The 'Defective' Billionaire and His Relentless Appetite for Me-Chapter 194: Pampering the Husband

Kai Smith replied, "The boss said she’ll come to see you tomorrow. Stay there for now, and be careful not to get hurt. The situation is very dangerous right now, you must protect yourself."

Daisy Stone pressed further, "Isn’t Clara Bennett worried that delaying too long might lead to complications? Can’t she come over tonight? I really don’t want to wait any longer."

Her tone was full of anxiety and unease.

Kai Smith was silent for a moment, his brows furrowed, with a hint of hesitation and contemplation in his eyes, as if pondering what to say next.

He sighed lightly and finally spoke slowly, "The boss has other matters to deal with."

And what matters could those be?

Of course, it’s— coaxing her husband to drink ginger tea.

Because William Foster was sick, Clara Bennett anxiously made him a steaming bowl of ginger tea, hoping to help him recover sooner by sweating it out.

However, as soon as William Foster smelled the strong ginger scent, he couldn’t help but frown, his expression extremely disgusted, firmly refusing to drink it, "It smells terrible, I won’t drink it."

His words carried a kind of childlike stubbornness, surprisingly steadfast.

Looking at the big man in front of her, Clara Bennett couldn’t help but laugh. She gently patted William Foster’s hand, her tone gentle yet teasingly said, "Even little kids know to take their medicine when they’re sick, why are you so difficult?"

Despite feeling unwell, William Foster remained firm in his stance, "If it’s medicine, I can force it down, but ginger tea I absolutely won’t touch."

There was not the slightest hint of concession in his words, as if he was determined to resist that bowl of ginger tea.

At this moment, William Foster’s attitude was just like a three-year-old child, and for his health, Clara Bennett had no choice but to rack her brains to try to persuade him.

The two began a battle of wits and courage, William Foster deliberately pretended to be weak, wearing a particularly aggrieved expression, playing rogue, as if silently pleading, "I really don’t want to drink it."

This kind of performance made Clara Bennett both helpless and amused.

If it were the William Foster of the past facing this situation, he would definitely have forced himself to drink the ginger tea, even showcasing a nonchalant attitude that made it seem like he didn’t care about such things at all.

But now, in front of Clara Bennett, William Foster showed his truest feelings.

Dislike meant dislike, he didn’t hide his aversion at all, he didn’t like ginger, and even less wanted to drink that bowl of ginger water.

In the end, Clara Bennett was really out of options. She thought for a long time and finally decided, "As long as you drink it, I’ll agree to one of your requests."

Upon hearing this, William Foster’s eyes lit up sharply, as if he’d found a breakthrough, quickly asking, "Really?"

Clara Bennett nodded seriously, her tone firm, "Yes, really."

William Foster licked his lips as if calculating something in his mind, then whispered, "Come a little closer, I’ll tell you in your ear."

His words carried a hint of mystery, as if what he was about to say was very important.

Clara Bennett couldn’t help but laugh again, feeling that the man before her was truly a bit adorable: "What needs to be whispered? There’s no one else here."

She said this as she moved closer to William Foster.

William Foster seemed genuinely a bit embarrassed, his handsome face actually showing a hint of shyness, "I’m a little embarrassed to say it."

This rare shyness made him appear even more charming.

Seeing this side of William Foster, Clara Bennett was indeed a bit surprised, she never expected this usually assertive man to have such a side.

William Foster showing embarrassment?

Usually, he was always glib-tongued, Clara Bennett thought he would never feel embarrassed about anything.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he also showed this unusual expression.

But indeed, William Foster was born good-looking, no matter what expression he made, it was a delight to behold.

Now with a touch of shyness on his face, he was even more irresistible.

Even though Clara Bennett felt a bit displeased inside, she had to admit that this William Foster indeed looked great.

For that handsome face, Clara Bennett was willing to indulge him, to fulfill one of his requests.

She leaned in a bit, whispering, "Go ahead."

William Foster leaned close to her ear, softly whispering, "Next time, I want to see you wearing an apron."

Upon hearing this, Clara Bennett’s eyes widened in disbelief, "You... what do you mean by that?"

William Foster grabbed her hand, gently tickling her palm, his voice carrying a playful tone, "Just an apron, nothing else is needed."

Clara Bennett immediately felt her face flush with heat. She raised her hand, pinching his cheek harshly, "Oh, so you can’t see, yet you’re still playing tricks, others’ hearts may be red, but yours must be yellow! You’re a real scoundrel!"

William Foster was amused by her, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her towards him, "I can’t see, but I can feel, isn’t that fun too?"

Clara Bennett became even angrier, thinking she should have never believed William Foster could feel shy.

After he crossed the line, his entire demeanor changed, he became utterly incorrigible.

She struggled fiercely for a while but eventually succumbed. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

After all...

She wasn’t entirely unsatisfied, plus William Foster couldn’t see, which was a slight consolation to her.

Thinking this way, it didn’t seem so bad.

With his wish granted, William Foster happily drank the ginger tea.

Looking at the now empty bowl, Clara Bennett sighed deeply, filled with helplessness and self-mockery, "I really have brought this upon myself."

She murmured softly, with a hint of imperceptible sadness in her voice.

It was a kind of reflection on her actions, as if blaming herself for why she couldn’t steely refuse others’ requests.

For the sake of others’ health, she took on a lot of hardship, even sacrificing her own rest time and energy. Was it really worth it?

Clara Bennett couldn’t help but start questioning whether her efforts were right.

Each time she pondered like this, she felt a bit confused, as if searching for an answer deep within.

Checking the time, she realized it was nearing evening, she felt it was time to go home.

After all, she had been busy taking care of William Foster since morning, even meals were solved at his place, now it was time to handle her own matters.

The daily work combined with the sudden increase in tasks had already left Clara Bennett physically and mentally exhausted.

Clara Bennett thought, the company still had many important tasks awaiting her decision, and she couldn’t procrastinate anymore on matters with Daisy Stone.

A reasonable solution must be found quickly.

Moreover, in a few days, they would officially begin shooting the new project here, and there were still many things that needed to be prepared in advance, making time seem particularly tight.