Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts

Chapter 112

"Ethan, how did you live your days before getting married, huh?" Ines couldn't help but ask the question which had been bugging her for a while.

This guy seemed quite chill on the outside, but his needs in that department were way beyond her imagination. He wasn't a young lad in his twenties anymore, but a mature man in his thirties. Working his butt off during the day and not knowing how to slow down at night. She sometimes worried that he would wear himself out.

But after last time's lesson, she had sworn to herself to keep these thoughts inside.

Ethan chuckled, "Is Mrs. Meyer complimenting me?"

Ines rolled her eyes; men's and women's trains of thought really were worlds apart sometimes. But seeing his good mood, she didn't feel like arguing.

"Guess so." Ines said.

Ethan’s mood visibly perked up and he wrapped his arms around her, stealing a few more kisses.

Ines gave him a little shove, "Ethan, stop changing the topic. You still haven't answered my question?"

She had wanted to discuss the frequency of their sex life for a while, but he had managed to dodge the issue last time. Tonight, she was determined to get to the bottom of this and hopefully find a solution to their situation.

"Can I not answer?" Ethan frowned.

"No, you can't keep pulling the wool over my eyes.” Ines said.

"Izzy, there was never a woman that caught my eye before. I never thought about that stuff, but now isn't the situation different?" Ethan said.

No woman before marriage? This guy had some self-discipline, huh.

Ines felt a bit happier, but still delicately asked, "They say a man doesn't need love to, you know. You didn’t find someone to help you out?" At her words, Ethan pinched her side a bit roughly, grinding his teeth a little as he said, "Izzy, do you want your husband to be 'used goods'?" He had once had a sincere love, but the woman had been practical, and they never took the final step.

She looked at Ethan incredulously, her joy seeping into her eyes. Without considering any shyness, she asked outright, "So, you're saying it was your first time?" It was hard to believe a man in his thirties was still a virgin, especially when he had a past love that had left a deep impression on him.

But hearing her husband say he had never been with another woman before, she was thrilled.

Ethan nodded, admitting without any embarrassment, "Yes, it was my first time. So, Mrs. Meyer, you really need to cut me some slack, I've been holding it in for years."

"But you don’t look like it," Ines muttered.

Everyone said the first time would be rough, but their first time seemed to go smoothly. He was like a skilled teacher, guiding her gently in her transition from girl to woman.

Ethan, always sharp-eared, especially when they were this close, gave a light smile, "Mrs. Meyer, there's a saying, 'Born with talent'."

Ines liked to tease those close to her, so she replied with a scoff, “Always tooting your own horn, what’s there to be proud of about a thirty-something man finally losing his virginity?”

"Maybe not proud, but pretty lucky, lucky to give my best to you." Ethan's voice was soft, his emotions hidden.

Hearing his words, Ines felt a sweetness in her heart that she couldn't describe and stopped pressing him. She kissed him on his handsome face and closed her eyes, ready to sleep, "Mr. Meyer, good night."

"Izzy, the psychologist I mentioned to you before is coming to A City tomorrow. I've made an advance appointment. We'll go see him in the morning." Ethan said.

About the truth of the car accident, he had already started investigating, but it seemed like something was blocking him, something even he couldn't move. It was hard to figure out in such a short time.

Now, the best way was to find out the truth from the person involved, but Emma wouldn’t easily reveal anything. So, it’s better to start with Ines.

"Wasn't it supposed to be a month? How come it's so soon?" Ines asked.

"I also want to clear up the mystery from five years ago, so you can stop overthinking. I have some connections with the doctor, and I asked her to come to A City a month early." Ethan said.

Ines understood, "Okay." She wanted to know what had happened five years ago more than he did. She didn’t want the past to hold her back. The next day, they went to Renaissance General Hospital early in the morning. This was where the psychologist was practicing. Ines originally thought this psychologist would be an old man. She didn't expect him to be a middle-aged multiracial man in his forties, only a few years older than Ethan. His features were sharp and handsome. His mother was Asian, so he had a special interest in his mother's homeland and would take some time each year to practice there.

"Everyone who sees me has this expression, and your wife is no exception." Dr. Andrew said to Ethan, with a warm tone. It seemed like he and Ethan were good friends.

Ethan smiled, "Ines, this is a friend I met when I studied abroad in E Country. He’s a star in the university's psychology department. He's had a special talent since he was a kid. By 25, he was already internationally known, and now he's a world-renowned psychologist that countries are fighting to invite."

"Oh, no, Ethan, don't praise me like this, I'll become arrogant." Andrew quickly waved his hand. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"Nice to meet you, Ethan's wife."

Andrew was about to hug Ines, but was stopped by Ethan, who said stiffly, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Here, we shake hands." Andrew scratched his head and extended his hand to Ines. Ines smiled and shook his hand, "Nice to meet you, I'm sorry to trouble you today."