"Have you eaten?"

"I'm sorry!"

The former question was asked by Charlotte Ramey, and the latter was said by Dirk Carter.

They both spoke simultaneously.

This was the epitome of feeling guilty like a thief.

Charlotte was momentarily stunned, furrowing her brow, just about to ask why he was apologizing, when Dirk realized and said, "Oh, I forgot today is Friday, coming back so late made Deputy Mayor Ramey wait for so long."

Only then did Charlotte come to her senses and said, "It's fine, oh right, I forgot to tell you, my daughter is back."

"Oh... um..."

Dirk seemed a bit flustered.

Charlotte said, "Don't worry, there's no need to be nervous. My daughter is quite easy to get along with, she won't be home for many days, I'll introduce you two."

Introduce?

What's going on.

Dirk hadn't even looked into the room yet.

Then Christina Ramey walked out, extended her hand to Dirk, and said, "Hello, Mr. Carter, I'm Christina Ramey."

At this moment, Dirk was already in a state of confusion.

How did Christina's foot injury heal so that she could stand?

And why did Charlotte say she would introduce them?

"You... hello, Dirk... Dirk Carter."

Dirk spoke nervously.

After exchanging greetings.

Charlotte said, "Dirk, my daughter Christina started her internship at Third High School a month ago, you're an education bureau leader, so I hope you can take care of her."

"Yes, yes, I will."

Dirk nodded in agreement.

Charlotte continued, "I just found out when I came home today that this girl was back home too, luckily you weren't here at the time, otherwise it would have been quite awkward without giving you a heads-up."

At this point in the conversation.

Dirk understood.

It turned out Christina had also just told Charlotte that she had just come back.

As for the previous "complications" between them, she hadn't mentioned them.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and the weight on his mind was finally lifted.

He looked up and happened to see Christina making a face at him.

"It's already late, so why don't you go back and rest early."

Charlotte said.

Dirk nodded and said, "Deputy Mayor Ramey, then I'll go to bed."

"Okay."

Charlotte nodded, and after Dirk left, she said to Christina, "Christina, it's been a while since we mother and daughter have seen each other, let me sleep with you tonight."

"No, I want to sleep by myself."

Christina said.

Charlotte was taken aback, asking, "Every time we meet, don't you always scramble to sleep with me?"

"Anyway, I just want to sleep alone tonight."

Christina's stubborn voice trailed from behind.

Charlotte was speechless, nodded, and said, "Fine, it's late, so you should also rest early."

"Alright, mom, I'm going to bed."

When Dirk closed the door, this was the last thing he heard Christina say.

A false alarm, a false alarm.

Dirk patted his chest, thankful for Christina's cleverness, otherwise, he might have ended up sleeping on the street tonight.

Took a shower.

Dirk got into bed.

He couldn't fall asleep for a while, so he pulled out the notebook that Dylan Tate had left behind from under his pillow, leafing through it from beginning to end, looking for the name of mine owner Teague Tanner.

Strangely, amidst the lavish amount of personal information on dozens of people in the notebook.

Why was Teague Tanner's name missing?

It stands to reason that someone like Dylan Tate, so familiar with Teague Tanner, would surely leave some trace regarding him, right?

As he racked his brain unable to understand why.

He suddenly heard a faint click at the door lock area.

Someone was quietly unlocking the door!!!

Dirk immediately became alert.

Just about to get out of bed, the bedroom door directly pushed open, and then, a figure in pajamas slipped in.

Ready to question.

After gaining a clear view of the person, Dirk dared not speak.

He saw Christina tiptoeing, glancing outside the door, then turning back to make a shushing gesture towards Dirk, confirming safety outside before gently closing the door.

"Aren't you sleeping? Why did you come in here?"

Dirk asked.

Without saying a word, Christina slid beneath Dirk's covers.

She pouted and said, "This is my house, I can sleep in any room I want, can't I?"

"Then I'll sleep in the living room."

Dirk was just about to get up.

But Christina grabbed him immediately.

She placed her face right on Dirk's shoulder, saying, "No, I want you to sleep with me, also, you haven't changed my bandages yet."

Change bandages?

Only now did Dirk remember.

Christina was still injured.

He asked, "Are you all better? I saw you could stand?"

Christina pouted, appearing aggrieved, and said, "I was just holding up, I was afraid my mom would ask too many questions and see through my act, if she knew you... you bullied me, she'd definitely kick you out, she's your boss, what would you do if she made things difficult for you?"

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Now aware of the truth, Dirk asked, faintly feeling heartache.

Christina nodded repeatedly, her eyes instantly welled up, saying, "Of course it hurts, it hurts terribly."

Dirk raised her foot to have a look.

Sure enough, the healing wounds had split open, and the blood was starting to seep out.

"Lie down, I'll take care of the wounds for you."

Dirk ordered.

Christina nodded, obediently lying down.

He took out the first aid kit and carefully helped her with the bandages.

Christina lifted her hips.

Pulled down her pajamas.

Said, "I need it on my butt too."

Comparatively, the wounds on her butt looked much better; they hadn't scabbed yet, but were mostly healed.

Dirk treated it simply.

Said, "Alright, all done, I'll carry you back to your room."

"No, I said I want to sleep here with you today, I want you to hold me to sleep."

Christina said coyly.

Dirk was speechless.

Gestured to the door.

Said, "Are you crazy? Your mom's outside, if she goes to your room and finds you not there, won't you be in trouble?"

"She's already asleep, she won't go to my room."

Christina said.

"What if?" Dirk says.

"I don't care, I just want to sleep with you."

"No way, I have to send you back."

"Then... then if you... if you insist on sending me back, you have to... do that again."

Christina whispered, stuttering.

At first, Dirk didn't get it, asked, "That?"

Christina's face flushed, shyly said, "That... I just want you to bully me one more time."

Dirk understood.

He smiled and asked, "What, didn't get enough last time?"

"I did, but I want more, isn't it alright? Who told you to be this good?"

Christina pouted.

Looks like despite her young age, she has quite a strong craving in this area.

If he didn't do something, she wouldn't leave.

Thinking it over, Dirk simply took off his pants, patting Christina's behind once, and said, "Get ready."

"Sure thing."

Christina, suddenly energized like she was injected with adrenaline, lifted her hips quickly, licked her lips, and said, "I'm ready."

"So I'm coming in." Dirk said.

Christina nodded, and Dirk entered her, completing their deep exchange…

The entire process.

Christina kept her hand over her mouth, afraid her uncontrollable sounds would carry outside.

Dirk also tried to keep his movements light.

If Charlotte discovered, the consequences would be unthinkable.

After an hour of effort.

Christina was completely exhausted.

Lying on the bed, breathing heavily nonstop.

Only then did Dirk pick her up, trying to move gently, and took her back to her own room.

After handling that.

He snuck out of Christina's room.

Just as he was about to close the door, preparing to go back to his own room, having walked only a few steps, with a creak, Charlotte's bedroom door opened…

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