All Chapters of Easy, Mr. Bigshot: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

I yearned to confront Jethro, to demand why he was here and not with the other woman. Yet, I couldn't bring myself to voice these thoughts. Deep down, I feared that pushing too hard might extinguish any hope of mending things between us. It pained me to admit, but my feelings for Jethro have grown beyond my expectations.Betrayal was something I always thought I’d never tolerate, thinking that if Jethro ever betrayed me, I’d leave without hesitation. But faced with the reality, I found myself hesitating. The thought of leaving him was unbearable."Betrayal? Have you lost your mind, Serena?" Jethro's voice betrayed his impatience, his expression a mix of confusion and rising temper."Yes, I've lost my mind. Do you know what I regret the most, Jethro? Falling in love with you!" I uttered in a fit of frustration and pain to vent my bottled-up feelings.I had already experienced betrayal with Liam, a memory that remains vividly painful. Being betrayed was my greatest fear, and I had ne

Through the rearview mirror, I caught Mason's discreet smile. His mood was visibly lifted, likely because of his sister’s return. The once tense air I shared with Mason dissolved into comfort, thanks to Freya's lively chatter."How did you ever melt the ice around Jethro's heart, Rina? He's always been so cold around women," Freya asked, her eyes reflecting genuine curiosity about my relationship with Jethro.Her interest drew a half-hearted smile from me. Recounting how Jethro and I met would probably earn disdain from anyone who heard it. I couldn't possibly disclose that I initially got involved with his cousin as a form of revenge against my cheating ex-boyfriend or to help cover my father's 30,000-dollar surgery bills. Both situations were too embarrassing to admit. I lowered my head, grappling with how to reply.Mason glanced at me through the mirror and gently reprimanded, "Fae, can you stop being so nosy? Seems like you've honed your gossiping skills abroad more than anythin

As the conversation turned to our child, a deep sigh escaped me. Despite lingering uncertainties, Jethro's promise to prevent any recurrence reassured me. Holding onto past issues wouldn't benefit our future together, so I decided to let the matter go. However, I was determined to not allow anything similar to happen again."Jethro, all I wish is for our child to live happily. That’s all that matters to me," I said, meeting his gaze with heartfelt earnestness."There won’t be a repeat of such an incident," Jethro confirmed, his embrace tightening, his voice filled with conviction.Since I had chosen to forgive Jethro, there was no reason to remain at Summer's place any longer. My stay had inadvertently interrupted her romance with Ignatz. Furthermore, I carried a sense of guilt about interrupting their intimate moment the other day. After all, invading a couple deeply in love for such a long time would make anyone feel uncomfortable."Looks like you two have finally sorted things o

Despite my lingering resentment, I had to forgive them. After all, they were Jethro's family. Dwelling on grievances would only make me look petty.As I entered the living room, I noticed everyone was already gathered. Doris was eating the fruits the housekeeper passed to her. Her glance toward me was as cold as ever, a stark contrast to her previous warmth when the baby's gender was revealed. Her indifference had returned, and it upset me. However, I preferred her coldness rather than her changed attitude because of the child's gender.I approached Raymond, who seemed engrossed in his newspaper, and greeted, "Hey, Grandpa."He acknowledged my presence with a nod and a simple, "You're here.""Yes, I’m sorry, Grandpa," I replied awkwardly, aware of the weight his words carried."What’s there to apologize for? It’s normal for young people to have conflicts. Don't treat me as an old-fashioned coot," he replied, his demeanor relaxed and understanding.Within the Willows, only Raymond

A well-dressed gentleman then approached Jethro, smiling ingratiatingly. “Mr. Jethro, it’s a pleasure to see you again. It's been quite a while, and you look even more handsome and distinguished after getting married.""Flattery will get you everywhere, Mr. Lionel," Jethro replied with a measured coolness, lightly clinking glasses with the man.The moment one person engaged Jethro, others gravitated toward him too, seeking a moment in the spotlight. I found the flurry of attention overwhelming."And this must be your charming wife. I only caught a glimpse of her at your wedding, but now it's clear that Mrs. Willow is an absolute beauty."The businessmen, quick to notice Jethro's glances at me, seamlessly transitioned their praises my way. Their words were smooth, their flattery practiced to a tee. The compliments caused me to inwardly scoff. I was here without any makeup, yet they acted as if they were awestruck. I had to admit, their ability to flatter was top-notch. Jethro, thoug