Chapter 13\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next morning, Bethany woke up early. She did a full yoga routine in her room before washing up and heading out. Jane had already prepared a full breakfast spread and set the table then.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany ran into Silas, who had just finished working out in the gym. He wore nothing but a simple black tank top. The fabric clung tightly to his chest, outlining his defined abs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Beads of sweat rolled down his sharp jawline, slid past his throat, and disappeared beneath his taut chest muscles. His deep, dark eyes swept over her. \u201cMorning,\u201d he greeted her casually.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany nodded. \u201cMorning.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
When they brushed past each other, she could feel the heat radiating from his shoulder. Without realizing it, the tips of her ears turned red.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany hurriedly walked over and took a seat at the dining table. The table was already set with a generous spread of fresh vegetables, oatmeal, toast, scrambled eggs, sausages, buttered croissants, and soft\u2013boiled eggs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI just prepared a few simple dishes, Mrs. Brennan. Are these to your taste?\u201d Jane had prepared breakfast according to Silas\u2018 preferences.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany smiled. \u201cThank you, Jane. Could you make me a cup of coffee tomorrow?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jane nodded. She figured that Bethany preferred western food, so she took a mental note of her preferences.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany could eat just about anything. In the past, she had simply gone along with Noah\u2019s preferences. However, no matter what was on the table, the first thing she reached for every morning was coffee.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas emerged from his bedroom in a robe. His hair was still slightly damp, and he carried a clean, fresh scent. It was the smell of his shampoo. It hit her then that the cool, cedar\u2013like scent she had noticed on him before was from his shampoo.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Noticing her sitting quietly at the table, taking small sips of her coffee, he couldn\u2019t help but smile. \u201cDoes it suit your taste? If it doesn\u2019t, just tell Jane. She can make almost anything, and she\u2019s quite good at it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jane chimed in, smiling, \u201cThat\u2019s right, Mrs. Brennan. Let\u2019s exchange numbers. You can just text me what you\u2019d like to eat each day.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
And just like that, Bethany had one more contact in her list.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After breakfast, she wanted to return to her room, but she thought that it would be a little rude for her to leave right away. So, she picked up a book on hotel management and sat on the couch to read. The soft clinking of cutlery, the faint sound of chewing, and the gentle rustle of pages as she curled up on the couch filled the room.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas wiped his mouth gracefully, stood up, and returned to his room to put on a white suit. He came back out holding two ties, one gray and one blue. \u201cI have a business dinner tonight. Which one do you think looks better?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany was startled and hurriedly set her book down. Pursing her lips, she studied the ties for a moment. \u201cThe gray one seems to match your gray\u2013blue suit better.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A smile crept onto his face. \u201cAlright. I\u2019ll wear this one then.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany waited for him to return to his room, yet he looked straight at her. He asked, \u201cAre you interested in management? You can\u2019t rely solely on what\u2019s contained in books.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Indeed, Bethany wanted to familiarize herself with hotel management. Recalling Silas\u2018 background, she mustered up the courage to ask, \u201cDo you have any courses you\u2019d recommend, Mr. Brennan?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mr. Brennan? The way she addressed him wasn\u2019t pleasant at all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas pressed his lips together into a thin line. \u201cWe\u2019re married now. The way you address me sounds too distant. My dad\u00a0<\/p>\n
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won\u2019t buy it. Why don\u2019t you call me by my name? \u2018Dear\u2018 works too.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
Morning light streamed in through the floor\u2013to\u2013ceiling windows, Illuminating her profile. Bethany wasn\u2019t sure if it was the sunlight or his words, but her ears flushed crimson.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stopped teasing her and changed the subject. \u201cManagement is easier when someone shows you the ropes. If you want to learn hotel management, I have a friend whose family runs hotels. I\u2019ll send you his contact later, and you can reach out to him whenever you have questions.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany nodded obediently.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His amused voice sounded above her head. \u201cCan you help me tie my tie as a reward, Mrs. Brennan?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her voice trembled slightly. \u201cO\u2013Of course.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas bent down and leaned closer. Heat rose to her cheeks as she took the tie, her fingers slipping around his neck. They were so close that she could feel his breath, and it almost felt as though they were about to kiss.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For a moment, the room was silent, save for the gentle rustling of fabric between them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas looked down at her, his eyes dark and unreadable. Noticing how practiced her movements were, a certain possibility flashed through his mind, and his gaze darkened. The faint joy he had felt disappeared in a heartbeat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany took a step back, widening the distance between them. \u201cThere, all done.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He hummed. \u201cThanks. I\u2019m heading to work. Call me if you need anything.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The amorous atmosphere between them vanished the moment his cold voice sounded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany smiled wryly. Silas liked men, and so, she shouldn\u2019t let her thoughts wander anymore.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Noah had been in a foul mood for the last few days. It had been three full days, and Bethany hadn\u2019t called or messaged him\u00a0<\/p>\n
once.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That slap was still burned into his mind. Since when had that little rabbit grown so bold?\u00a0<\/p>\n
A cold gleam flashed in his eyes as he ordered his assistant, Arthur Powell, \u201cLet it be known that whoever hires Bethany will be making an enemy of me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cUnderstood, Mr. Vazquez.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Noah exhaled a cloud of smoke. He almost looked forward to the day she would come crawling back to him after being rejected by every company out there.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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