Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 1764: Unable to Resist Feelings

Adela felt that the old man was still biased; even the little grandson in her belly wasn’t as important as Ethan Barnes.

Now, Celeste Linden had just given birth to a daughter. She was so young and fertile that if she carried a grandson in her belly, her and the baby’s status would become precarious. In a wealthy family, everyone wants to maximize their own interests.

The most pressing task was still to probe Ethan Barnes’ attitude towards Celeste Linden, to see if he truly liked her.

"Then call the old man and have him host a banquet at the old house. We’ll go back together for dinner."

"Yes, Madam Second Wife."

...

The sports day tired them out all day, and the family of three returned home, took a bath, and went to bed early.

But Ethan Barnes went to the study, and went to work again.

Danielle was already asleep; Celeste Linden was a bit tired, her eyelids were fighting, and she drifted off into dreamland.

She started dreaming again, and she dreamt of Ethan Barnes.

It was exactly the same as yesterday’s dream; she had another erotic dream about Ethan Barnes.

In the dream, Ethan Barnes pushed Danielle further into the bed, then held her, enclosing her in his arms, and finally kissed her red lips fiercely.

Her small face was flushed, breathing rapidly, as the two engaged in intimate acts between husband and wife.

She didn’t know how long it had been before he held her small hand.

In the dream, she was shocked, shouting desperately that no, it couldn’t be, Ethan Barnes, you can’t.

The long eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes.

It was now early the next morning, and Celeste Linden looked at the ceiling. A few seconds later, she regained clarity; she breathed a huge sigh of relief—thank goodness, it was just a dream.

Why did she always have these dreams? She never had them before; it was truly shameful.

Celeste Linden pulled the quilt, wanting to cover her face with it.

But at that moment, she noticed something unusual. A strong, muscular arm lay across her slender waist, and now she found herself lying in a warm embrace.

Celeste Linden looked up, and Ethan Barnes’s handsome face was enlarging in her vision.

Could this still be a dream?

Celeste Linden closed her eyes and then opened them again. She was sure this wasn’t a dream, and she slowly exhaled. How did she end up sleeping in his arms? She remembered clearly that she went to sleep by herself last night.

What had happened in between?

Celeste Linden moved a bit, trying to leave, but her movements woke the man, and Ethan Barnes’s groggy and displeased voice came, "Don’t move, sleep a little longer."

"..."

Celeste Linden resolutely wanted to withdraw from his embrace just as Ethan Barnes opened his eyes and looked at her.

The two locked eyes, the room was silent, the air extremely tense.

Celeste Linden opened her mouth as if to speak, wanting to ask if he had played some trick, but Ethan Barnes’s lips moved first, saying, "Celeste Linden, where did you get such courage to dare sneak into my blanket while I was asleep?"

What?

He had... striked first.

"Impossible, I clearly slept alone last night, I would never sneak into your embrace, I’m suspecting you..."

"Suspecting what, Celeste Linden? I’ve caught you red-handed, and you still dare to deny it!" Ethan Barnes then withdrew his arm in disdain, pushing her away without any courtesy.

Feeling rejected, Celeste Linden watched his furious demeanor with doubt. He didn’t seem to be acting; could it really have been her?

For two nights she had these dreams about him; could she have unconsciously gone into his embrace in her dream?