Chapter 812: I’ll Just Sleep With You

Chapter 812: Chapter 812: I’ll Just Sleep With You

The boy worked in his study at night. He had so much to do that he hadn’t slept or rested properly for days. Feeling a bit guilty for neglecting the Princess, and knowing her love for money, he gave her plenty of it.

At first, the Princess was thrilled. But as time passed without the boy’s company, she grew bored. Even her favorite snacks tasted bland. However, she felt too shy to seek him out. Completely unaware of her true feelings, the boy just kept giving her more cash. Furious, the Princess spitefully bought a mountain of snacks to eat all by herself, but the boy still didn’t finish his work.

Gritting her teeth, the Princess pushed open the door to his study and marched in. The boy looked up in surprise. He checked his watch and frowned. "It’s so late, and you’re still awake. Go to sleep right now, or I’ll deduct fifty bucks from your allowance."

Knowing how much she loved money, the boy assumed this threat would send her straight to bed. But this time, the Princess stood her ground.

She pulled out a fifty-dollar bill and slammed it onto his desk. "Here."

Confused, the boy was about to speak when he saw her pull out her little coin purse and start digging for more cash. He wondered what she was doing. The Princess emptied all the money from her purse onto the desk and counted it. She only had forty dollars left. Pursing her lips in silence, she finally made up her mind and walked toward him.

He watched her in astonishment, having no idea what she was up to. While he was still bewildered, the Princess suddenly threw her arms around him, planted a kiss on his cheek, and blushed. "Hubby."

The boy was stunned, wondering if the girl even knew what she was doing.

In truth, the Princess didn’t know anything at all. She only knew that her mother used to kiss her father like this, call him "hubby," and say "I love you." Whenever that happened, her father was always delighted. The boy protected her just like her father did, so in her heart, he was her father figure. With this thought, the Princess felt even more confident. She looked up and stared at him earnestly. "Hubby, I love you. I’m paying you to go to sleep like a good boy."

Annabelle Linton looked at Leona Grant. Seemingly out of nowhere, she produced a glass of milk and offered it to him. "Alright, the story is over. Hubby, go to sleep like a good boy."

Leona finally processed the story Annabelle had just told. He smiled at her. "I really like this story."

"I’m glad you like it. This glass of milk is that sweet phrase—I’m paying you to go to sleep like a good boy."

Leona sat up, took the milk, and downed it in one go. Then, he wrapped his arms around Annabelle, pulled her down onto the bed with him, and tucked them in under the covers.

Startled, Annabelle playfully swatted at him and scolded with a laugh, "Didn’t you promise me you’d go to sleep like a good boy after the story? Are you backing out now?"

"Not at all." Leona looked at her innocently, kissed the corner of her lips, and hugged her even tighter. "The story isn’t over yet. The boy reacted, carried the Princess to the bedroom, and the two of them made love."

Hearing his words, Annabelle couldn’t help but burst into laughter. She truly had to hand it to this man; she was completely defeated by his shamelessness. She rubbed his face and chuckled. "Alright, alright. I’ll sleep with you, silly."

Leona gave her a quick kiss and said with feigned arrogance, "Then I’ll reluctantly agree to it."

Annabelle couldn’t help but laugh again.