Chapter 293: After Success, He Will Be a Real Man
“I heard a few words during breakfast,” Enrico replied casually.
“Just a few words, and you can analyze so much. It seems you’re almost ready to handle things on your own,” Paige said, though her smile was a bit forced.
His rapid growth surprised her, and unlike three years ago, he no longer clung to her. She feared that once the three-month deadline arrived, she’d have no reason to keep him by her side.
Hearing this, Enrico became interested. He sat up straight on the floor, his eyes glowing as he looked at her. “You’re saying I can return to the corporation?”
“You really want to go back?” Paige asked.
“How else can I deal with Jeremy?”
In this version of Enrico’s mind, revenge against Jeremy remained a top priority.
Paige nodded. “Be patient a little longer. In about two months, you’ll be able to return.”
“Alright.” Enrico nodded, but he was still thinking about the unfinished advanced video. He added, “Now, go ahead and get busy.”
“…”
Was he trying to get rid of her?
Paige looked at him. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen such a fiery light in his eyes, and perhaps she never would again.
One shouldn’t be too greedy, Paige reminded herself. She stood up from the floor, turned, and left. At the door, she glanced back, only to see Enrico eagerly reaching for his tablet once again.
Was he really just watching TV?
When she had first entered, it looked like he had been typing, chatting with someone. Could he have online friends now? A female friend?
Was it the growing mental age gap between them that made him feel they had difficulty communicating?
Paige had many questions but couldn’t voice them.
…
Later that night, Paige was jolted awake by a sudden sharp pain in her heart. She sat up in bed, a layer of cold sweat covering her forehead.
Looking into the darkness, she pressed her hand to her chest, rubbing it to ease the pain that had begun to wander. It wasn’t her own body that had an issue; it was Enrico. His emotions were in turmoil, far beyond the normal range, which wasn’t a good sign.
Realizing this, Paige grew alarmed. She quickly threw off her blanket and rushed barefoot to the adjacent room, reaching for the light switch.
The room was instantly illuminated.
On the large bed, there was a distinct lump under the blanket, the shape of a head clearly visible.
Paige stood silently for a few seconds. Feeling the dull ache in her chest, she didn’t hesitate. She strode forward and yanked the blanket away.
As the blanket was pulled back, Enrico quickly slapped his tablet shut. Lying prone on the bed, he tilted his head up, his handsome face showing a trace of panic. His earphones were barely hanging from his ears.
“…”
Paige stood by the bed, staring at him in shock. Dark circles from sleepless nights were evident under his eyes, his lips were slightly red, and his breathing seemed a bit off. She couldn’t help but ask, “Are you staying up late again watching TV?”
More intense than TV.
Enrico, still lying there, tried to steady his racing heart. He sat up, pulling the blanket over himself, and looked at her with a straight face. “Why are you pulling my blanket off in the middle of the night?”
He was still so defensive.
Paige stood there, sensing that the pain within her had started to subside. When Enrico stopped using the tablet, his emotions seemed to calm down. But what kind of show could cause such emotional turmoil?
Paige looked at him, growing more convinced that he wasn’t just watching TV. Maybe he was chatting with someone, possibly someone who made him feel very excited.
Faced with Enrico’s cold, dismissive gaze, Paige’s expression dimmed. She turned to leave.
He needed privacy.
Yes, he needed… Wait!
Paige suddenly spun back around and reached for the tablet. Enrico immediately dove to press it down, looking at her with a defensive glare.
“Give it to me. I need to know what you’ve been doing lately.” Paige shot him a glare, using all her strength to grab the tablet.
“No!” Enrico glared back, lying on the bed, tightly clutching the tablet to his chest.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.
“…”
She wasn’t going to give up until she figured out why he’d been acting so strange.
Paige climbed onto the bed, determined to wrest the tablet from his grasp. Enrico, panicking at her relentlessness, tried to push her away, unaware that Paige was just pretending.
With a quick move, she twisted one of his arms behind him, pinning it to the bed. Enrico, in pain, tried to pull away, but Paige smirked and used her other hand to snatch the tablet.
Enrico, realizing what was happening, immediately forgot about the pain and scrambled to grab it back. But Paige had already managed to spin the tablet in her hand.
She pressed down on his arm while turning the device on.
He had changed the password.
Fine, she’d have it hacked.
“Paige! Give it back!” Enrico, like an enraged beast, grabbed her as she moved to leave. He lunged forward, pinning her down on the bed. The look in his eyes was ferocious, like he was about to devour her.
Lying on the bed, Paige clutched the tablet to her chest, looking up at his furious eyes. Her heart chilled. “Do you really not want me to see your tablet? What are you hiding from me?”
“You said you wouldn’t keep me locked up, but now you’re even questioning me about what I watch. How is this any different from being imprisoned?”
Enrico hovered over her, glaring fiercely, his entire body trembling with anger and frustration.
If she saw what he was watching, she’d surely ask why. Then she’d know about his… strange reactions to her.
He reached for the tablet, his fingers brushing something soft.
After watching hours of “advanced videos,” Enrico immediately knew what he had touched. His body froze, and the images from the videos flooded his mind. Looking down, he saw Paige lying quietly beneath him, her neckline slightly loosened from their struggle, revealing pale skin along the edge. As she breathed, the soft curve under his fingers moved up and down.
Just like in the video…
“…”
Enrico’s gaze lingered on her light-colored lips, his mouth suddenly dry, his ears burning.
Should he test out the skills he’d just learned?
If he mastered them, he’d be a real man.
“…”
Paige, having grown accustomed to his once-predatory gaze, now only saw annoyance in his eyes.
Imprisonment.
He thought she was imprisoning him. In his mind, was she no different from how he used to be?
Though she had always cared for him, she had never liked how he treated her like a caged bird.
Enrico propped himself up with one hand beside her, the other still poised as if to grab the tablet. His eyes darkened as he slowly lowered his head toward her lips.
Paige’s heart suddenly ached. Why was his mood swinging again? Was he angry? Just as she was thinking this, urgent knocking interrupted them.
“Miss, something’s happened!” Angie’s anxious voice came from outside.