Falling into Her Trap: Don't Cross the Line, Mr. President-Chapter 113: Ethan

Claire Shaw felt quite overwhelmed, this man knew exactly what would make her fall for him.

Because her body only responded to him, so exaggerated that just a glance, a slight touch could send her thoughts astray.

"I, can I call you something else?" Claire contemplated the names he called her.

Baby, Little Claire, Luna, she also wanted a unique pet name.

"What name?"

Claire leaned close to his ear, her voice was soft and gentle, with a touch of shy meaning: "Ethan, do you like it?"

Their eyes met, filled with tender affection.

"I like it."

Only then did Claire escape from the ordeal, when she sat back down, her body was already numb.

She felt that her entire being was soaked in the rich scent of his woodsy cologne, which seemed like a deadly drug to her.

If not for the fact they were about to go to the hospital, she really wanted to take him home immediately, pull the curtains, and push him onto her bed.

It seemed that the quality of the bed in the apartment was average, the legs had some issues, she was fine sleeping on it alone, but if someone else joined, it might make suggestive creaking sounds.

Lost in her fantasy, Claire had already arrived at the hospital.

She glanced at Ethan Blackwood from the corner of her eye, he was already hers, was she still worried this seducer would run away?

Once she got him home, wouldn’t it be up to her to manipulate him?

Claire snapped back to reality, carrying the large bags out of the car.

The man parked the car, then took all the items from her hands.

"They’re not heavy, it’s okay," Claire argued.

He didn’t explain much, "I’ll carry them."

Walking with him, Claire felt a sense of security.

In the grocery store, someone always carried the heavy items for her, and while walking, he always kept her on the inside.

This guy sometimes looked rough yet had a very meticulous and considerate mind.

They went to a private hospital under The Blackwood Family, which had excellent privacy.

Before entering the room, they heard violin music, but it was intermittent and not played well, it seemed like a beginner.

Ethan Blackwood pushed open the door, and Claire saw the boy playing the violin.

The boy spoke up, "Mr. Blackwood, close the door... Ms. Shaw! Why are you here?"

Mason Blackwood’s eyes lit up, he thrust the violin into Ethan’s hands and immediately rushed into Claire’s arms, she hugged him tightly.

"Careful." She smiled gently.

It turned out the father and son privately interacted like buddies, even calling him Mr. Blackwood.

Mason’s face was full of joy, "Ms. Shaw, have you eaten? Shall I have someone prepare food for you?"

"No need, I’m not hungry."

"Then have some water, I’ll pour you a glass."

"That’s not necessary either."

Mason was so happy and flustered, he held Claire’s hand introducing, "This is my younger sister, you’ve met her once before, she’s Chloe Blackwood, Chloe, this is the Ms. Shaw I’ve told you about many times."

Chloe’s skin was snow-white, appearing slightly sickly, she had thick black hair, her face was quite delicate.

Although she didn’t resemble Ethan Blackwood, Chloe’s mother’s features were more delicate and refined.

So Ethan Blackwood used to like the gentle and demure type of woman?

Chloe’s gaze towards Claire was still cold, it’s hard to imagine such a look from a little girl.

"Chloe, my name is Claire Shaw, like the bright moon." Claire gave a gentle smile, trying to connect with the child, avoiding a superior introduction.

The girl’s gaze was indifferent, with no reaction.

"She’s just like this, don’t mind her," Ethan explained.

"It’s fine." Claire had encountered many difficult children in her career, even Mason had become better little by little with her help.

Ethan intended to say something when a call came, he gestured to Claire that he’d answer, walking while speaking, "Dead?"

The door closed, leaving Claire unable to hear the rest.

Chloe stared coldly at her, after Ethan left, her look at Claire was filled with undisguised disgust.

From the first meeting, Claire felt it, but she couldn’t understand if Chloe felt this way towards everyone or only towards her?

Claire took out the carefully selected gifts, "Chloe, I don’t know what you would like, I bought some toys, you can tell me your preferences, I..."

Before she could finish, Chloe suddenly swept the gifts aside, scattering them all over the floor.

Glaring at Claire, she said word by word, "I wish for you and my dad, someone as lowly as you does not deserve him! Understand?"

Claire initially thought her gaze was venomous, but the words coming from her mouth were more savage.

Clearly, Claire had just started with Ethan, Chloe’s reaction seemed too intense.

Could it be that some women tried to please Ethan before her, leaving psychological scars on the children?

Claire was usually patient with children, she didn’t mind.

Conversely, Mason was furious, "Sister, what are you doing? Apologize to Ms. Shaw!"

Chloe shot a cold glance at him, "What, do you want this woman to be our mother? Mason Blackwood, don’t forget whose son you are!"

"Chloe, I think you might have misunderstood, I..." Claire tried to resolve the awkward atmosphere.

The other smiled coldly, "Misunderstanding? Ms. Shaw, aren’t you approaching me to be our mother? You better know your place, a mere pheasant can’t become a phoenix, trying to please me? In your dreams!"

Her words grew increasingly unpleasant, she was merely a nearly six-year-old, yet had maturity beyond her years.

Claire took a deep breath, it seemed Chloe had a strong opinion about her, she can’t reveal her matter with Ethan for now, lest she upset the girl’s heart, Claire can’t bear the responsibility.

"I came to see you today, with no intention of being your mother, just to check on you, if you don’t like these toys, I won’t buy them anymore."

"You think I don’t know? The money for the toys still came from my dad, you’re just a dirty woman using your face to seduce men..."

The more Claire listened, the more she felt wrong, why did Chloe, a young princess raised in seclusion, sound like a market hag whenever she spoke about seducing men?

"Sister! Don’t speak anymore." Mason was anxious.

He quickly rushed to Claire’s arms, "Ms. Shaw, don’t listen to her, my sister is ill! Don’t take it seriously."

Claire patted Mason’s head, "It’s okay, maybe Chloe doesn’t want to see me now, take good care of her."

With troubled kids, it takes time, Chloe showed a lot of hostility, Claire decided to take a step back.

However, Chloe wasn’t planning to let Claire off, like a child from a horror film, her eyes fixated on Claire, "Bitch, I warn you, stay away from my dad! Or I won’t let you off!"

Ethan Blackwood pushed the door open, sensing something was amiss upon entering.

"What’s going on?" he asked in a softened voice.

Chloe pointed at Claire’s face, "Dad, I hate this woman, make her leave!"