All Chapters of Easy, Mr. Bigshot: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

Upon entering the living room, we were greeted by Jethro’s family, whose faces reflected deep concern. Raymond was sitting in the main set, the air around him solemn. Doris gazed at me with sharp displeasure while Connor had on an unreadable expression."There you are, Jethro. I was so worried about you." Doris hurried toward Jethro."Don’t be, I'm fine," Jethro assured her.Despite Doris’ coldness toward me, it was clear from the look in her eyes that she cared a lot for Jethro."Did you encounter the kidnappers? Are you hurt? Let me see," she anxiously inspected Jethro."Ow…" Jethro winced when she accidentally touched his wounded arm."What happened? What's wrong?" she exclaimed in alarm, immediately retracting her hand."Jethro got slashed by one of the thugs while rescuing me. We just came from the hospital," I explained."What? You were slashed? Are you all right, Jethro? Does the wound still hurt?" The concern in Doris’ eyes intensified, now mixed with tears."It's just

Seeing Jethro's slightly irritated expression, I realized he preferred not to dwell on this topic. He didn’t blame me, and the guilt I felt was mine alone. I lowered my head, embracing silence but still feeling uneasy.A series of unexpected events had unfolded around us ever since Jethro and I had met. It made me feel like a harbinger of misfortune."Jethro—”But before I could finish, I felt the warm touch of his lips on mine. My eyes widened, and my heart pounded with the sudden intimacy. At that moment, everything I wanted to say flew out of my mind.Jethro's handsome face was so close, and his deep, dark eyes drew me into their depths. His kiss, meant to quiet my concerns, was devoid of desire. Yet, it still made my heart race. Despite our time together, this proximity still set my nerves ablaze. They say you grow accustomed to someone with time, but each of Jethro's touches felt uniquely new and thrilling.When he finally pulled away, he said firmly, "Listen to me, Serena. J

"Still hesitant? Seems you're not motivated enough yet. Guess I'll just have to try harder," Jethro said mischievously."You jerk," I protested, my voice tinged with frustration. Jethro was cunningly using his physical needs and my desires to coerce me into submission."Just call me 'hubby’ and I’ll satisfy you. Come on..." he enticed, his breath warm against my ear.I shot him a defiant look, unwilling to yield. But I knew that if I didn’t do as he said, he wouldn’t satisfy me."If you refuse, I might just have to get dressed," Jethro lamented, rising and getting dressed. His actions suggested that he was serious about not fulfilling my desires.Finally, I caved and called out the term that Jethro wanted to hear."H-Hubby..."The word slipped out, my voice a mix of defeat and frustration. I felt a sense of self-contempt for yielding to my desires.Jethro stopped midway through dressing, visibly surprised and pleased when he heard me calling out."I didn't quite catch that. Sa

I knew a future with Mason was impossible, but I still didn't want to cause him pain.Jethro observed Mason with an inscrutable expression, his dark eyes giving nothing away. It was hard to decipher his thoughts."Your wound is bleeding. Let's get it bandaged to prevent any infections," I said, concerned that Jethro might blurt out something even more explicit.It seemed like Jethro, aware of Mason’s feelings for me, was intentionally provoking Mason. My previously friendly relationship with Mason was likely the prompt of some sort of response. Despite their brotherly bond, Jethro's pettiness wouldn't allow him to ignore my history with Mason. Jethro paused briefly, giving Mason a stare-down, before heading into the doctor's office.I went in as well, and I noticed Mason's lonely figure as I closed the door behind us. I sighed helplessly, feeling sorry for him, but all I could hope for was that he would move on.The doctor, a man in his mid-fifties, carefully examined Jethro's blo

In Mom's eyes, Sean was forever a child. Despite agreeing to let him work in the city, she couldn’t stop worrying about him."Sean’s an adult, Mom. He can handle basic chores on his own. There’s a washing machine and even a fridge in the apartment. It’ll all be very easy.” I sighed, feeling somewhat defeated.Mom's patience started wearing thin, and her tone became more threatening. "You've married into a wealthy family and are now living a life of luxury, enjoying everything from a silver platter. Can't you let your brother stay here even for a while? As the older sister living in such a luxurious house and enjoying such a comfortable life while your younger brother struggles in the city, what will people think of you if word gets out?”I felt a mix of anger and frustration. Mom’s demands were unreasonable. The villa belonged to Jethro, not me. I couldn't decide who stayed here, especially without Jethro's approval."Mom, please understand, this house is Jethro’s, not mine. I don'