Chapter 291
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Seeing Liam's voice stop, Shane was not satisfied, he frowned, restoring his cold expression. "Continue."
"Yes."
Because of this small incident, Liam once again looked towards the document in his hand.
Suddenly he was confused.
Oh my god, while he was staring at that scene, which line did he read?
Shane reminded seriously. "Rossi category profit and loss ratio."
Liam quickly found the corresponding item, he continued to report.
Just as Shane was spooning the seventh orange out of the screen, Bertha's small face turned to the side, she refused to open her mouth.
"I don't eat anymore."
She didn't eat the orange piece, so Shane naturally took his hand back, preparing to put it in his mouth.
Next door came a voice of resistance. "No, you can't eat."
It's not really that stingy Bertha, who is in the recovery period after surgery and can't eat too many oranges, today Shane has already eaten three orange segments.
He must know how to restrain himself.
Shane's orange eating stopped, he turned his head to the side and glanced at her.
"Impossible."
Bertha frowned, her eyes looking at him threateningly, she looked at the time and spoke in a low voice. "It's time to take the medicine."
Therefore, all members of the board of directors saw on the big screen that their general manager was being bullied, and their faces were extremely gloomy, like the omen of a heavy rain.
Everyone stopped breathing, they thought that the next second they would see Shane get angry and throw cups like in the old days when treating them.
But unexpectedly, Shane was like a child who couldn't eat candy.
After a short moment of loss of interest, he obediently put the orange on the table, took a wet towel, and wiped his hands clean.
Then, in front of the camera, he took the pills Bertha gave him, mixed them with warm water, and calmly drank them as if nothing had happened.
Is their general manager a man afraid of his wife?
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they definitely wouldn't have believed that the man who listened to his wife on the video call was Shane.
Shane himself was unaware that all senior directors soon saw his actions in front of the camera.
After finishing the tiring meeting, he closed the notebook, held down the hands of a woman who was still leisurely playing on the phone, and pinned her on the sofa.
"What did you do?"
Seeing the innocent cell phone lying next to her, Bertha's wrist tried to wiggle but was tightly held by Shane.
Shane's dangerous breath slowly approached her, he sprayed his warm breath on her face.
He gently rubbed the tip of her nose, coldly condemning. "You don't feed me oranges, I can only eat you."
"Wait a minute."
He so teased Bertha that she felt itchy in her heart. In an instant, she blushed, she swallowed her saliva, trying to regain her reason. "Your wound hasn't completely healed yet. You can't exercise vigorously. You have to restrain yourself."
Shane was distraught.
Time after time, he was unable to refute.
If he said his wound had healed, Bertha would probably pack her things and return to Griselda's house tomorrow.
If he says the wound hasn't healed, he won't be able to have sex with Bertha.
Either way is too painful.
He was frustrated for a while, thinking of a relatively acceptable method. "So, it's okay if I don't eat you. My wound is much better. At night, can you come to my room to sleep?"
Bertha shook her head firmly. "No, I'm not used to sleeping with other people."
"Habits can be corrected, at most two nights, then it will become your habit."
"Don't think I don't know what you're calculating in your head, it's still not possible." Bertha stuck out her tongue to tease him, she was determined not to give in.
This provocative look of hers successfully ignited a fire in Shane's heart.
Shane lifted her onto his shoulder, his other hand holding her legs tightly, to prevent her from falling while struggling.
The corner of his mouth spoke evilly. "Today is because you ignited the fire in me. You cannot refuse. You are responsible for extinguishing the fire."
"Shane. Please put me down."
Her legs were grabbed tightly, Bertha could only use her hands to hit his back.
But she was afraid that hitting him hard would tear his wound.
Finally, Bertha focused on hitting his firm buttocks.
Her mouth kept saying meaningless words. "You bully me. You quickly let me go, put me down."
His ass was beaten, and Shane was completely angry.
He didn't fight back, growling. "Bertha Griselda."
This was the first time that Bertha was called by him with both her full name and her first name. For a moment, she had no time to react and was stunned for two seconds.
It wasn't until the phone rang that the antics between the two of them ended.
It's Bertha's phone, Mr. Tabitha called.
Shane could do nothing but drop her on the sofa once again, letting her answer the phone first.
After stopping the noisy fun, she calmed down and asked. "Dad, what's wrong?"
"Have the injuries on Shane's body gotten much better lately?"
"Yes."
"This is something your eldest brother did without consideration. If his health is much better, tonight, you take him home to eat, okay?"
Anyway, they are already engaged, until now Shane still hasn't gone back to Griselda's house with her to properly introduce herself to her father-in-law, even Mr. Tabitha had never met him either.
Bertha thought for a moment, she felt that it was not suitable.
"Okay, dad, I know, I'll take him home tonight."
Mr. Tabitha chatted with her for a while longer before turning off the phone.
The living room restores tranquility.
Bertha looked at her cell phone. She lowered her head and glanced at the man standing next to her without raising her head at all.
Shane couldn't see her expression, he was a bit confused.
