Reborn as Mr.CEO’s Fat Wife
Chapter 890: A Man’s Mouth, A Liar’s Ghost

Chapter 890: Chapter 890: A Man’s Mouth, A Liar’s Ghost

Catherine Ford’s makeup was beautiful, her dress was beautiful, and the night... was also beautiful.

When she was fully embraced in Benjamin Jones’ arms, she couldn’t help but wonder if things were moving too fast, yet the man on top of her was so beguiling that she eventually forgot all her modesty and just followed her desires, sharing in the joy with him.

Catherine Ford was woken up by a phone call in the morning, she blindly stretched her hand out from under the covers, and without looking at the caller ID, she answered with a groggy "Hello?"

Upon hearing Catherine Ford’s voice, Mrs. Jones moved the phone away to double-check the number to ensure she hadn’t dialed the wrong one, then cheerfully asked, "Is that you, Catherine? What time will you and Benjamin come over? Auntie has prepared your favorite dishes."

Catherine Ford felt a jolt and sat up abruptly, finally opening her eyes, then slowly realized the unexpected phone call from Mrs. Jones. That’s when she noticed the cell phone in her hand, and then with embarrassment, she realized that she had answered Benjamin’s phone, not hers.

So, had she picked up Benjamin Jones’ phone? Catherine Ford couldn’t suppress the panic in her heart, "Auntie, Brandon’s phone was left on the sofa. I’ll ask him later and let you know what time we’ll be over."

Right after Catherine Ford sighed quietly in relief, the rustling woke up the man beside her. Suddenly turning over, his long arm pressed on her waist as he mumbled, "Who’s calling so early?"

Just after lying, Catherine Ford, "..."

On the other end of the phone, Mrs. Jones felt that Catherine Ford seemed a bit nervous, "Ahem, no rush, no rush. Whatever time you guys come over is fine."

Then, before Catherine Ford could respond, the line went dead with a click.

After hanging up, Mrs. Jones was all smiles, which left Mr. Jones utterly confused, "What time are they coming? What’s got you smiling like that!"

Mrs. Jones glanced at her husband and gave a thumbs up, "Your son’s really something, still not out of bed."

Mr. Jones, "..."

Just then, Truman Jones, who had just entered the room, heard his mother’s words and disdainfully said, "Benjamin really is becoming more impressive with age. It’s getting late and he’s not even up yet, and you’re all indulging him."

After Truman Jones finished speaking, he noticed his parents both looking towards him, their expressions indescribable.

A bit mystified by his parents’ reaction, Truman Jones turned towards his mother, "What’s wrong with what I said?"

"Heh, a single dog indeed remains a single dog!" Mrs. Jones coolly retorted to her eldest son before turning away to look at Alice.

Truman Jones, bewildered by the mother’s rebuff, turned to his father full of confusion, "What have I done to upset Mom now?"

Mr. Jones glanced at his thirty-something eldest son with an expression of difficulty, but in the end, blood was thicker than water. Although some things were hard to say, they still had to be communicated, "Well, Truman, a man, ah... needs to go through certain things. You’re not getting any younger. If it really comes down to it... You could ask Benjamin for some advice about that domain. A man needs some experience, right?"

Francis Jones was worried he was being a bit too explicit, unsure if his eldest son would get the point.

"What do you mean, right? Dad, what exactly are you trying to say?" Truman Jones was completely befuddled by his father’s words. He had never seen his father this coy about matchmaking. Learn from Benjamin? Becoming a father?

Seeing this, Mr. Jones looked at his son with a mix of frustration and resignation, "Nevermind, it’s up to you."

After that, Mr. Jones turned away to play with his granddaughter, preferring out of sight, out of mind.

Truman Jones, "..." Utterly baffling!

On the other side, Benjamin Jones, still not fully awake and hinted by the word CUE, had his long arm wrapped around Catherine Ford’s waist and wanted to continue lounging in bed. His life for years had been incredibly disciplined. Not only had he never slept past ten, but he never even slept until eight. However, at this moment, he had no desire to get up. His muscles were relaxed all over, and his head was resting on Catherine Ford’s waist as he murmured with a hoarse voice, "Sweetie, let’s sleep a bit more after you hang up."

Hearing this, Catherine Ford looked down with an exasperated expression at the man with sleepy eyes, "Auntie is asking what time we’re going to the old Jones’ Mansion."

"We’ll talk about it later." The old man had his first night, barely slept until dawn, and now he didn’t want to go to any old mansion at all.

But Catherine Ford couldn’t let that happen, she poked the sleepy handsome face with her hand, "No, we have to make it for lunch."

Thinking about what Benjamin Jones said earlier, Mrs. Jones must have heard, and who knows what she’s thinking now. If they show up in the afternoon, she might think they...

Phew!

Catherine Ford couldn’t bear to continue that thought, only reaching out to pry the man’s long arms away, "I need to get up."

After speaking, Catherine Ford was about to get out of bed, when the sleepy-eyed man suddenly opened his eyes, like a lion waking from his slumber, which startled Catherine Ford. Remembering the man’s achievements the night before, she felt her waist and legs ache, and her mouth opened to say, "...I accidentally picked up your aunt’s call, and then, she might have heard your voice."

After finishing, Catherine Ford had a look of dejection on her face.

This time she really made a fool of herself!

Benjamin Jones paused for a moment, then realizing why Catherine Ford was so eager to go to the old house. She was in a rush to prove herself, but what was there to prove?

He chuckled lowly, his long arm pulling Catherine Ford back into his embrace, looking at the embarrassed and blushing person in his arms, "What’s there to be afraid of? We’re not children, they’ll understand."

Catherine Ford glared at the man fiercely after hearing this. How could he be so shameless? She must have misjudged him before; she thought this man was abstinent, but he’s actually a wolf.

"Hehehe..." Watching Catherine Ford’s bashful and annoyed expression, Benjamin Jones bowed his head and gently laughed near Catherine Ford’s waist, his laughter sending tremors through his chest.

Catherine Ford felt her whole body quivering slightly from his laughter, as the feeling of last night’s uncontrollable moments came flooding back. She pushed Benjamin Jones away slightly flustered, "I’m going to wash up first!"

After saying that, Catherine Ford jumped out of bed and rushed towards the bathroom in a panic, only to remember that her toiletries weren’t there, and hurriedly ran to the room next door.

Benjamin Jones watched her flustered figure, laughing even harder.

Catherine Ford’s already weak legs nearly gave out from the man’s laughter, she steadied herself with the door frame and glared fiercely at Benjamin Jones before leaving.

Benjamin Jones, continuing to laugh even harder, stretched out fully where Catherine Ford had just lain, his smile deepened thinking of the previous night’s madness, finally getting out of bed in a great mood after a good while.

By the time Catherine Ford had finished getting ready, Benjamin Jones was also dressed impeccably, his black wool coat making him look even more tall and distinguished. Just a look at him and Catherine Ford’s heart raced.

"Let’s go." Benjamin Jones glanced at Catherine Ford’s coat, identical to his but in a different color, and, feeling even better, stepped forward to take her hand.

Catherine Ford felt Benjamin Jones’ good mood and her heart warmed, allowing the man to hold her hand as they got into the car.

Reed sat in the driver’s seat and could certainly feel something different between the boss and Miss Ford, but he couldn’t pinpoint what had changed and just drove the car obediently.

As for Foster Newman’s matters, he naturally wouldn’t report in front of Catherine Ford, after all, compared to simply beating someone up, the boss’s methods were a bit more ruthless.

Catherine Ford’s phone suddenly rang on the way. She glanced at the number and hung up directly. The other side didn’t persist, but soon sent a message. Catherine Ford read it and turned to look at the man beside her, "Did you help Grace Clarke out?"

Grace Clarke? Oh, you’re talking about the mask incident. It was Reed who called the police," said Benjamin Jones, who didn’t pay any attention to someone like Grace Clarke or Mona Wilde.

Reed heard this and hurriedly began to explain, "Yesterday, Miss Ford..."

"Call her sister-in-law," Benjamin Jones interrupted Reed with displeasure.

Catherine Ford, "..."

Though she felt quite embarrassed, she couldn’t help but sneak a peek at the man. Was he declaring his status? Quite domineering!

Reed looked mournfully at Benjamin after being suddenly fed a mouthful and then slowly continued, "Oh, after sister-in-law and brother Yu left yesterday, Nancy and Anna got into a fight over Kyle, so I casually called the cops. Then the police discovered that the batch of masks from Nancy and Kyle had issues. Kyle had embezzled them from the orphanage, and the goods were made by the kids at the orphanage. Now they are facing legal charges, and Miss Clarke was kept in the dark, so there’s no need for compensation."

Catherine didn’t believe that the police breaking up a fight would lead to the discovery about the masks; she suspected Reed had a hand in it and quickly thanked him.

Reed didn’t dare to accept Catherine’s thanks, quickly saying it was no big deal, thus avoiding Benjamin’s ’death glare’.

Catherine noticed everything, reached out to hold Benjamin’s hand, turned her head towards him with a light laugh, and mouthed a ’thank you.’

Benjamin, dissatisfied, said, "Your thank you lacks sincerity."

Catherine raised an eyebrow, "Then what kind of sincerity would you like?"

Benjamin smiled without speaking, Catherine looked at him blankly for a second, then her face turned bright red, deciding not to pay attention to Benjamin.

Benjamin reached out and pulled her into his arms, whispering into Catherine’s ear, "I haven’t even thought of anything and you’re already blushing. Tell me, what were you thinking just now?"

Affected by the heat of Benjamin’s breath, Catherine’s ears burned even hotter, and her cheeks reddened further. She closed her eyes and ignored him, thankfully the car soon arrived at the Jones’ Mansion, and she left the car as quickly as possible despite the man behind her struggling.

Only when the outside north wind blew and cooled Catherine’s flushed face down did she feel back to normal. Benjamin followed, laughing.

By the time they arrived at the Jones’ Mansion, lunch was ready, and it was just waiting for the two of them. Alice, who hadn’t seen Catherine for a full day and night, nestled happily in Catherine’s lap, excitedly sharing the day’s events. Catherine smiled and listened patiently to her daughter’s chatter, while Benjamin occasionally urged them both to eat by serving food.

The Joneses watched their son’s family of three in warm contentment and collectively glared at him.

Truman, who was swept up in this for no reason, glared at his brother, as if to say they had agreed to stay single for life, yet he secretly had a child.

Benjamin, who didn’t get it at all, was wholeheartedly focused on feeding the two.

Commander Jones, the lone ranger, silently lowered his head to eat, feeling like this life was becoming unbearable!

After lunch, Benjamin took Catherine and Alice to Moon Lake Manor.

This was the first time Catherine heard about Moon Lake Manor, she looked puzzled at the man as she got in the car, "Moon Lake Manor?"

"Hmm, I’m taking you to meet a friend," Benjamin replied as he reached out to ruffle Catherine’s hair.

Catherine tilted her head to dodge his ’clutches’, still puzzled as she looked at Benjamin, "A friend?"

With the seriousness Benjamin showed in taking her to meet this friend, Catherine couldn’t help but remember asking boldly last night if she was Abigail’s stand-in. She remembered Benjamin saying he would take her somewhere; could it be to this Moon Lake Manor?

But if it was just to tell her about another woman’s matters, why bring Alice along?

"Hmm," confirmed Benjamin with a nod. Seeing the question marks in Catherine’s eyes, he reached out to embrace her, "You’ll understand once we get there."

Because of Benjamin’s words, Catherine’s curiosity intensified, but having already boldly voiced her heart’s questions the night before and resolved a major concern, she trusted Benjamin more, nodding without further questions.

However... Alice felt very unsatisfied being ignored the whole time!

The little girl saw her beloved mother being hugged and intimately conversing with Uncle Benjamin, completely forgetting about her precious self, which was quite upsetting, "Mommy, Uncle Benjamin, are you not going to need Alice now that you are in love?"

Catherine AND Benjamin, "..."

The two realized what they had done and hastily separated, especially Catherine, who sat up straight and pulled Alice into her arms, "How could that be? Mommy would never leave Alice, even if she had to leave the whole world!"

"Hmph." Alice huffed dissatisfiedly.

Benjamin Jones also hurriedly assured, "Uncle Jones won’t reject Alice either."

"Men’s mouths, lying spirits, hmph." Reminded of what her grandmother said, Alice huffed even more arrogantly.

Catherine Ford AND Benjamin Jones, "..."

With a complex look, Benjamin Jones asked Catherine Ford, "Did you teach her that?"

Catherine Ford’s head shook like a bobblehead, "Not me!"

Both of them turned their gazes towards Alice.

Alice huffed again, "Granny said it."

Benjamin Jones pulled out his phone to text his mother, "Could you watch what you say in front of Alice in the future? What sort of nonsense is this!"

Mrs. Jones was confused upon receiving the message, "What did I do?"

Benjamin Jones forwarded Alice’s words to his mother as they were; Frances Gray read the message and replied, "Did I say anything wrong? Isn’t that true for all three of you?"

Having thought of something else, Frances Gray added proudly, "Our Alice is so smart. Whatever she learns, she masters and knows how to apply it!"

Benjamin Jones put away his phone, giving up on communicating.

Fortunately, a child’s anger comes and goes quickly. Catherine Ford coaxed her for a while, and by the time they reached Moon Lake Manor, the little girl jumped out of the car and onto the shuttle, excitedly forgetting everything else.

This was also Catherine Ford’s first time visiting such a beautiful place. She was completely amazed, "This is a private manor? It’s so beautiful."

"Yeah, if you like it we can come here often to play. It just so happens that Abby’s son is about to turn two, the most fun age. He could be a playmate for Alice," Benjamin Jones said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Catherine Ford sharply caught on to a name, "Abby?"

"Yes, Abigail." Benjamin Jones said softly.

However, Catherine Ford was stunned. She had heard that Abigail had passed away. The Abigail that Benjamin Jones was talking about now... she was a bit confused.

"I’ll explain it to you slowly later," Benjamin Jones knew some things couldn’t be easily explained in words, so he simply chose not to elaborate. He would rather take Catherine to see for herself.

Hearing this, Catherine Ford didn’t ask further, and carrying Alice, she took in the scenery of the manor. Coming upon a beautiful building, they were approached by an exceedingly beautiful man leading an equally beautiful woman, with a servant beside them carrying an exquisitely lovely little boy. Just one glance and the trio’s stunning beauty literally dazzled Catherine Ford, paired with the manor’s swaying clusters of flowers, she for a moment mistook herself for having entered paradise and seeing true deities.

Could this family’s attractiveness be any more otherworldly?

Noticing the admiration in Catherine Ford’s eyes as she looked at Brandon Piers, Benjamin Jones felt slightly annoyed and wrapped an arm around her waist, "Are they that good-looking?"

Catherine Ford nodded vigorously.

Benjamin Jones, "..."

With a stretch of his long arm, Benjamin Jones, dissatisfied, scooped up Alice with one hand and encircled Catherine Ford with the other as they walked towards the family of Brandon Piers.

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