the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart

Chapter 1162: If Leah Doesn’t Sound Nice, Should I Call You Baby?

the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart

Chapter 1162: If Leah Doesn’t Sound Nice, Should I Call You Baby?

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Chapter 1162: Chapter 1162: If Leah Doesn’t Sound Nice, Should I Call You Baby?

Because the two of them had agreed that they would return to Switzerland after the eighth day of the new lunar year, although the old lady felt a bit reluctant for them to go so far away, she thought it was better than her grandson living a reclusive life in a small cabin all these years.

Seeing that he and Leah were now spending so much time together, she was very pleased. Early on, she asked Sister Zhao to pack some pickled vegetables and chili sauce, things not available abroad, and then called Richard Shaw for a talk.

Leah saw that their conversation wouldn’t end anytime soon. After playing with Casimir Shaw for a while, she went back to her room to sleep.

In the midst of a dazed sleep, she felt a man getting into bed, bringing with him a fresh scent from just having bathed, and he passionately kissed her as soon as he got in.

Since that time on Chinese New Year’s Eve, the two hadn’t been intimate. They would just chat under the covers, and because of what Leah said that afternoon, Richard Shaw was still feeling a bit heated and couldn’t help but feel a desire.

Like a traveler on the verge of dying of thirst suddenly discovering an oasis in the desert, he could only hold her tightly, feeling her presence dispel the lonely and icy nights of the past years.

Leah was awakened by his kiss, seeing him unable to control his emotions. Before she could speak, she felt the man enter her with fiery passion, her eyes widening sharply, letting out a soft moan. This time, she clearly felt something different about him.

Last time he wasn’t this impatient, but this kind of decisive pursuit was indeed very much in line with his character.

"Leah, Leah~" he called her name in a deep, husky voice, repeating like a chant in her ear.

Leah was overwhelmed with shame from his calling, coupled with a bittersweet sensation and indescribable pleasure filling her heart, leaving her speechless. It was a while before she snapped back to reality, and she said angrily, "Richard Shaw, stop calling me." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

"Don’t like it? Should I use another name?" The man, in a critical moment, his voice heavily hoarse, sweat dripping from his handsome and stern face, half in pleasure, half in agony, thought she was annoyed. He was always afraid of being too abrupt with her, possibly causing her displeasure, so he hadn’t even given her a nickname before.

"Grace?" he asked in a low tone, his scorching kisses falling on her fair skin, not stopping his actions, only his voice being tender and low, "Baby? Ruby? Leah?"

The man rattled off over ten names, and Leah gritted her teeth, intermittently saying, "Whatever you... like... is fine."

They carried on late into the night before falling asleep.

Leah could hardly believe it, how could a man who had been paralyzed for so long be so vigorous? She felt like her back was about to break.

The next morning, Leah seemed a bit low in spirits. Seeing this, Richard Shaw felt a bit remorseful, remembering that she had her last surgery only last year and needed to maintain her health over the years. In the future, he should restrain himself and ensure she gets the nourishment she needs.

In the following days, the man was in great spirits, treating people and things with a gentle demeanor. On the eve of returning to Switzerland, Hawk Howard gave him a call, inviting him out to meet.

Richard Shaw recalled how on the fourth day of the new lunar year, Hawk Howard met Leah behind his back, which roused a bit of anger in him. He pondered that he would soon take Leah back to Switzerland, and since back then Griffith Squire had done a lot to help Leah establish a perfect identity, the Military District might be able to look into it, but not necessarily Hawk Howard. Keeping that man in the Imperial City was an eyesore; better to send him off to the United States.

With this thought in mind, Richard Shaw agreed.

No specific place was decided for the meeting. Richard Shaw went to the Howard Family house, taking the opportunity to check on Ignatius Leclair and Benjamin Leclair. This time, after going to Switzerland, he would only return once there was news from Griffith Squire or his marriage to Leah Squire was settled.

Benjamin Leclair had stayed with the Howard Family throughout the whole Spring Festival. After Chinese New Year’s Eve, now a year older, Benjamin’s little face became even more exquisite and cute, although he hadn’t grown taller at all. When Richard Shaw arrived at the Howard Family house, he saw little Benjamin wearing a small floral dress with a fluffy white jacket over it, dressing her pet bunny under the corridor.

"Daddy, Uncle Shaw is here~"

Seeing him, Benjamin gave a sweet smile and clutched her little bunny, toddling off to find Ignatius Leclair.

Upon reaching the Howard Family house, Richard Shaw first visited the old lady of the Howard Family, performing the customary new year’s greeting, then strolled out to the courtyard with Ignatius Leclair, leisurely chatting about family matters.

"Your daughter is truly well-behaved and adorable." Over the years, Richard Shaw had grown fonder of girls, especially after seeing Ignatius’s little daughter, so sweet and beautiful, he felt even more eager to have one of his own.

"Benjamin Leclair is both well-behaved and cute?" Ignatius Leclair raised an eyebrow, observing Benjamin, who sat quietly on a small stool, changing clothes for her bunny, perhaps Richard Shaw had only seen her angelic side, missing her devilish one.

"Even if you and Leah Squire wish for a child, she likely wouldn’t be like my daughter." Leah’s nature is to detest evil fiercely, and her daughter would probably share that temperament, unlikely to be as calm as Delphine Carter.

The handsome, dignified man slightly frowned, dismissing that name from his mind, coolly saying, "Caspian Howard has probed me, seemingly thinking Leah Squire is your ex-wife."

Ignatius Leclair, having family ties with the Howard Family, found it natural for Hawk Howard to seek him out.

"I came today because of this," Richard Shaw said, feeling quite troubled. Caspian Howard had always been inescapable; discovering Crystal Landon wasn’t dead, he might not continue to silently guard but rather present new challenges, otherwise why arrange a meeting? Besides, there was an old case between the Shaw Family and the Cox Family.

Richard Shaw sensed a precarious feeling.

"Anyone with a brain could guess. Even if you beguile Caspian Howard further, he might not relent, and the old lady said Little Fourth is rather stubborn." Ignatius Leclair smirked coldly, realizing only now that not only Richard Shaw had fallen for that woman, but Caspian Howard too, no wonder the old lady mentioned he had returned from the United States due to heartache.

From an early age, Hawk Howard lived in the United States and rarely came back to the Imperial City, so although they were relatives, there was hardly any interaction.

Over the years, he realized he had missed a lot of intrigue in the Imperial City.

"Actually, you can’t keep a secret forever. From the day I discovered they were siblings, I was mentally prepared. These years were but a stolen, pleasurable time. I will explain things clearly to Caspian Howard, but what about you? Do you plan to always bring up Benjamin on your own?" Richard Shaw asked quietly, the beads on his wrist being rubbed until they gleamed.

Currently, Richard Shaw’s life was delightful, especially with a harmonious sex life, making him naturally concerned about Ignatius’s affairs.

Seeing the spring triumph that couldn’t be concealed in Richard Shaw’s eyes, Ignatius Leclair found it annoying, suspecting he came to see Caspian as an excuse, truthfully showing off his happiness perhaps?

Ignatius Leclair smirked coldly. He hadn’t even signed the divorce papers yet. The old Richard Shaw, a widower, dared flaunt his love before him?

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