Falling into Her Trap: Don't Cross the Line, Mr. President-Chapter 139: But Ethan Isn’t Just Anyone

Ethan Blackwood had heard that kind of voice many times, Claire Shaw was generally very indifferent in front of outsiders.

Even in front of Mia Hughes, she wouldn’t reveal her vulnerable side.

Her ability to make that kind of sound meant that this man was someone she truly trusted.

Before coming, Ethan Blackwood had already investigated and found out that Jade Jameson was a very important teacher to her, and even influenced her entrance into this industry.

Raising a boy alone, Hayden Quinn, who had gone abroad to study many years ago, just recently returned to the country.

It seems that besides being a teacher, Hayden Quinn is also a very special presence to her!

Ethan Blackwood strode into the room and saw Claire Shaw sitting on the bed. There was a person crouched beside her, holding her ankle with one hand and applying medicine with a cotton swab in the other.

Upon seeing him, the girl’s previously pained expression instantly brightened up, her dark pupils lit up, and she sweetly called out, "Ethan."

Ethan Blackwood felt his heart settle, managed his expression, and naturally moved closer to her.

"I came over after work to pick you up, this is..." Ethan Blackwood asked proactively.

"He’s my childhood neighbor Hayden Quinn, Hayden, he’s the boyfriend I’ve mentioned to you, Ethan Blackwood."

Claire Shaw’s straightforward introduction made Ethan Blackwood very satisfied; he crouched down, "Thank you for taking care of my Ms. Shaw, but as for applying medicine, let me do it, so you don’t have to trouble yourself."

Hayden Quinn wore a smile at the corner of his mouth but couldn’t hide the coldness in his eyes, "Mr. Blackwood, I’m a doctor, in this aspect of applying medicine, you might not be as professional as me. Besides, letting the little fox get so badly injured is negligence on your part as her boyfriend."

He did not retreat, and Ethan Blackwood clearly felt the man’s provocation, which was in stark contrast to his outward elegance.

Claire Shaw, with the stance of a mother hen protecting her chick, explained, "It’s nothing to do with Ethan, I got injured accidentally. Hayden, don’t say that. He’s already feeling very guilty."

Hayden Quinn, with a tone of exasperation towards her lack of self-worth, said, "Little fox, look at you looking so cheap, have you forgotten how I used to teach you? Don’t ever think you’re at fault, think about whether it’s someone else’s fault, all mistakes are someone else’s mistakes."

That statement immediately drew him closer to Claire Shaw, proving their past relationship was quite deep.

However, Claire Shaw grumbled, "But Ethan isn’t someone else."

Ethan Blackwood took the cotton swab from Hayden’s hand with the posture of a victor, "You heard that, I’m not someone else."

Hayden Quinn was blocked and couldn’t say a word.

Claire Shaw noticed that he wasn’t happy, and smiled in an appeasing manner, "Hayden, let Ethan do it, he’s more familiar with this kind of thing."

"Okay."

Hayden Quinn gave way, watching as the suited tall man knelt on one knee, resting Claire Shaw’s foot on his solid thigh.

Knowing the girl was afraid of pain, he even leaned down and gently blew on her foot while applying medicine, "Baby, bear with it."

Hayden Quinn silently exited the room.

Claire Shaw looked at the sky, "Why did you get off work so early?"

Ethan Blackwood applied the ointment, carefully wrapped it with bandages, tied a pretty bow on her instep, and then looked up at her with tenderness, "I was thinking about you."

Claire Shaw blushed all over at his words, "Didn’t we just part this morning?"

"I still miss you, every moment I’m thinking of you."

Ethan Blackwood slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping across the nostalgic room, even spotting a shabby doll by the bedside.

Just a glance and he understood the other’s intentions for Claire Shaw, trying to play the old affection card.

During Claire Shaw’s most helpless times, he occupied a very important position in her heart.

Just a little more stirring, and Claire would inevitably have special feelings for him.

Just like hearing a song that once made you cry twenty years ago, you wouldn’t be indifferent, but rather emotionally stirred up.

It’s a knife named ’Sentiment’, a soft blade cutting into the softest part of your heart, making it hard to ignore.

Ethan Blackwood leaned closer towards Claire Shaw.

Since he’s using sentiment as a cage, breaking the situation is not impossible.

Then let Claire Shaw’s mind, heart, and body be filled with only his presence, so she’d have no time to care about others.

Claire Shaw faced Ethan Blackwood’s sudden closeness, her bare feet suspended in the air, her palm supporting the bedside.

Her big eyes blinked, looking extremely innocent.

How could such a delightful girl not attract the attention of a hungry wolf?

"Ethan, why, why are you so close to me?"

Ethan Blackwood caught her slender wrist, right hand lifted her chin, his eyes tender as water, "Because I want to kiss you."

Claire Shaw’s pupils enlarged, "No, this is Mr. Jameson’s... mmm—"

Hayden Quinn stood at the door, and a glance revealed the scene of a tall man covering and indulging in the little girl beneath him.

The picture was intimate yet enchanting, like a knife stabbing deeply into his heart.

As if sensing his gaze, Ethan Blackwood glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

It was a warning from a male marking his territory, declaring this female was his!