CHAPTER 142: CHAPTER 142: DO YOU REMEMBER EVERYTHING WE DO EVERY NIGHT SO CLEARLY?

Seraphina Redgrave looked into the deep eyes of the man in front of her, unsure if he was angry now.

For someone like Ethan Sterling, the more capable a woman he keeps, the more dangerous she becomes to him.

"Is there a problem?"

Ethan Sterling held her chin, pulling her closer, his lowered eyes fixating on her, almost about to kiss her the next second: "The woman I keep, do I not know how much more she’s hiding? Doesn’t that make me seem foolish?"

Seraphina Redgrave remained silent.

"Seraphina, I don’t like you hiding so many things from me." His eyes almost seething with intense possessiveness: "I want all of you, do you understand?"

Every inch belonged to him.

Here we go again.

Seraphina Redgrave hadn’t expected that just attending an exam would anger Ethan Sterling once more.

Seeing his gaze almost devour her, she tried to steady his emotions: "I already belong to you."

Upon hearing this, Ethan Sterling suddenly wrapped his arms around Seraphina Redgrave’s waist, pulling her into his embrace, pressing a hand against her back, a storm raging in his eyes: "Does your heart bear my name, Ethan Sterling?"

People are like this; the more they have, the more they want.

Ethan Sterling was just an ordinary man.

Seraphina Redgrave was held so tightly she could hardly breathe, leaning on Ethan Sterling’s shoulder as she spoke: "Young Master Sterling, I believe I’ve made myself very clear before."

He removed the surveillance, and she would inform him if she intended to leave.

Isn’t that good enough? Why want even more?

"I don’t like you calling me Young Master Sterling."

Ethan Sterling let out a self-mocking laugh, then kissed Seraphina Redgrave’s lips fiercely.

Just when Seraphina Redgrave thought she might get angered again, he pulled away from her lips, his voice low and hoarse: "I will make you change."

Make her heart and eyes all about him, never able to leave him again.

Alright, this phase seems to be over.

Seraphina Redgrave sighed with relief in her heart and forced a smile: "I’ve got nothing more to hide from Young Master Sterling."

"That’s for the best." Ethan Sterling’s predatory gaze swept over Seraphina Redgrave’s face, "I support your desire to study, but don’t even think about rebuilding the restricted area."

He knew exactly what she was working so hard for now.

It was too unrealistic.

Seraphina Redgrave pursed her lips, saying nothing more.

Stubborn indeed.

"This is a dream you will never achieve." Ethan Sterling once again shattered her goal, casually saying: "When you graduate, you can stay at home if you wish, or you can work at my company. Any position is yours to choose, except taking my place."

No matter how capable, don’t use it; just think more about him.

Seraphina Redgrave looked a bit surprised, but alright, he actually allowed her to work at his corporation.

She was merely a woman he supported at home, and having such treatment was already quite remarkable.

But none of this is what he truly wanted.

"What’s with that look? Surprised?"

"Hmm, it’s like you don’t take your conglomerate seriously." Seraphina Redgrave said.

No matter how powerful she might be, the Sterling is not a place she could enter at will.

"I could give you my life, let alone a conglomerate." Ethan Sterling spoke nonchalantly, withdrawing his arm and grabbing Seraphina Redgrave’s hand: "Alright, let’s go eat."

Ethan Sterling was really...

Always saying something to make her let down her guard just as she was about to be cautious toward him, leaving her no room to harden her heart.

Seraphina Redgrave was taken to the dining room, Ethan Sterling glanced at her as if recalling something: "Do you have a photographic memory?"

Why was he bringing this up again?

Seraphina Redgrave looked at him slightly puzzled, as Ethan Sterling gave a wicked smile.

Suddenly, he lowered his head to press his forehead against hers, looking at her while smiling, his eyes full of meaning: "So you remember every detail of what we do every night?"

Every night?

Seraphina Redgrave paused for a moment, then seeing Ethan Sterling’s mischievous expression, she realized he was talking about their bedroom affairs, instantly recalling those wild nights, and she stood frozen in place.

Pervert.

She had absolutely no desire to remember these things, okay?

"Little Rose, you’re quite something." Ethan Sterling chuckled wickedly, "Did you reminisce about them when idle?"

"No." Seraphina Redgrave denied without a second thought.

"Is that so." Ethan Sterling pinched Seraphina Redgrave’s earlobe, pressing a kiss on the corner of her lips: "It’s alright, tonight I’ll give you new memories. Everything about me is worthy of your remembrance."

New memories my ass!

Seraphina Redgrave almost wanted to kill Ethan Sterling.

Pervert!

Just as the Law School finished exams, The College of Arts started theirs.

Aside from the compulsory exams, every art student had to submit a painting, which would be counted toward their graduation grade and included in their resume.

So, all junior art students took it very seriously.

After an exam, the professor announced the painting topic.

Reflection.

An abstract topic that nearly drove the students insane; they had no idea what the professors were thinking or what exactly constituted reflection.

As a result, shadows of art students were everywhere at Sovereign College. They roamed with their drawing boards, eyes scanning like searchlights throughout the campus.

This topic was likely to become the nightmare of every art student of this cohort.

Seraphina Redgrave also felt she was about to break down, not because the topic was difficult, but because she simply had no time. She was minoring in law, and her schedule was jam-packed every day.

Returning to Hibiscus Garden, Ethan Sterling kept clinging to her, and even when she wanted to paint, he insisted on sitting by her, making it impossible for her to focus.

Seraphina Redgrave could only seize every possible moment to paint.

She skipped two jurisprudence classes to paint on the rooftop of the complex, her brush moving swiftly.

The canvas was firmly nailed to the drawing board, but her long hair was blown wildly in the wind.

Putting down the brush, Seraphina Redgrave tied up her hair, just as she was about to pick up the brush again, she heard a soft cough.

She glanced sideways to see Selena Quinn, all bookish air about her, standing beside her, her long hair fluttering in the wind, looking both beautiful and delicate.

"Cough..."

Due to the wind, Selena Quinn kept coughing; she looked around before spotting Seraphina Redgrave in the corner. She walked over with a gentle smile: "I heard you were on the rooftop of the complex; am I disturbing you?"

"Is there something you need?"

Seraphina Redgrave stood up.

Selena Quinn came over, her eyes glancing towards her drawing board.

Seraphina Redgrave stood stubbornly in front of the easel, turning it around so that Selena couldn’t see a thing even if she tried.