Contract Marriage: Let's Make It Real, Mrs. Sterling!-Chapter 300 - 299: Touched Abs

Mia Sutton sat at the dining table, eating breakfast, occasionally glancing at the person sitting quietly across from her.

Jensen Sterling had impeccable manners. Even while having breakfast, he exuded an air of elegance, which was quite pleasing to the eye. Usually, Mia often found herself admiring his face.

But now, her eyes were filled with deep confusion. On her fourth glance up at Jensen, she happened to meet his gaze as he looked up.

Jensen’s eyes were deep as he glanced at the girl’s slightly reddened lips from eating, and after a few seconds, he slowly asked, "What’s up?"

Mia: "..." She never expected her gaze to meet Jensen’s, and her mind went blank for a moment, her lips parted slightly.

Hearing Jensen’s voice brought her back to reality: "It’s nothing."

She urged, "Mr. Sterling, eat quickly, or the food will get cold soon."

After saying this, she lowered her head to eat, though it was hard to ignore that she had picked up the same piece of food several times without putting it in her mouth.

Her thoughts were still wandering.

She couldn’t tell if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Jensen’s gaze was somehow different. Yet, when she looked closely, it seemed no different from usual.

Mia contemplated for a long time but couldn’t think of anything, so she let this baseless suspicion go.

The day after tomorrow, she was going to another province to participate in an event, as a guest on the Splendid Stage. She had to fly out tomorrow, so she planned to just stay home and relax today, packing up her things later in the evening.

The two stayed at home all day. Mia mostly rested, occasionally playing with her phone or reading a book. When tired, she would lean her head lightly on the table and absentmindedly flip through the book.

The underfloor heating in the room was quite warm, and before long, Mia fell into a hazy sleep.

The pages of the open book closed of their own accord, and when Jensen turned his head, he saw the girl peacefully sleeping.

The man’s gaze settled on Mia’s face, slowly sweeping over it, as if he wanted to engrave every inch into his memory.

After a while, Jensen reached out and brushed aside her stray hair, saying in a low voice, "Mia, don’t keep me waiting too long."

Jensen could sense the girl’s attitude towards him was slowly changing.

Although it was gradual, any progress was welcome.

He had all the time in the world.

After all, Mia was the only one for him, so he was in no rush. He didn’t want to abruptly confess, fearing she might not like him enough and would run away.

Jensen looked at Mia for a long time.

Then he got up, slid his hand under her arm, gently lifting her from the chair, and carried her to her bedroom, placing her on the bed.

He stood by the bed for a moment, then turned and left. A short while later, he returned, this time with a laptop in his hand.

He walked to the bed, lifted the covers, and naturally sat down, reclining against the headboard, covering himself with the blanket.

The room was very quiet, outside snowflakes were falling, and the cold wind was blowing, but inside, it was warm and peaceful.

Mia had been running around for events and preparing programs, honestly, she was exhausted. She slept soundly through this nap.

However, maybe it was because the room was too warm, Mia somehow kicked off her side of the blanket in her sleep.

Unconsciously, she moved toward Jensen, found a comfortable spot, nuzzled a couple of times, and fell asleep again.

Jensen lowered his eyes to look at the girl clinging to him. Her little face was slightly rosy, looking adorable.

He extended his fingers and gently traced her lips, and with his touch, her already rosy lips seemed to deepen in color.

Mia must have sensed the discomfort as her lovely eyebrows furrowed, and she gave a small moan, reaching out to swat at what seemed to be nothing in particular but failing to hit anything.

Flailing twice, her hand ended up resting on Jensen’s abdomen.

Jensen instantly stiffened, his dark eyes swirling with waves of emotions, his voice hoarse, "Mia..."

"If you keep this up, I..." What he would do, he didn’t finish. Instead, he lowered his head and nibbled lightly on Mia’s earlobe as if to punish her.

Because of his actions, Mia squirmed twice, and Jensen quickly grabbed her restless hand, holding her securely in his arms, and she finally settled down.

Initially, Mia felt something wrapping around her in her sleep, though it disappeared after a while, and after several repetitions, she seemed to lean against something warm and drifted back to sleep.

This nap was so comfortable that when she opened her eyes, she was smiling. But the smile quickly froze.

Because it felt like her hand was touching something.

Mia’s eyes widened: "..."

When she looked up, she indeed saw someone leaning against the bed, looking at something on his phone.

Noticing Mia had opened her eyes, he put down his phone, "Awake?" His voice carried a lazy drawl.

Mia: "Mm." Her voice sounded a bit airy.

Then she saw him raise his eyebrow slightly and smile, "Did what you feel satisfy you?"

Mia immediately withdrew her hand from under his clothes, as if scalded, sitting upright and proper.

"Mr... Mr. Sterling, I... you?" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Jensen raised his hand and casually straightened his clothes, saying, "You fell asleep, so I carried you back."

Then, looking into Mia’s eyes, he paused before continuing, "But someone held onto my hem so I couldn’t leave, so I just stayed here."

"As for your hand..." As soon as he spoke, he noticed Mia’s eyes flashing wildly, his lips curling slightly, "Maybe you thought I was a doll?"

Upon hearing this, Mia quickly nodded: "Yes, exactly, Mr. Sterling, you know I like to hug something while I sleep."

After saying this, she lowered her gaze, pondering something, before lightly licking her lips and meeting his eyes again, her gaze tinged with probing uncertainty, "Mr. Sterling, you’re not mad, right?"

Jensen’s eyes flashed with a teasing light as he countered, "Mad about what?"

Mia: "... I accidentally touched you." As she mentioned "touched," her voice noticeably softened.

Whether out of guilt or something else.

Jensen: "Didn’t you say it was accidental? Besides..." His voice trailed off, leaving Mia looking at him, wondering, besides what?

"Besides, aren’t we a couple? Touching isn’t a big deal."

Mia: "..." She couldn’t tell if he was joking or if he was... intentional?