Chapter 217 I'm Wearing Joseph's Coat
Hubert knew that this girl was not the kind of woman who would scream and feel scared when seeing a man undress. He knew Teresa would watch the man with great interest and even want to touch him.
He stood up straight and didn't lock her in an affectionate position.
This wouldn't work for her.
"Can you sleep with cotton in your ears?"
Teresa shook her head, "That's not comfortable."
There was no quilt, so Hubert couldn't ask her to bunk in the empty guest room. And it was cold tonight.
After a moment of silence, he picked up the glass of water and headed for his room again.
"Go sleep in my room."
He said in a low voice.
Teresa was stunned.
So, her temper and scolding worked on him.
When Hubert reached the door of his room, he stopped again. When he saw that Teresa was still not moving, his face fell. He said coldly, "If you mind, you can sleep on the sofa."
Saying that, he walked back into his room and was about to close the door.
With her pillow in her arms, Teresa rushed over with lightning speed and squeezed one foot into the crack he left. She blocked the door and did not let him close it.
Wearing a flattering smile on her pretty face, she said, "I don't mind. I don't mind."
Hubert glared at her with a taut face.
She ignored his expression and attitude. Holding the pillow, she squatted and passed through his arm. Then, she entered his territory.
When she washed his face in the morning, Teresa hadn't had a close look at everything in his room. Now that she was in for the second time, she couldn't restrain herself from looking around.
He never asked her to clean his room. He did it himself. The room was spotless. Grandma Vivian said he had a little cleanliness fetish. And this room was a strong proof.
After visiting Hubert's room, Teresa bluntly got into his big bed. She put her own pillow on it and took over a place for herself. Then she laid down and pulled the quilt to cover herself.
It was so comfortable to have a bed to sleep in and a blanket to cover.
After lying down for two minutes, Teresa sat up again. She picked up the pillow and put it at the end of the bed. While changing the direction, she said, "Let's sleep toward each side of the bed respectively. You can sleep towards the headboard. I will sleep towards the end of the bed.
Hubert came over to the bed with a still-taunted face. "You want me to fall asleep with the smell of your feet?"
Teresa was speechless.
She didn't have athlete's feet.
She didn't have foot odor.
Teresa found that he was wearing an unpleasant look. Thinking that she was here to borrow a place from his bed and that he had the final say, Teresa hurriedly took her pillow back from the end of the bed and put it back where she had just taken it.
"Um... I'm going to sleep?"
"That's your freedom. It's not like I'm propping up your eyelids with something to keep you from falling asleep."
Teresa was speechless.
His tone was cold and harsh. He was definitely not happy about her coming to sleep in his bed.
But his grandmother had taken over her bed.
So the debt owned by his grandma should be paid by him.
Thinking this way, Teresa ignored that taut face and lay down peacefully in his comfortable bed to go to sleep.
She thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, but after a few minutes, she was sleeping soundly.
However, Hubert sat aside and watched her fall asleep in a few minutes. He didn't know whether to feel cheerful or sad.
Wasn't she worried at all that he would do something to her?
Maybe it was because he held his posture too aloof, and he was indeed born with a cold temperament. So, she thought he was a decent man who would never take advantage of her.
Hubert admitted that he was not a playboy and would not easily have any thoughts about a woman. But that was to other women. When it came to her, he had a lot of thoughts. He had hugged and kissed her. The last thing they didn't do was have sex...
Hubert lay down beside Teresa with a secret sigh.
He wanted her. But he couldn't have sex with her like this.
He would only get her when she was willing to give herself to him, and she was awake.
Otherwise, if he had sex with her when she was not awake, she would not know who slept with her.
Teresa slept soundly in an unfamiliar environment, but Hubert did not. He had never slept with anyone in the same bed before, let alone a young, beautiful, well-shaped woman. And this stunningly beautiful woman was his nominal wife.
He was not used to it.
Teresa, who was asleep, even moved closer to him, taking him as a heater.
Hubert was a little annoyed. He reached out to unbutton her pajamas. But he gave up after one button.
Looking at her beautiful face in her dreams, Hubert moved closer to her and kissed her on the lips. Then he gave up and let her crawl into his arms as she pleased. And he silently repeated in his mind, 'I'm wearing Joseph's coat!'
'I can resist any kind of temptation!
When the time came, he would definitely take back everything he had lost on her. He would not let her get out of bed for three days after he could sleep with her.
Hubert, who was really too sleepy, fell asleep in a daze with this thought.
The young couple did not know that someone was pressing on their door, listening to the movement inside.
There was no doubt. It was Vivian Donovan.
"Well?"
Linda's question rang out unexpectedly. Although her voice was very quiet, it made Vivian jump up in fright.
Linda did not expect Vivian's reaction to being so strong, so she was startled by Vivian and took a few steps back.
When Vivian saw that it was Linda, she patted her chest and blamed Linda in a low voice, "Linda, why did you come out without making a noise? You scared me."
Linda, "I thought you saw me."
Vivian was so intent on listening to the commotion in her grandson's room that she didn't notice Linda come out.
"Let's leave."
Vivian whispered and urged Linda to go, "I can't hear anything. Hubert must have used soundproofing material in his room. I had my ears up like a rabbit and didn't hear anything."
"Could it be that Young Master Hubert and Young Madam Teresa are not doing anything? That's why you heard nothing."
Vivian was speechless.
Thinking of her grandson's character, Vivian suddenly said in frustration, "What a waste of my performance. There is a perfect opportunity tonight. That brat doesn't even know how to seize it. Ugh, why is my grandson so slow in love and relationships?"
Tomorrow, the first thing Teresa would do was to go get a bed for the empty bedroom. It would be hard for her to push Teresa into Hubert's room again.
"Madam Donovan, you can't rush on this kind of thing. Young Master Hubert is just like that. Besides, the young couple is not deeply in love yet. When they are deeply in love, they will do everything naturally without your urge."
"I'm just anxious."
"Alright, hold your horses."
Vivian, "... Linda, why do you have to tell the truth?"
Leaving Linda behind, Vivian went back to her room in frustration.
Linda said to herself, "I'm an honest person, of course, I'm telling the truth."
Looking at Young Master Hubert's room, she thought, 'Young Master Hubert is at least willing to let Young Madam Teresa into his room, which is an improvement.'
Rome was not built in a day. No one could fly to the moon with just one step.
Linda thought Vivian was too anxious.
As far as she knew, Hubert was slow to warm up. There was no use in rushing.
Linda also went back to her room and continued to sleep.
But Linda dreamed all night. In her dreams, she saw that Teresa gave birth to a cute chubby baby girl. And she saw Vivian was so happy that she rewarded Teresa with 600 million dollars, which scared Teresa...