Divorce Clock Ticking (Kenneth and Angela)

Chapter 53

Keh's words practically grated on Angela's ears. She coolly responded, "Don't worry. I know where I stand in your heart." Then they sank into an awkward silence in the living room.

Angela got up and looked at Keh, saying, "I'll clean up the kitchen. Later, I'll order some takeout. What do you feel like eating?" "Whatever. I'll be in the study working," Keh replied before heading off.

After Keh left, Angela tidied up the kitchen, ordered her favorite takeout, and waited in the living room, engrossed in her phone. In less than an hour, the takeout arrived. Angela set up the food on the table and called Keh to eat.

However, his face turned sour upon seeing the dishes.

"Are you doing this on purpose?" he asked.

Angela was just about to dig into her bowl when she heard him and shot him a puzzled look. "What does that mean?"

"You know I can't handle spicy stuff, and yet you went for all these fiery dishes," he griped.

Angela, a spice enthusiast, used to whip up milder meals, well aware of Keh's delicate stomach.

Now she raised an eyebrow, keeping her cool. "Didn't I grab you some veggies and spaghetti with fried eggs?"

'He has said 'whatever' earlier, and now he is getting all choosy. What a picky guy!' she thought.

Keh tightened his lips, a chilly look in his eyes.

With every bite Angela took, Keh's stare turned even colder.

A few minutes later, Angela let out a sigh, setting her fork down. She looked at Keh and said, "You'll have to make do today. From tomorrow on, I'll find someone to whip up our meals."

After a short silence, Keh reluctantly nodded.

After the meal, Angela cleaned up, and Keh, with a calm expression, said, "I'm going to take a shower. Help me."

Angela's expression changed, and she couldn't hide her disbelief. "Can't you do it yourself?"

As he saw her resistance and disdain, Keh's face darkened. He coldly said, "Given my current state, can I do it myself?"

Angela bit her lip. After hesitating for a moment, she reluctantly said, "Fine."

As she pushed Keh into the bathroom, she realized the awkwardness of the situation.

"Can you undress yourself? I'll go fill the tub." she suggested.

Afraid he might refuse, she hurried to the bathtub and turned her back to Keh. She started running the water.

Ten minutes later, Angela turned around and saw Keh had only removed his shirt. She furrowed her brows. "Why aren't you taking off your pants?"

"I can't do it myself. Help me," Keh replied.

Angela hesitated. 'If I had known I'd end up in such an awkward situation, I definitely wouldn't have agreed to come take care of him,' she thought to herself.

Seeing her inaction, Keh grew impatient.

"You've already seen it. What's there to be shy about?"

Angela retorted stubbornly, "Who said I'm shy?"

Keh's eyes flashed with amusement. He calmly said, "Since you're not shy, come and help me."

Angela reluctantly approached Keh, hesitating. "How about I find a dude to help you? I'm not great at helping guys bathe, especially..."

Before she could finish, Keh grabbed her wrist.

The next moment, he pulled her into his arms.

Angela, startled, placed her hands on his chest.

As she felt his strong heartbeat and powerful muscles, Angela's face instantly turned red.

Even though she had been married to Keh for three years, their intimate moments were few, happening only on their wedding night and that one time since.

So, when it came to sex, she was quite inexperienced.

Sensing her stiffness, Keh held her hand down, his voice slightly hoarse. "I'll show you."

His warm hand seemed to transfer heat through her body, making her tremble involuntarily.

Out of the blue, Angela felt an icy touch in her palm.

Keh's belt buckle released, and Angela's heart skipped a beat.

"Give me a hand with the belt."

Sensing the chemistry between them, Angela furrowed her brow.

Noticing her hesitation, Keh said in a slightly amused voice, "You're not shy, are you? If you are, just admit it. I won't tease you."

Angela raised her brow, meeting Keh's teasing gaze, a mix of embarrassment and anger swirling within her.

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Swiftly, she pulled out Keh's belt and tossed it on the ground. Standing up, she quickly removed his pants.

"Do I need to help you with the underwear too?" she asked.

"If you're up for it, I don't mind."

Angela laughed coldly. "I will never be up for it."

Due to Keh's injuries, he could only wipe down instead of taking a shower.

Angela seemed more composed as she assisted him.

After finishing up, she handed Keh a towel and said casually, "You've got this part covered. I'll be outside. Call me when you're done."

Keh didn't protest. He knew that given Angela's current demeanor, pushing too hard might make her walk out.

With Keh squared away, Angela was sweaty and uncomfortable.

Feeling discomfort from sweat, Angela grabbed her clothes and headed to the bathroom for a shower. Upon emerging, Keh was engaged in a phone call.

Angela dried her hair with a towel, waiting for Keh to finish the call before starting to blow-dry her hair.

By the time she finished, it was already ten at night. Grabbing two blankets from the closet, she aimed to set up a bed on the floor.

As he observed her movements, a chill swept through Keh's gaze. Through gritted teeth, he said, "Angela, put the blankets back and sleep on the bed."

Angela frowned at him. "Mr. Sinclair, we're getting a divorce. It's not right to share a bed."

"Do you think, in my current state, I can do anything to you?" he asked.

Angela pressed her lips together. "That's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean? Rest assured. I'm not interested in you."

"It has nothing to do with you. I'm just used to sleeping alone. Having someone next to me suddenly keeps me awake," she explained.

Keh coldly stared at her. "Last time at the resort, you seemed to sleep just fine."

At his words, Angela's eyes showed displeasure. "That was forced, Me Sinclair Agreeing to share a room with you is already my limit. If you demand more, I'll just sleep in the next room."

With that said, she disregarded the cold look in Keh's eyes, arranging the blankets on the floor.

After setting up, she turned off the lights and closed her eyes.

She had a good sleep.

The next morning, Angela woke up to find Keh already up, sitting on the bed with a stern face. Seeing her, he remained silent, clearly still upset about the event of the previous night.

Ignoring him, Angela changed his clothes and wheeled him to the bathroom to freshen up.

As she was almost done, it was close to Angela's departure time. She finished her own grooming and didn't have time to make breakfast for Keh.

"I'll order breakfast for you later, and a housekeeper should come to cook for lunch," she informed him.

Keh, with a cold expression, responded with a flat "Hmm".

Angela quickly went to the entrance, changing her shoes. Facing Keh, she said, "I'm heading to work now. If there's anything, call me."

Just as she stepped out of the villa, she encountered Kevin, accompanied by a man in caregiver attire.

Seeing Angela, Kevin greeted her with a smile. "Are you going to work, Ms. Lewis?"

"Yes, is this the caregiver you arranged for Mr. Sinclair?"

Kevin nodded, "This is the caregiver Mr. Sinclair had when he was in the hospital. You can call him Tony. Tony took a day off yesterday due to some family matters, but he's back

today. Don't worry. He'll come after you leave for work and leave before

you finish, so it won't disruptore

routine."

After exchanging greetings with Tony, Angela asked Kevin, "Does he help Mr. Sinclair with bathing?"

After the awkward situation from the night before, she was not keen on experiencing it again.

"It's part of the service, but Mr. Sinclair doesn't like others assisting him with bathing, so he's been doing it himself while in the hospital. Tony just

helps with preparing the water."