Chapter 73
Naomi stared at Brendan in confusion. What was he doing? She’d thought he was about to draft the divorce papers. Brendan’s forceful kiss pushed her back a few steps, sending her onto the soft bed. He held her wrists, pinning her down, and whispered, “Naomi, no matter how you put it, you simply want me to visit more often, don’t you? You’re trying to strengthen our relationship, aren’t you?”
Naomi asked, “Is that illegal?”
Brendan breathed warmly into her ear. “I’ll fulfill your request.” He kissed her lips again, passionately. As he kissed her fervently, Naomi recalled Chloe making him lunch, their visit to the cemetery, and his feelings for Sophia.
“Naomi, you won’t know if those fortune-teller’s words are true or false unless you try. Why do you have to limit yourself?”
“You can forget about having children.”
That night, Naomi didn’t respond to Brendan’s unusual initiative. She contemplated whether she truly wanted a child with him. Even if they divorced and he had children with someone else, would she be content as a single mother, allowing him to find happiness elsewhere? She suddenly realized her mindset had changed without her realizing it. Over the past few months, she had even considered parting ways with him several times.
Thinking this over, Naomi pushed Brendan away. “I’m not in the mood today.” Despite her thoughts about having a child—completing what could be the most significant task in her life—she couldn’t force herself. Besides, given Brendan’s temperament, he might give her medication in the morning. Then she would truly regret it.
Brendan held her chin. “I thought you wanted my help with the project?”
Naomi chuckled. “Brendan, do you think I’m useless without your help? Besides, I’m afraid you might discover something.”
Brendan disliked that comment. His expression changed immediately. Seeing his reaction, Naomi quickly opened the bedroom door. “I’ll sleep in the next room. Sweet dreams. May you have no wet dreams.” She made a quick exit.
Inside the room, Brendan’s expression was sour. He tried to chase after her, but Naomi had already locked the door.
The following morning, Brendan woke with a solemn expression. Naomi had already left for her law firm. His mood darkened, and he went to work without breakfast.
Meanwhile, at the Sabella Mansion, Clement learned that Goodwin Corporation hadn’t reduced the project budget; instead, they’d raised the quality of materials to a higher grade at the same price. Clement’s expression darkened. He could either give up or accept the project at a loss by raising the material grade. He never thought Dennis would be so ruthless.
Henry looked at Goodwin Corporation’s project budget and chuckled softly. “It seems Dennis isn’t even sparing his own people now. He’s openly challenging us.”