Chapter 261 I Hit You Many Times, But You're Not Mad


Ebony hadn't expected Lloyd to wrestle with a cat.


She tried to explain, "I think it was just scared and not intentional."


The man didn't say anything, but his eyes dimmed as he stared at her.


Ebony held up for several seconds.


In the end, she was defeated by his petty gaze.


Following a sigh, she put the cat down on the ground and said helplessly, "Happy now?"


The man's face finally softened. He was satisfied.


But the kitten was not.


The orange cat circled Ebony's feet, suddenly stood up straight, pawed her pants without baring its claws, and meowed faintly in a milky voice.


Ebony's heart melted, and she was eager to touch it again.


She looked up, only to meet Lloyd's warning gaze.


She was speechless.


Without a choice, she awkwardly pulled her hand back. Lloyd was meaner and smarter than a cat anyway. She didn't want to offend him for the sake of a cat.


"Get in," he said, suddenly grabbed her hand, and led her to get into the house.


The balcony door was closed with a kreeen.


The orange kitten stood outside, looked at the two people, and meowed incessantly.


Ebony looked at the cat and then the petty man. For a moment, their images overlapped in her mind.


The one outside was a kitten while the one inside was a big cat. They were equally hard to get along with and short-tempered.


Shaking her head, she called the program team through the landline, telling him to get the back to its owner.


Since the kitten was clean and a bit fat, it should be the pet of someone from the neighborhood.


A staff member came to get the cat and deliver a new task card.


Ebony read the task and froze. "Honeymoon?"


The staff member reminded her, "You'll start in three days. Before that, you two should pack your luggage and get things ready."


With that, he left.


After closing the door, Ebony held the card that wrote 'honeymoon', went back to the sofa, and said to the man next to her, "The destination is not specified."


With the remote control, Lloyd was changing the TV channels. He took the card for a look and said, "We'll be informed."


Ebony shrugged and let it pass.


Since it was still early, she took her laptop out of the drawer under the coffee table.


She crossed her legs, put the laptop on her lap, logged into her email, and started reading the company documents.


The files had been sent under her request. It was her company after all. Instead of completely leaving it behind, she checked out its status regularly and kept herself updated with the fund flow.


Seeing that she got busy, Lloyd turned down the volume of the TV, got up, and went to the kitchen to get some fruit for her.


Ebony read the files with rapt attention. Lloyd forked up the fruit and sent it to her mouth.


She ate the fruit and occasionally looked up at Lloyd, who wasn't watching TV. Holding his phone, he was browsing a certain website with full attention.


After a while, the fruit was finished. Lloyd took the empty plate and prepared to get more for her.


Meow.


A cat suddenly meowed, which interrupted the quietness of the room.


Lloyd froze.


Ebony was surprised too.


She looked up at the second floor.


There was an orange kitten she found familiar. Standing on the stairs, it cocked its tail and looked down at them.


She was shocked. "Why did it come back? And it entered the house?"


Her eyes widened, and she looked around.


The door and windows on the first floor were shut. How did the cat come in? Did it jump in from a window on the second floor?


She turned sideways and saw Lloyd's sullen face. He was furious.


Her heart convulsed, and she soothed him in a hurry, "Don't mind it. It's just a cat, and we belong to a superior species. Take it easy, okay?"


Lloyd squinted at her and pursed his thin lips.


Ebony got up and said, "Well then, I'm driving it away."


She prepared to head toward the stairs.


No sooner had she taken half a step than her wrist was suddenly gripped.


She looked back at Lloyd and hummed in confusion.


Lloyd said in a cold voice, "I have a plan."


With that, he suddenly exerted the strength to pull her down.


His action took her by surprise. She stumbled, fell into his arms, and sat on his lap.


Ebony tried to get up at once.


Lloyd suddenly clasped her waist and folded her in his arms.


"Hey!" Ebony shouted, "What are you doing!"


His inky eyes looked in the direction of the kitten, and he said in a deep voice, "Cats get jealous easily."


Ebony was confused. "What? "


Lloyd loosened his grip and held up his phone.


Ebony looked down and saw a webpage. The keywords in the search bar were 'how to shoo stray cats away from your house'.


She was confounded.


Just now, Lloyd had been looking at his phone so intensely. Turned out he was reading this.


Lloyd slid down to the bottom of the page, and Ebony then saw a related phrase: You know what, cats can get jealous.


He tapped the link, and the new webpage displayed the five signs of a jealous cat.


First, it would look at you with discontent.


Second, it would look aggrieved.


Third, it would eat less.


Fourth, it would leave home.


Fifth, it would get grumpy and even retaliate against you.


Lloyd pointed to the fourth point, put his mouth to Ebony's ear, and said, "After it saw me holding you, it would figure out the situation and leave.


Ebony was petrified.


What a fool!


She felt that something went wrong with Lloyd.


She struggled in his arms. "Will you let go?"


Lloyd didn't move. Instead, he said seriously, "We have to drive it away."


"Let me go and drive it away then," Ebony yelled. "It's just hungry and came in for food. I'll give it the rest of the jerk. It will leave on its own when it's full. Now let go of me."


Lloyd still didn't move.


He was doing it on purpose.


It pissed Ebony off. Hard tactics would be improper, so she decided to do it in a soft way.


She softened her voice and coaxed him, "Lloyd, just be a little more forgiving and generous. It tried to scratch you. What's the fuss? Do you have to hate it so much? I hit you many times, but you're never mad at me."


Lloyd lazily rested his jaw on her shoulder. His breath assailed her neck, and he whispered, "That's different."


Ebony felt scalded, pushed his face away, and said, "Could you let go of me?"


The men turned a deaf ear to it.


Just then, the kitten, who had stared at them from the stairs for a long time, suddenly hung its tail, turned around, and went back to the hallway.


Ebony was surprised by the scene. "What, it worked? The cat really left?"


Lloyd narrowed his eyes and looked upstairs. He was also surprised.


Did it really work?


A few seconds later, a stench suddenly wafted down from the second floor.


Ebony was stunned.


Lloyd was too.


They went upstairs one after the other.


Ebony then saw the orange kitten sauntering out of Lloyd's room.


She looked inside the room and saw a piece of poop on Lloyd's bed.


She was flabbergasted.


She suddenly remembered the five signs of a jealous cat she had just read. She stammered, "W... What's the fifth point? R... Retaliate against you?"