Reborn as the Sweetheart of a Paranoid Boss

Chapter 773: Your Punishment Is Warming My Bed

In Selena Kensington’s eyes, Sterling Norwood doesn’t need to change anything because of her preferences.

Since she likes him, she will like everything about him.

If he has any flaws or issues, she will accompany him to change or try to adapt to him.

Listening to Selena’s words, the hostility between Sterling’s eyebrows disappeared completely.

His eyes softened, revealing a rare tenderness.

Sterling instinctively wanted to lean over.

But when Selena saw his action, her eyes paused.

With a slightly dangerous tone, she said, "I haven’t forgiven you yet."

"..."

Sterling’s movements immediately froze.

He glanced at Selena with a bit of grievance, and after receiving her indifferent gaze, he could only retract his hand with some reluctance.

But as soon as he retracted his hand, Selena looked at him expressionlessly and then spoke softly, "Now you’re being obedient. Ha..."

"..."

Hearing Selena’s words, Sterling suddenly felt he was in a dilemma again.

But after a while, Sterling came to a realization because no matter how he chose, it was a lose-lose situation.

So why not follow his heart?

Thus, he no longer cared and moved directly over, wrapping his arm around Selena’s waist.

Selena was startled by his sudden action.

She looked at the head resting on her stomach and gave him a glare.

Just then, Sterling raised his head, and upon seeing Selena’s expression, he blinked at her as if trying to please her.

Selena acted as if she didn’t see the attempted flattery in his eyes and hummed lightly.

"Getting bolder now?"

"...No."

Sterling replied cautiously, then upon noticing Selena’s still calm expression, he reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Selena smiled at him, watching as he withdrew his hand, and slowly spoke, "Didn’t you say earlier that you wanted me to punish you?"

Upon hearing Selena’s tone, a hint of delight flashed in Sterling’s eyes. "You..."

He looked over eagerly.

Selena lifted her chin slightly, with a hint of indulgence in her eyes, "Then let’s punish you. Help me warm the bed."

A smile flashed in Sterling’s eyes.

He didn’t retreat anymore but simply moved to Selena’s side.

"As you wish."

He spoke these words calmly, his tone relaxed.

*

The next day, when Selena woke up, it was rare to still see Sterling by her side.

She was a bit surprised, and just as she woke up, Sterling also opened his eyes.

His eyes curved with a smile as he greeted Selena cheerfully, "Morning."

Selena also smiled back, "Morning."

Sterling gently brushed her long hair and softly said, "Still sleepy? You can sleep a bit more."

Selena was still worried about Felicity Dalton’s situation, and she had gone to bed early the night before, so she wasn’t sleepy now.

So she shook her head, "I’m well-rested."

Sterling then suggested, "How about you get up, freshen up, eat something, and then I’ll take you to see Quinn?"

Selena nodded, "Okay."

After that, the couple got up to freshen up.

Sterling was one step ahead of her, instructing the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Due to the backlash following her second reaction earlier, Selena’s taste buds had become picky over time.

The head chef at the main house was a top chef that wouldn’t easily be hired elsewhere, but because of Selena’s picky palate lately, he’s been stirred into a challenge, often inquiring Sterling about Selena’s current taste preferences.

Once Selena finished her breakfast, she felt truly alive again.

Feeling the warmth in her stomach, her mood involuntarily brightened.

Selena gently patted her stomach, as if she was coaxing two children.

Then she stood up from her seat, skillfully looped around the table, and hooked her arm in Sterling’s.

"Let’s go."

Selena blinked and spoke to Sterling.

Seeing her somewhat impatient motion, Sterling didn’t waste any more words and led Selena out of the main house.

*

Training Camp.

When Selena and Sterling arrived, Sterling led Selena straight into the white-topped building.

"You placed Quinn in that laboratory?"

Once inside, Selena glanced at the route and curiously asked.

The ’laboratory’ she was referring to was the one where Sterling had previously used his own blood for experiments.

"Yes."

Sterling replied.

That laboratory was specifically for Sean Norwood and Dr. Norwood’s research on Fell Bloodline.

Placing Felicity there was the most suitable option.

However, as Selena entered, she saw someone unexpected.

Lark Mayfield.

Seeing Lark Mayfield in the lab, Selena instinctively looked at Sterling.

"She..."

Selena gestured with her eyes for Sterling to look at Lark Mayfield.

Sterling followed her gaze, and upon seeing Lark, he explained to Selena, "I brought her here primarily to see if Felicity has been suggested."

Selena nodded.

If Felicity had been suggested, it would be manageable; if not...

Even Selena couldn’t easily judge Felicity’s current situation.

As Selena and Sterling entered, they attracted the attention of the people in the lab.

They began to clear the way, and soon Selena saw Felicity through a pane of glass.

She was currently fixed in a chair, with her head and hands secured by some equipment.

Because she was wearing something akin to a helmet, Selena couldn’t discern the expression on her face clearly now.

As the couple approached, Sean and Dr. Norwood spoke up, "Family Head, Lady."

Sterling nodded slightly before turning his attention to Lark Mayfield.

"What’s her situation?"

Lark’s face was still cool, but her eyebrows furrowed when Sterling mentioned Quinn.

"She... is very strange."

Lark thought for a moment and could only use the word ’strange’ to describe Felicity’s current state.

"From what you told me, the woman who plagiarized my family’s abilities is already dead, so if Felicity had been suggested, she should regain clarity, but she hasn’t."

"I investigated just now, and it seems there’s something like a remote control hidden in her body, her creator can disable or activate her anytime."

A rare trace of doubt appeared between Lark’s eyebrows.

Because such ability, such behavior, was unheard of.

At the very least, Lark had never encountered such a situation.

A person with pseudo-gene lived among them for twenty years and wasn’t activated.

In this situation, it eradicates the possibility of them being discovered.

And within this, the pseudo-gene in their body could be activated and disabled at any time, which is undoubtedly dangerous.