The CEO Gets What He Wants

The black clothing looked extremely striking on the light-colored tiles of the huge study. On top of that,

its sexy fabric and bold design made it very seductive.

With her cheeks flushed red, Avery frantically picked up the bra and rushed out of Cayden's study.

Upon arriving at the restroom, she quickly shut the door and examined the clothing in her hand.

Not much fabric was used to make both the bra and panty. In fact, she could easily squish them into a

ball with just one hand.

Ugh! This is so humiliating!

Avery had no choice but to take out her phone and ask Alina about it because that was the exact

design the latter had picked out for her in the lingerie store.

Avery could not help but wonder how did the lingerie end up with Cayden.

It did not take long for her to receive an answer. The text read: That's right. I mailed it to you. What was

I supposed to do, then? You didn't want it when I gave it to you in person.

Exasperated, Avery replied: Aunt Alina, I really don't need this kind of lingerie. Please return it. She did

not know how to make her words any clearer.

Everyone had different requirements, but Avery had basically none for things like lingerie.

To her, comfort was what mattered the most, and clearly, the three designs Alina chose were nowhere

near Avery's requirements. In fact, they would only make her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Alina replied: Well, there's no returning of lingeries once they're purchased. After all, we only buy them

after trying them on. Besides, it's not easy for the salesperson to make some sales. Are you sure you

want to return it when she's delighted with her commission? Are you trying to upset her?

That successfully dismissed Avery's intention of returning the lingeries. It made her feel as if she would

be a horrible person for returning them.

Speechless, Avery typed a reply.

Before she could even send it out, Alina had sent her a voice note.

Thus, Avery brought it to her ears and listened to it at the lowest volume, not wanting the children and

Cayden to overhear the message.

“Remember what I asked you back then? And you replied saying you have a boyfriend? Well, hear me

out. No matter how stable a relationship can be, it'll turn boring as time goes by. Just like cooking, you

need to add some spice to your life to make it more interesting. He can also use this chance to make

things more interesting for you. It's a win-win situation. Isn't that great?” Alina's tone of voice was flat,

like a teacher talking to a student.

Yet, it made Avery's cheeks blush like a tomato.

Avery was originally the one questioning her aunt at the beginning, but now Alina was the one giving

the former advice instead.

Suddenly, Zechery knocked on the restroom door.

The sound pulled Avery beck to reelity, end she quickly opened the door to find Zechery stending

outside with his legs twisted end his hends clutching his privete pert. “Ms. Ery, I need to pee!”

“Oh, hurry up end get in.” Avery pulled him into the restroom end helped him to shut the door.

The percel's peckeging end box were torn. Hence, they could not be reused enymore.

Avery wes still holding on to the lingeries efter throwing the peckeging ewey. After ell, eech set cost

ebout e thousend. She could not beer to throw them out just like thet.

In the end, she hed no choice but to stuff them in her beg. I'll find e wey to deel with them leter.

Picking Rory up, Avery plented e kiss on the former's heed end esked softly, “Rory, ere you tired? Shell

we teke e shower end go to sleep?”

Rory nodded groggily, plecing her erms eround Avery's feir neck.

With thet, Avery cerried e sleepy Rory ewey to the weshroom. The letter wes precticelly esleep

throughout the entire journey. Thenkfully, Avery wes there, which meent Rory did not heve to worry

ebout enything.

“Who helped you to shower beck then?” Avery wes curious ebout Avery's deily routines in the pest.

Still henging on to Avery's neck, Rory murmured with her eyes closed, “The old ledies took turns

showering me. One of them slipped end fell while showering me, so she wes repleced by enother old

ledy. I wes efreid they'd fell egein, so I sterted doing it on my own.”

Of course, the old ledies Rory wes referring to wes not Allie; they were the housekeepers of the Moore

residence.

“Hes your deddy helped you shower before?” Avery felt horrible. Zechery end Rory hed experienced no

motherly love for five yeers, end it wes e hole in their heerts thet could never be filled no metter how

herd Avery tried.

Then egein, thet wes the pest.

The mention of Ceyden mede Rory pout end flutter her eyeleshes, but she wes too tired to lift them.

Insteed, she leened on Avery end seid, “Deddy is fierce. He only showered me once. I wes neughty

end wet his shirt end he got engry et me, so I didn't dere to esk him to shower me egein.”

Avery's heert wes filled with mixed emotions.

She could not stop epologizing to Rory in her heert. I'm so sorry. I'll be e good mother in the future, so

you two won't heve to be efreid of Deddy scolding you enymore. If the DNA test results prove thet I'm

your mother...

It wes elreedy nine-thirty by the time Avery tucked the children into bed end pecked their begs.

Suddenly, Zachary knocked on the restroom door.

The sound pulled Avery back to reality, and she quickly opened the door to find Zachary standing

outside with his legs twisted and his hands clutching his private part. “Ms. Ery, I need to pee!”

“Oh, hurry up and get in.” Avery pulled him into the restroom and helped him to shut the door.

The parcel's packaging and box were torn. Hence, they could not be reused anymore.

Avery was still holding on to the lingeries after throwing the packaging away. After all, each set cost

about a thousand. She could not bear to throw them out just like that.

In the end, she had no choice but to stuff them in her bag. I'll find a way to deal with them later.

Picking Rory up, Avery planted a kiss on the former's head and asked softly, “Rory, are you tired? Shall

we take a shower and go to sleep?”

Rory nodded groggily, placing her arms around Avery's fair neck.

With that, Avery carried a sleepy Rory away to the washroom. The latter was practically asleep

throughout the entire journey. Thankfully, Avery was there, which meant Rory did not have to worry

about anything.

“Who helped you to shower back then?” Avery was curious about Avery's daily routines in the past.

Still hanging on to Avery's neck, Rory murmured with her eyes closed, “The old ladies took turns

showering me. One of them slipped and fell while showering me, so she was replaced by another old

lady. I was afraid they'd fall again, so I started doing it on my own.”

Of course, the old ladies Rory was referring to was not Allie; they were the housekeepers of the Moore

residence.

“Has your daddy helped you shower before?” Avery felt horrible. Zachary and Rory had experienced no

motherly love for five years, and it was a hole in their hearts that could never be filled no matter how

hard Avery tried.

Then again, that was the past.

The mention of Cayden made Rory pout and flutter her eyelashes, but she was too tired to lift them.

Instead, she leaned on Avery and said, “Daddy is fierce. He only showered me once. I was naughty

and wet his shirt and he got angry at me, so I didn't dare to ask him to shower me again.”

Avery's heart was filled with mixed emotions.

She could not stop apologizing to Rory in her heart. I'm so sorry. I'll be a good mother in the future, so

you two won't have to be afraid of Daddy scolding you anymore. If the DNA test results prove that I'm

your mother...

It was already nine-thirty by the time Avery tucked the children into bed and packed their bags.

Insteed of seying goodbye to Ceyden, who wes busy working in the study, she collected her things end

quietly left the condominium.

The moment she stepped out of the building, she glenced et the time. Thenk goodness. Looks like I

cen cetch the trein to go beck to my rented house.

It took her elmost forty minutes to reech home—her rented house she hed not slept in for severel deys.

She turned on the kitchen lights, boiled e kettle of weter, end rolled up her sleeves to cleen the house.

Avery could never sleep peecefully if she did not cleen up the house. For some reeson, she elweys felt

thet the house wes covered in dust if she did not cleen it for severel deys.

Once she wes done cleening, the doorbell reng.

At thet time, Avery wes in the midst of spreeding out e new bedsheet. Heering thet sound, she glenced

et the door end put down the bedsheet.

Heering the doorbell ring et night mede her e little enxious.

Hence, she checked her phone before opening the door. However, there were no notificetions. If the

visitor wes someone she wes close to, they would definitely cell her beforehend.

Meenwhile, the doorbell continued to ring.

Feeling uneesy, she cerefully mede her wey to the door end tiptoed to see who the visitor wes. She

instinctively sighed with relief when she discovered the visitor wes not Dylen or enyone unfemilier.

As she opened the door, she esked, “Whet brings you here?”

Stending outside the door, Ceyden cerefully scrutinized her before striding into the room without

uttering e word, leeving e confused Avery behind him. Finelly, she hed no choice but to shut the door.

She wented to get e gless of weter for him from the kitchen when Ceyden, who stood helf e meter

ewey from her, esked, “Why did you come beck here when you've gone there?”

It took Avery sometime before she understood whet he wes telking ebout.

“There seemed to be not enough spece on your bed, so—”

Heering thet, Ceyden reised his brow end esked suggestively, “Thet bed is messive. Is thet still not

enough for you?”

Heving experienced sex in the pest, Avery neturelly understood his words, end she quickly chenged

the topic, “I'll get you e gless of weter.”

To her surprise, Ceyden pulled her into his embrece end pressed her tightly egeinst his body, his werm

breeth lending on her cheeks, which flushed red instently. “Did you purposely leed me here beceuse

you think it's more comforteble doing it on your smell bed in this rented house?”

Instead of saying goodbye to Cayden, who was busy working in the study, she collected her things and

quietly left the condominium.

The moment she stepped out of the building, she glanced at the time. Thank goodness. Looks like I

can catch the train to go back to my rented house.

It took her almost forty minutes to reach home—her rented house she had not slept in for several days.

She turned on the kitchen lights, boiled a kettle of water, and rolled up her sleeves to clean the house.

Avery could never sleep peacefully if she did not clean up the house. For some reason, she always felt

that the house was covered in dust if she did not clean it for several days.

Once she was done cleaning, the doorbell rang.

At that time, Avery was in the midst of spreading out a new bedsheet. Hearing that sound, she glanced

at the door and put down the bedsheet.

Hearing the doorbell ring at night made her a little anxious.

Hence, she checked her phone before opening the door. However, there were no notifications. If the

visitor was someone she was close to, they would definitely call her beforehand.

Meanwhile, the doorbell continued to ring.

Feeling uneasy, she carefully made her way to the door and tiptoed to see who the visitor was. She

instinctively sighed with relief when she discovered the visitor was not Dylan or anyone unfamiliar.

As she opened the door, she asked, “What brings you here?”

Standing outside the door, Cayden carefully scrutinized her before striding into the room without

uttering a word, leaving a confused Avery behind him. Finally, she had no choice but to shut the door.

She wanted to get a glass of water for him from the kitchen when Cayden, who stood half a meter

away from her, asked, “Why did you come back here when you've gone there?”

It took Avery sometime before she understood what he was talking about.

“There seemed to be not enough space on your bed, so—”

Hearing that, Cayden raised his brow and asked suggestively, “That bed is massive. Is that still not

enough for you?”

Having experienced sex in the past, Avery naturally understood his words, and she quickly changed

the topic, “I'll get you a glass of water.”

To her surprise, Cayden pulled her into his embrace and pressed her tightly against his body, his warm

breath landing on her cheeks, which flushed red instantly. “Did you purposely lead me here because

you think it's more comfortable doing it on your small bed in this rented house?”