Though paralyzed, still radiantly charming!

Chapter 66: This is the last time

Chapter 66: This is the last time

Chapter 66: This is the last time

Ethan was taken aback when he saw how worn out Ryan looked. He had a special kind of affection for Ryan, especially since Ethan had just slept with Ryan’s mom the night before.

There was a sort of father-son bond between them.

“I’m fine,” Ryan shook his head, hiding his bitterness. “Thanks for coming to see me.”

“Ryan, I’ve told you before, even though we’re not related by blood, our relationship is like family,” Ethan said sincerely. “Seeing you like this worries me. You can tell me anything.”

He still had a mission to complete, and if Ryan died prematurely, he’d be at a loss for where to turn.

And over time, what started as just completing a mission had gradually turned into a friendship.

“I…” Ryan struggled, but seeing the sincerity in Ethan’s eyes, he let out a bitter laugh. He was already in bad shape,what was there to hide?

He looked up at the hospital room door, making sure his mom wasn’t there, then lowered his voice. “I think my mom has a man.”

“Hmm?” Ethan’s interest was piqued. Ryan was quite observant to have noticed in just one night that his mother had been with him.

“Isn’t that what Ryan wanted? For Aunt Sofia to have a man to rely on?”

Ethan sneakily glanced at his mission panel.

“Wish Name: I hope my mom is happy.”

“Mission Description: I hope my mom can have someone to rely on so I can leave this world in peace. Reward: 1000 points. Random skill +1.”

The key was to make Ryan feel that his mom had found happiness.

Ethan was very confident in his “abilities,” believing that after last night, Sofia must be very happy. The special charm that a satisfied woman exudes is not something that can be faked.

“Ah, but it’s too soon,” Ryan sighed softly. “I’m worried he’s a frivolous man, only after my mom’s body and money.”

“Hmm,” Ethan grunted, a bit annoyed. This guy sure had a lot of concerns. Completing this mission wasn’t going to be easy. “Ryan, you’re really underestimating Aunt Sofia.”

“Your mom is strong. Aunt Sofia is so beautiful, and over the years, she’s seen all kinds of men. I think she must have chosen someone who can withstand any test among her suitors.”

“Yeah,” Ryan said, his face brightening a bit. “Thanks, Ethan. I was overthinking it.”

Ethan was silent. Ryan said he was overthinking, but the mission hadn’t shown as completed.

So he didn’t believe it at all.

Ethan chatted with him a bit more, maintaining their relationship and assessing his mental state.

Until Sofia came in.

“Ryan, I’m going to head back now. Oh, and I have some comics for you. I’ll bring them next time,” Ethan said as Sofia pushed him out the door, waving goodbye to Ryan.

“Yeah, sure,” Ryan smiled, feeling comforted by Ethan’s consistent, selfless concern. Meeting such a friend in the final stages of his life made him feel gently cared for by the world.

Sofia pushed Ethan’s wheelchair back to the hospital room.

Ethan kept trying to hold this beautiful woman’s slender, fair hand, but she dodged him several times and even slapped his wandering hand away.

“Aunt Sofia, no one will come to my room until tonight,” he said, eyeing her.

She was dressed in a simple women’s suit, her long hair pinned up, adding a touch of efficiency and allure to her appearance.

“Hmph,” Sofia snorted, well aware of the boy’s intentions. She pushed his wheelchair to the bed, lifted him, and placed him back on the bed:

“Let’s pretend last night never happened. I must have been crazy to agree to such nonsense.”

After tasting the thrill once, it felt like a release of something she had held back for over a decade, leaving her feeling refreshed but deeply regretful.

Upon reflection, it was utterly absurd.

She had actually been involved with a boy younger than her own son, who was also paralyzed, and not just once.

This morning, she had rushed to the pharmacy to buy medicine.

“Oh,” Ethan watched Sofia with a smile curling at the corners of his mouth. “So, my affair with Aunt Sofia lasted just one day? No more chances in the future?”

Sofia took a deep breath, sitting sideways on the edge of the bed, looking at Ethan with a gentle voice, “I’m sorry, Ethan. As an adult, I shouldn’t repeat last night’s mistake.”

“Alright,” Ethan chuckled. “Then let’s make today the last time, to properly finish what we started.”

“You,” Sofia was exasperated, “are you even listening to me?”

“I am,” Ethan said, placing his hand on Sofia’s thigh. “Just one last time, don’t you want to experience yesterday’s climax again? It’d be a shame to never feel that again.”

Sofia’s eyes flickered with conflict.

Ethan didn’t give her time to think, gripping her hand and looking into her eyes with a face full of affection, as if they were not lovers but in a sweet romantic relationship.

Sofia turned her head away, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

She felt her heartbeat quicken. Women her age really had little resistance to young, strong men—it was like a child’s pleading.

It had already gone this far, just one last time.

The curtains were drawn shut, the door to the hospital room closed.

In the room, the young man lay on the hospital bed, Sofia leaning over him, her slender figure belying her voluptuousness.

Sofia’s face was flushed, unable to look at the young man beneath her.

“I’m really damned!”

Intense self-reproach filled her heart.

But what could she do?

Her husband had died early, and all the burdens had fallen on her shoulders. Her so-called strength was just a facade.

“This is the last time.”

Sofia closed her eyes, twisting slightly, telling herself.

Ethan lay there, watching Aunt Sofia, truly enjoying the moment.

He too was immersed, savoring the pleasure.

So soft, so moist, so comfortable.

As for it being the last time, he just smiled.

…

Ryan sat on the hospital bed, looking uneasy and occasionally glancing toward the door.

His mom had gone to send Ethan off and hadn’t come back for over an hour. Normally, he wouldn’t mind.

But the happy look on his mom’s face yesterday, after being with a man, made him overthink.

“Ah, I must be overthinking it.”

Ryan shook his head with a smile.

Just then, the door to the hospital room opened, and Sofia came back.

“Mom,” Ryan called out, but his expression froze when he saw her clearly. He could tell there was something odd about the way she walked.

Although Sofia tried to stand straight, the high heels made it difficult, and accidentally touching a sore spot brought a strange, indescribable pain that made it impossible for her to maintain a normal walking posture.

“Mom, what’s wrong?” Ryan asked, his expression complex, unsure whether he should even ask.

“It’s nothing,” Sofia said, tying up her hair.