My Husband, Warm The Bed

Her words rang true. Levi knew that his father really enjoyed his mother's company. However, the thought that he would have the same fate as Neil one day frightened him. In other words, Levi was still unsure about his feelings towards Monique.

"Young Master Brown, I have already done my best. Only you can decide what path you want to take. Nobody can help you with this matter." Marilyn finished her sentence and left before Levi could make a response.

"Why is falling in love so troublesome?!" Levi sighed in annoyance." He used to hang out with lots of beautiful women and regarded them as his girlfriends. Whenever he was in high spirits, he would ask them out and whenever he was upset, they would accompany him. Life was much easier back then.

When he needed them, they would appear. Nevertheless, they've never interfered with his personal life. Life was peaceful until he met Monique. He kept thinking of her no matter what he did and he was no longer interested in other women.

D*mn it!

He was in a huge dilemma. He pondered the matter, but he still could not wrap his head around it. Why on earth did he fall for Monique?

Forget it. He wouldn't think about it anymore. Once he was discharged from the hospital, he would look for more beauties and try his best to forget about Monique.

Once she left the ward, Marilyn took out her phone and made a call. She said cheekily, "Little Julien, how do you plan to thank me for helping you when I just got off the plane?"

Julien's pleasant voice rang. "Marilyn, my lovely cousin, I was planning to treat you to a meal for your hard work, but perhaps I have decided against it considering that you just called me 'Little Julien'." "You are a year younger than me. What's wrong with calling you Little Julien?" Marilyn paused as realization dawned on her. "Oh...I know. You must be reluctant to leave your wife and child alone at home. That's why you don't wish to see me."

Julien chuckled. "Indeed, I do not wish to see you, but my parents are not in town now. I don't think I have a choice. Wait there. I'll send someone over to pick you up right away."

Marilyn gave a dismissive wave of her hand and responded, "This is my first time here. I want to have a look around Chatterton Town. You don't need to send anyone over. Just give me the address. Once I'm done, I'll hail a cab home."

After that, Marilyn ended the call without waiting for a response. She was indeed quite overbearing, probably because she had been hanging around men with formidable tempers for the past few years. Julien hung up the phone. It happened that Vanessa, who had brought him a document to be signed, overheard the conversation. She was a little jealous and said sourly, "Who called you? You were so gentle to her. You never speak to me in that manner!"

Noticing that she was jealous, Julien was over the moon. He stifled a laugh and responded, "It's working hours, we should not discuss personal matters and we should keep our distance, didn't you mention tha before? Do I need to report to you before I talk to anyone else?"

Vanessa was already in a bad mood when he overheard the conversation. Her irritation flared when she heard what he said. She leveled a glare at him, dissatisfaction on her face as she warned, "Julien Glover Kyle! Don't you dare to order me around. I'll teach you a lesson if you dare to provoke me."

Julien shook his head and sighed. "Women really change once they are married. You used to call me Mr. Kyle, but now you often shout my full name so fiercely!"

Vanessa flung the document on his desk and retorted indignantly, "Yes, I am not gentle, and I don't understand what you want. Go and look for that gentle and compassionate woman. I'll sleep with Lawrie tonight. You can sleep alone in the living room once you return."

Seeing that Vanessa was fuming mad, Julien knew that she was not thinking rationally. He stretched out his arms and pulled her into an embrace. "How can you doubt me when you did not listen to the full conversation?"

Vanessa struggled to push him away, but it was in vain. "What do you mean? Let go of me, or I'll give you a piece of my mind."

"Did you listen to the entire conversation?" Vanessa entered just as he was about to end the call. It was apparent that she did not hear him addressing Marilyn as his cousin. "The woman talking to me just now was my cousin, Marilyn Ken! My Uncle George's daughter." "Your cousin?" Vanessa flushed with embarrassment, but she still looked skeptical. "Why didn't you tell me about her before?"

"It's a long story. I'll tell you everything when we have time in the future." Julien hugged her tightly. God, he could smell her sweet scent. He couldn't help but lower his head to give her a peck on the cheek but Vanessa stopped him in the nick of time. "We are in the office, don't mess around."

Exasperated, Julien let go of her. He sighed, "This is incredulous. A secretary can reprimand her boss, yet, the boss can't even kiss her. This is unfair."

Vanessa rolled her eyes and sniggered. "Mr. Kyle, don't make yourself look pathetic. Sign this document quickly."

Julien laughed and picked up the document. He signed it and handed it over to her. He instructed, "Go and get your stuff. You are going somewhere with me later."

Vanessa asked, "Is it a date or work?"

Julien pulled a long face and replied, "As a secretary, you must remember to carry out my orders whether it is for business or personal matters. You can't refuse it or you might be made redundant." Vanessa was flabbergasted!

Why did she never realize that he could be so unreasonable in the past?

However, he was right. After all, he was the President. She was just a secretary who must obey his orders. Otherwise, she would have a hard time... especially in bed at night.