Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 55: It’s Dirty, Don’t Touch

Chapter 55: Chapter 55: It’s Dirty, Don’t Touch
Eleanor Valerius didn’t stop Sebastian Ford.
The next instant, she awkwardly squatted and hid in the corner of the wall.
"Could you go out first? Don’t look at me."
Sebastian frowned in confusion and asked, "Where are you feeling unwell?"
He reached out, and Eleanor just wanted to run.
"What are you hiding from? Is there any part of your body that I haven’t seen? Don’t move!"
Upon hearing his angry command, Eleanor immediately became obedient.
As Sebastian’s solid chest drew close, she blinked her eyes and said embarrassedly, "My stomach hurts a bit, it’s my period..."
She wasn’t embarrassed by her period.
But in front of Sebastian, she still had to pretend to be shy and obedient.
If he was sensitive about such things, she also had to maintain the right level of intimacy in their interactions.
After all, the two were indulging in their desires, not in a romantic relationship.
Upon hearing her response, Sebastian seemed momentarily stunned.
"I’ll call the staff to bring some things over."
"You also need a change of clothes."
Eleanor pretended to look away embarrassedly; she originally wanted to shower herself, but her stomach pain was so intense that her body curled up.
As a result, Sebastian stopped his steps to leave.
He held her waist and softly asked, "Does it hurt like this every time? Have you seen a doctor?"
"It didn’t use to, maybe it’s late this time, also scared from being kidnapped."
Eleanor’s body felt a bit cold, nestled in Sebastian’s embrace, his skin temperature was warm, surprisingly making her reluctant to leave.
At that moment, the staff brought over the necessary items.
"You should go out first."
"Are you sending me away because you’re shy?"
Sebastian didn’t leave; he swiftly took off her wet clothes.
The scorching palm pressed against her fair skin, gently caressing.
"In your current state, I’m worried you’ll fall in the bathroom. Be good, let me help you bathe, apply medicine on the wounds, then go to sleep."
Eleanor’s face was pale, feeling limp all over, and was carried by Sebastian for a bath.
She never expected that Sebastian would personally help her wash.
"It’s dirty, don’t touch..."
"Not dirty."
Sebastian’s actions were very gentle.
But Eleanor, looking at herself sitting in his lap, couldn’t withstand the impact of the scene no matter how strong-willed.
She turned her face away to avoid it, yet, not seeing with her eyes, her sensitive body felt him even more vividly.
His gentle massaging suddenly stimulated her.
Eleanor instinctively struggled.
"Don’t evade, does it hurt?"
Sebastian’s gaze inspected her.
The sizzling temperature was a provocative inducement to the body’s blood rush.
"Wait..."
At this moment, Eleanor suddenly pushed Sebastian away, hurriedly rushing to the toilet.
"Doing this to me, I can’t take it, my period’s coming too strong..."
Sebastian watched Eleanor’s embarrassed face in disbelief, he couldn’t help but chuckle.
"I help you bathe without any erotic thoughts, is your body too sensitive? Or are you restless even during your period wanting it? Eleanor Valerius, it’s not good to indulge in pleasures at such a young age."
The esteemed Master Ford personally attending a woman with menstruation pain for the first time.
He washed off the stained fingers, surprisingly not getting angry.
His germophobia seemed to falter exclusively for Eleanor once he broke the rule.
Eleanor glared at him, enraged with shame.
"You’re too good, hasn’t my body already been under your control?"
"As your lover, of course, I should have the ability to satisfy you."
Sebastian pinched her cheek, teasing, "The bath isn’t finished, you need to endure now."
"Ah, can you hurry up?"
"If I hurry, I’m afraid you won’t take it."
Eleanor knew he was interested in enjoying giving her a bath.
However, her stomach was still hurting.
The body shivered slightly from the cold and exhaustion.
Sebastian didn’t purposely waste time, after finishing the bath, he carried her to the bed.
Then applied some medicine on her wrists and ankles.
"Sleep, I’m going to take a bath."
"Okay."
Eleanor was obedient and soft.
Curled under the covers, she looked easy to bully but was filled with trust towards him.
After his bath, Sebastian came out to see she was already asleep.
He wore a robe and went downstairs, where Wayne Wainwright was still drinking.
"Oh, Master Ford sure is enduring."
Wayne handed him a glass of wine, teasing, "I didn’t hear any noise, do you refuse to exert force even in bed?"
"If you’re curious about my performance in bed, you can ask Eleanor next time."
Sebastian drank his wine, his demeanor open.
"Forget it, I don’t want to be part of your play."
Wayne shifted back to a serious topic, "Earlier Byron Ford rushed upstairs drunk, it was truly dangerous. If he found Eleanor, her presence would be a threat; actually, Nathan’s suspicions are reasonable."
Sebastian frowned, finding the words unpleasant.
"Later you should take Nathan away, he’s a nuisance here."
"You’re blatantly showing favoritism."
Wayne saw through it and stated, "But it could be just right for Nathan to investigate your suspicion about Damian Lowell; if he really belongs to the Lowell Family, then he’s back for revenge."
"Heh, the Lowell Family was despicable back then, their bankruptcy and family destruction were self-inflicted."
Sebastian lazily narrowed his eyes, his gaze carrying a murderous intent, "I hope Damian is with the Lowell Family, it would also allow me to find out, who from the Ford Family colluded with the Lowells to betray and plot against me, the enemy is deeply hidden."
The vengeance for deafening his left ear and leaving him disabled must be avenged.
"Trying to kill you in the Ford Family, it’s either your older sister or your second brother, isn’t it? The old man passed the position of Family Head to you. You became everyone’s target."
Wayne thought of something and suddenly proposed, "Didn’t you say Damian had an interest in your woman? If you use her to test him... don’t give me that sharp look, I’m just suggesting, didn’t expect you’d be so unwilling to sacrifice her."
"Don’t probe me; I just dislike sharing what’s mine with others."
Sebastian’s expression turned intensely dark.
"Okay, okay, I know you really like Eleanor Valerius."
"Do you think possessiveness and a need for control can be considered as liking?"
Sebastian denied.
Wayne’s attempt to pry didn’t succeed, but he persisted, "Over time, emotions can develop, who knows if you’ll genuinely care for her in the future?"
Upon hearing this, Sebastian was silent for a moment, then got up to see him off.
"I will never fall in love with Eleanor Valerius."
Wayne smiled without a word.
A minute later.
Sebastian sat on the bed, touching Eleanor’s face, even he was startled, awkwardly retracting his hand.
As a result, Eleanor frowned in pain, half-awake and made a soft moaning sound.
"Is it that painful? Do you really not need to go to the hospital?"
Sebastian leaned over, gently waking her to ask.
"I want some painkillers..."
Eleanor whimpered pitifully.
He didn’t agree but called his private doctor himself, asking how to take care of her.
"The doctor said you caught a cold, don’t take painkillers, I’ll warm your stomach."
Sebastian lay on the bed, took off his robe, and directly used his bare chest to hug her tightly from behind.
Soon, Eleanor felt surrounded by his scorching body heat.
He rubbed his palms to warm them, gently massaging her lower abdomen.
"Sleep."
The deep voice near her ear was seductive and hypnotic.
Eleanor couldn’t resist.
Her body slowly relaxed in his embrace, her heart pounded fiercely, a dangerous signal of being enamored.
No... can’t be moved!
The love and tenderness on the bed should end there.
She was using his protection, lifting her skirt per person after stepping off the bed.
Thus, she will never love Sebastian Ford!