathe, then breathe again, deeply. Willy Smith’s gaze was fixed as he watched his arm holding the hangover tea stop shaking. He took a spoonful, blew on it, checked the temperature to make sure it wasn’t too hot, and then held it to Nana Jensen’s mouth, “Open up and take a sip, be good!”

Remembering her childhood dislike for medicine, claiming it was bitter, he quickly added, “This isn’t traditional medicine, it’s not bitter. It’s maltose from the kitchen, give it a try, it’s sweet!”

Lina Miller was from a Volkswagen-like family background, living the most ordinary life as a child, growing up on her grandmother’s maltose. Later on, as she grew up and her family was no longer there, she would often cook maltose to reminisce about the feeling of home from her childhood.