Chapter 420: Chapter 420

Simon Rhodes insisted, "Speak quickly."

Susan Wilde smiled, but silent tears slipped down, soaking into the pillow as she held his hand with more force.

"I won’t leave anymore, go to sleep."

Only then was he satisfied, holding her tightly as he fell asleep.

Susan Wilde lay stiff in his arms, unable to sleep for a long time...

She was woken up the next day by the ringing of his phone.

A barrage of calls urged him on, clearly many matters awaited his handling.

After answering a few calls and giving some instructions, he turned off his phone.

After breakfast, he took her out as promised.

The morning light was just right, gentle and serene.

Susan Wilde sat in the passenger seat, switched to a country music track, the lively tune considerably improving her mood.

Watching the scenery outside the window, gradually leaving the bustling city behind.

In certain moments, she felt like the world only consisted of the two of them.

If only it were so, it would be wonderful.

By the time they reached the seaside, it was already noon.

This place was not a tourist zone, and there was no one on the coast.

The car drove along the road to the front of the villa.

Going down the stairs on the side of the villa led directly to the beach.

"It’s hot now, let’s go out to play in the evening," Simon Rhodes said to Susan Wilde, who stood at the top of the stairs.

Susan Wilde glanced back at him, smiled, and then leaned on the railing of the stairs, feeling the warm sea breeze and looking at the sea mirroring the sky.

Simon Rhodes smiled dotingly and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch after shedding his jacket.

In the seaside villa, isolated from the world outside.

She wished she could stay in such a place forever with the one she loved.

Susan Wilde touched the hair blown onto her face by the sea breeze and tucked it behind her ear, then turned around and went inside.

The kitchen was open-plan; as soon as she entered, she saw him in a white shirt, sleeves rolled up, expertly frying steak at the counter.

"Take a break, it will be ready soon."

"Do you need my help?"

Simon Rhodes nodded with a smile, then handed her a grape, "Help me taste this."

Susan Wilde curled her eyes, opened her mouth, and bit down, "Very sweet."

Simon Rhodes handed her the plate with grapes and gestured toward the couch in the living room with his chin, "Go sit there and eat, don’t eat too much, dinner is soon."

Such leisurely and plain life would soon become something she dared not hope for again.

In the afternoon, the two of them lay on a white round bed, a whole wall made of glass, bringing the seascape outside into full view.

With a window open, the sea breeze blew in, stirring the white gauze curtains gently.

Upon waking, it was already sunset outside the window,

Susan Wilde looked up at Simon Rhodes, who was leaning against the headboard reading, and asked, "Do you think I’m like a siren disrupting court affairs? Turning you into a foolish ruler."

Simon Rhodes put down the book in his hand, gazed at her post-nap state, and laughed softly, "Then we better hurry to have a child to inherit the throne, or I’m afraid I can’t hold onto this kingdom."

Susan Wilde asked him, "Do you prefer a boy or a girl?"

Simon Rhodes: "I like any child born by you, but if I had to choose, I’d hope for a girl."

Susan Wilde smiled and lowered her eyes slightly, pursing her lips, and started unbuttoning his shirt.

Simon Rhodes indulged her actions, even feeling slightly surprised.

"Didn’t we say to wait until after marriage?"

Susan Wilde smiled faintly, "Anyway, I’ll always be yours."

On hearing this, Simon Rhodes felt a fire rising in his heart, suddenly feeling a bit hot.

She had taken the initiative, leaving him unable to restrain himself.

Clothes scattered messily on the floor, the yellow hue of the sunset tingeing the sea with an amorous color.

"... This is my first time," she said very softly, her voice even trembling a little.

Simon Rhodes was taken aback and then said gently, "I don’t mind."

Susan Wilde: "Really."

Simon Rhodes affectionately tucked the damp strands of hair at her temple behind her ear, his voice hoarse, "I believe you." This content belongs to novel•fire.net

The more he was , the more she felt in debt, even though it wasn’t her fault, she still hoped to give him her whole self.

There was no bright red left on the sheets, yet he cherished her even more.

Tender and loving, unwilling to see her frown even a little.

Yet, she still left tears behind.

Outside the window, it was completely dark, Simon Rhodes carried her out from the bathroom and laid her on the bed, "What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever you make is fine."

Simon Rhodes chuckled, "I think I need to take some time to learn more about cooking, otherwise you’ll get tired of it always being my cooking."

Now, when Susan Wilde heard the word "future", she felt a sourness in her nose; she turned her back, pulling up the blanket to cover herself, muffling herself, "You go quickly, I’m very hungry."

"Okay, you rest for a bit, I’ll call you when it’s ready."

As she heard his footsteps walking away, tears surged out instantly.

Susan Wilde tightly covered her mouth with her hand, sobbing silently.

She got up and went into the bathroom, washing her face repeatedly with water, tears wiped away by the water, only to fall again, she tried hard to control her emotions.

Not daring at all to think about the future they had once painted together.

In front of the mirror, she pulled a smile at the corners of her mouth, adjusted her feelings and smile, took a deep breath, and then walked out of the bathroom.

She found him and said, "Go back tomorrow morning. I want to stay here a few more days."

Simon Rhodes paused for a moment and said, "Come back with me, then when there’s time, I’ll bring you here to stay for a while."

Susan Wilde shook her head, "It’ll be a mess when I go back now. You handle those things yourself, I’ll stay here and wait for you to finish, then come pick me up."

Simon Rhodes thought about it and agreed, going back now, in that place, it was inevitable to hear all kinds of rumors; it was better for her to stay here temporarily, wait until the situation cooled down, and when he’d dealt with his matters, he’d come to pick her up.

"Then I’ll call Mrs. Morgan to come take care of you."

Susan Wilde nodded, "Okay."

She acted as naturally as possible in front of him, so he wouldn’t notice anything unusual.

At night, she still couldn’t sleep, picked up her phone that had been off all day, opened Weibo, and saw the news still trending.

Compared to the previous discussions on their relationship issues, today there were more reports about the damage caused to Sterling Group.

Even though Simon Rhodes clarified in person, many clients and partners still weren’t convinced.

In terms of emotion, Simon Rhodes’s actions could be seen as daring.

But it was precisely because of his words and deeds that people in business were wary of trusting him, feeling he let love get to his head, no longer the business prodigy he used to be.

A report analyzed the impact of these past few days on both The Rhodes Group and the entire business world, the losses far exceeded Susan Wilde’s imagination.

Another analysis suggested that if Simon Rhodes insisted on being with Susan Wilde, he might find it hard to regain public trust, and the impact on Sterling Group was only the beginning.