Chapter 804: Jingse Forever Locked In
Chapter 804: Jingse Forever Locked In
The host relaxed upon seeing that both of them looked natural without any signs of anger.
Her fondness for Selena Kensington and Vivian Sutton grew increasingly.
It turns out that true socialites are like this, eloquent and graceful.
Meanwhile, the comments were amused by the host’s words and Selena’s unabashed confession.
[Hahaha, to be honest, I also think Patriarch Norwood’s beauty is unparalleled!]
[Is Director Kensington publicly confessing? This part should @Patriarch Norwood!]
[The host said what I’ve always been afraid to say! I love this host, hahaha.]
[I bet Patriarch Norwood is on his way right now.]
As if he arrived just as they mentioned him, when the last comment was sent, Selena heard the sound of a door opening.
She looked up and saw Sterling Norwood walking in from outside.
Selena smiled and waved at him, then pointed to the computer, signaling that she was on a call with Vivian Sutton.
Selena had informed Sterling about this beforehand, so he quickly understood what she meant.
However, his steps didn’t pause for a moment.
The audience in the live stream became even more excited when Sterling sat beside Selena.
Due to the angle, Selena was sitting, her head just reaching Sterling’s waist.
So the audience couldn’t see Sterling’s face.
[Is this Patriarch Norwood!? Is it really him!?]
[This physique and charisma, it can only be Patriarch Norwood! Is he going to show his face!?]
[I bet some financial media are going to cry, they always have to rely on entertainment news to find him, hahaha.]
[That’s true, Patriarch Norwood ignores interviews but is eager to make headlines with his wife.]
Sterling’s appearance made the already popular live stream even more bustling. Even some financial media who couldn’t catch Sterling wandered in.
When Sterling bent down slightly to gently kiss Selena’s forehead, the live stream even paused for several seconds.
"What do you want for afternoon tea today?"
He kissed her then stood up, affectionately patting Selena’s head.
Selena blinked; she could tell Sterling was doing this deliberately.
The aim was nothing but to declare his territory.
Selena understood, but she wouldn’t stop him.
"I want caramel pudding..." Selena paused after saying this and then tugged on Sterling’s sleeve.
Softly saying, "I want you to make it."
Previously, because of Selena’s love for caramel pudding, Sterling wanted her to focus more on him, so he learned to make this dessert.
As expected, after tasting the dessert Sterling made, Selena frequently thought of his caramel pudding.
Sterling hummed in agreement, his eyes full of indulgent joy, "I’ll make it for you."
"Okay."
After Sterling left, Selena returned to look at the live stream and found the comments scrolling so fast she couldn’t keep up.
[I came for plastic sisterhood, and you gave me a pile of top-notch dog food!? Singles are going to rebel!]
[Oh my gosh, Patriarch Norwood is so warm, I thought rich family heads were cold and untouchable! He actually makes caramel pudding for Director Kensington, I’m so envious!]
[Don’t say more, sisters, Sterling and Selena are meant to be!!]
Seeing the content in some comments and Vivian’s and the host’s teasing glances, although she’d gotten used to these looks and words, she still felt a subtle flush creeping up her ears.
Vivian had learned to switch topics at the right moment, she lightly hummed and then looked at the host.
"See, this is plastic sisterhood!"
The host also understood the hidden meaning in Vivian’s words and happily changed the topic.
After the call ended, the comments were still discussing what had just happened.
Selena didn’t continue to pay attention to the discussion in the comments; she continued watching Vivian and the host’s interaction.
After this live stream recording ended, Selena closed her computer and stood up from her study.
She was still thinking about Sterling’s caramel pudding.
*
When Selena walked downstairs, Sterling was still busy in the kitchen.
Upon finding out that the master of the house was cooking, the chef and servants wisely stayed out of the way.
Some of them, after finishing their work, went to the backyard to linger.
Just as Selena entered the kitchen, Sterling was placing things into the oven.
She came closer and gently hugged Sterling from behind.
Sterling, mindful of Selena’s belly, didn’t dare make any big movements. He turned around and embraced her.
"Won’t you wait in the living room for a while?"
Selena glanced at the oven.
It had just been put in; she estimated they had to wait for a while.
So she nodded, "Okay."
Then Sterling led Selena to the living room sofa where they sat down.
Selena sat and slightly yawned.
Sterling noticed and slightly turned his head, "Tired?"
Selena shook her head, yawned again, and continued, "No, it’s just that talking with Vivian took some energy."
Sterling’s hand on her shoulder paused, "After dessert, take a nap?"
This time Selena didn’t resist, "Okay."
After saying this, she slightly turned her head towards Sterling, "Mm... Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve; don’t forget your promise to Sloane."
Sterling replied, "I won’t."
So Selena was assured.
After getting pregnant, she’d often forget things she’d been holding onto, seemingly overnight.
Having gone through such situations a few times, Selena simply started habitually telling Sterling her tasks for the next dewy days, for him to help remember.
Sterling took a glance at the oven in the kitchen.
Selena leaned back on the sofa, lazily dozing off.
After a while, her phone signaled a message notification on WeChat.
Selena looked at it; it was a message from Vivian.
[Vivian Stays Broke]: The program team said this live stream was more successful than the others; the platform’s server almost couldn’t handle it. They were so excited; they pulled me aside to chat for a long time, I’m just now able to text you.
[Selie Stays Slim]: No worries, is your work done?
[Vivian Stays Broke]: It’s all done; I’m already on the way back.
[Selie Stays Slim]: That’s good.
[Vivian Stays Broke]: I won’t bother you anymore, go eat your pudding; tch, makes me jealous.
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