Chapter 6: Very Seductive

"What do you think?" James asked back once again.

"It's Amelia!" Mia blurted out.

The moment the words left her mouth, her heart ached again, the pain blurring her vision once more.

James reached up and pinched her collagen-rich cheeks, saying helplessly, "I was talking about you, you fool."

After hearing his answer, Mia pretended to look disgusted and pushed James away. "Gross, go take a shower. I'm tired and want to sleep."

She lifted the covers and burrowed into bed, burying herself inside.

Only after hearing the sound of running water from the bathroom did Mia secretly poke her head out from under the covers.

She let out a long sigh.

It was all just a misunderstanding. That's good.

Back then, her parents' marriage fell apart because of her father's distrust of her mother, ultimately causing the painful childhood tragedy she couldn't bear to look back on.

She couldn't repeat that mistake, being paranoid and suspicious. She had to trust James.

James had no reason to lie to her.

...

James walked out of the bathroom after his shower, still steaming with heat, and walked to the bedside.

Looking at Mia curled up under the covers like a little ostrich, he tugged at the blanket but couldn't pull it. "Mia."

"I'm asleep." Mia clutched the blanket with one hand, her muffled voice coming from under the covers.

James couldn't help but laugh softly.

Being with her really made him happy.

"What are you laughing at? Don't laugh at me!"

Mia thought he was making fun of her for causing such a big mix-up. Her face flushed as she emerged from under the covers, glaring at him angrily.

"It's all your fault. Who told you to hug other women? Don't you know men and women should keep their distance?"

"James, you're a married man. You need to be aware of keeping your distance from other women..."

A warm towel landed on her face, cutting off her rambling.

Mia immediately lay flat, her hands "regressing" to helplessness. "Help, I can't breathe."

James bent down with a smile in his eyes, wiping the remaining traces from her face. Mia cooperatively turned her little face to help him clean it thoroughly.

After wiping, when James turned to return the towel to the bathroom, Mia's little mouth continued, "I'll be generous and forgive you this time, but if there's a next time, just wait and see how I deal with you."

"Who's dealing with whom?"

James, who had already returned to the bedside, lifted the covers and got into bed, pulling her into his arms. His large hand ambiguously pinched the soft flesh at her waist.

The sensitive Mia immediately shrank back, but James pulled her back into his embrace, their bodies pressed tightly together without any gap.

Mia instantly dropped her arrogant attitude, becoming like a docile kitten, lying in James's arms without moving.

Her emotions had been up and down all evening. She closed her eyes and fell asleep for real after just a short while.

Light, even breathing sounds came from his chest. James looked down at Mia, who was sleeping soundly without a care in the world, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

After a moment, he tightened his arms, avoiding her injured arm, adjusted her into a comfortable sleeping position, then closed his eyes. Soon, he fell asleep with her.

...

Hospital

After James left, Amelia called the caregiver in and pulled out a few hundred dollars from her wallet, handing it to her. "Go ask around for me. A patient named Mia came to the hospital last night. What was the reason?"

If she could be discharged early in the morning, it couldn't be anything serious.

What was James so worried about?

"Okay, Ms. Martinez." The caregiver happily accepted the money and turned to go find out.

She was familiar with people at the hospital and quickly found out the information, also learning that the person Amelia was asking about was actually James's wife.

Well, the news she got would definitely make Amelia very unhappy.

The caregiver stood at the hospital room door, hesitating before pushing it open.

She spoke carefully, "Ms. Martinez, she was admitted to the hospital because of a fall, but she used her arm to protect the baby, so the baby was fine, but she fractured her arm."

"Baby? She's pregnant?"

Amelia didn't know. The caregiver braced herself and replied quietly, "Yes."

Amelia smiled at the caregiver and said, "I see. Thank you for your trouble."

She was in a good mood as she picked up her phone and called someone to come to the hospital to redo her nails.

The caregiver was completely speechless.

Live long enough and you'll see everything.

First time seeing a mistress happy that someone's wife is pregnant.

Amelia hung up the phone and saw the shocked caregiver. She lowered her eyelids, hiding the disdain in her eyes.

What did she know?

Mia was so pathetic that she needed to use such a crude method of hurting herself to protect the baby to attract James's attention.

She really looked down on such a humble approach. Only a woman of Mia's low birth would use it.

She just didn't want him. If she wanted him, with just a crook of her finger, James would be hers.

What was Mia anyway?

In a blink, it was Saturday, the day Amelia was to be discharged.

She woke up, changed into custom-made clothes, sat on the sofa, and waited for James to come pick her up while doing her makeup.

...

Luxe Haven, James was working in his study.

Mia had been cooped up at home for several days because of her fractured arm and felt like she was getting moldy.

As soon as the cast was removed, her little schemes became active.

She had the servants cut some fruit and come upstairs with her.

Outside the study, Mia knocked on the door, turned the doorknob, and slowly poked her head through the crack, calling sweetly, "James."

"I'm here." James responded without looking up, continuing to work.

Mia took the fruit plate from the servant, signaled the servant to go downstairs, and walked into the study herself. She placed the fruit on the desk, picked up a piece, and fed it to his mouth.

James opened his mouth and ate it, still not looking at her.

Mia was completely speechless.

Since the hint didn't get his attention, she would be direct. "James, I want to go shopping."

James multitasked, looking at documents while replying, "Have Alice Baker go with you."

"She's not in Imperial City right now. She won't be back for a few days."

"Have a servant go with you."

"No, I want you to come with me."

"I have work. Have a servant go with you. Be good."

James had no intention of breaking his principles.

Mia looked at James, who was absorbed in work and ignoring her. She suddenly stepped forward and sat on his lap, face to face.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and softened her voice to act cute. "James, come with me, please. I want you to come with me, okay?"

This intimate position made James's eyes behind his glasses visibly darken.

Mia still didn't realize it. To achieve her goal, she raised the stakes by pouting her little mouth and planting a kiss on his sexy thin lips.

With this kiss, James's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

He slowly raised his hand, his long fingers with defined knuckles slowly removing the glasses from his nose, casually tossing them onto the desk.

This action was very seductive.

Mia was stunned.

James was really so handsome.

The moment James slowly lifted his gaze, Mia snapped back to attention and instantly came to her senses.

A danger warning flashed through her mind: Danger...

It was too late to escape.

The moment she heard the study door lock, her jaw was grabbed and his thin lips descended—