Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 156

Dawn tilted her head up. "What does that mean?"

Ethan didn't reply.

If he truly told Dawn what he thought, she'd probably get way too smug.

"Nothing."

He was just blooming with joy.

His eyes stayed on the girl in his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, his voice low and warm. "You don't need to overthink. Back when you leaned on me, I wasn't exactly all that innocent either."

Dawn looked at that perfect face so close to hers, and her heart tripped.

Almost in a daze, she whispered, "Ethan."

"Yeah?"

"You're so good."

Ethan chuckled softly. Only she would think he was good.

Dawn pursed her lips. Then, she quickly leaned over, kissed his cheek, and rolled away smoothly. She flipped back the blanket and hopped out of bed, not giving him the slightest chance to react.

Turning back, she flashed a grin. "You probably didn't sleep well last night. Rest some more. Morning!"

When she disappeared into the bathroom, Ethan finally looked away. He picked up his phone and unlocked it.

Aside from work messages, over 200 unread group messages lit up the screen. Since last night, people had been tagging him every few lines.

Before he could scroll, Alex dropped another one.

"What's going on? Hiding? Or did you already win her over? Want me to teach you a few tricks, Ethan?"

Ethan flexed his fingers and typed back.

"Sorry, my hands are still numb from holding my wife all night. Don't yours get numb?"

After sending that, he tossed the phone down, closed his eyes, and leaned back.

By the time Dawn came out dressed and freshened up, he had one arm tucked under his head, eyes closed like he'd already fallen back asleep.

Her gaze lingered, and she couldn't help smiling.

This feeling wasn't bad at all.

Dawn's eyes went wide. "Wait—did his grandpa actually drink it?"

"Almost!"

Tara laughed out loud. "Come on, no way he missed that terrible smell!" She even sounded let down.

Dawn bit back her laugh, stuffed a mini donut in her mouth, and chewed.

Tara's mouth was dry from talking, so she picked up her milk. But just as she lifted it, someone suddenly snatched it away from behind.

A cool, flat voice said, "Mom, that's enough. Don't drink too much milk."

Tara froze, then muttered weakly, "I didn't even have enough. I barely ate ... "

"Gossiping also counts as eating."

What a petty brat!

Tara didn't dare tease him, though. Instead, she glared at her son, grabbed a plate of mini donuts, and stood up. "Ungrateful boy! I'll eat everything you own!"

She then stormed into the living room. Ethan rubbed his nose helplessly, already sensing trouble ahead.