The Breeding Deal: Brother-in-law's Forbidden Offer - Chapter 35

Chapter 35: Brutal

Sophie Cooper, the family nutritionist, had prepared breakfast early but was waiting for Christine to come downstairs. As it got close to 10 AM with no sign of Christine, Sophie decided to check upstairs, worried that Christine might be unwell.

When she reached the second floor, she found Christine’s bedroom door closed. After knocking with no response, she noticed that Adrian’s adjacent room door was slightly ajar, with cool air from the conditioner seeping through the gap.

Though Sophie had never entered her boss’s room before, and knew she should only attend to Christine, an odd feeling made her hesitate briefly before pushing open Adrian’s door.

The room was pitch dark, with the lights off and curtains drawn tight. Christine lay in bed, unclothed and asleep, with only a thin blanket covering her body.

The air conditioning was set very cold, making Sophie shiver as she entered. She quickly adjusted the temperature higher and checked Christine’s forehead. After confirming she didn’t have a fever, Sophie was about to leave when Christine stirred and woke up.

She lay there with disheveled hair, completely drained of energy and unable to sit up on her own. She could only mumble weakly, gesturing for Sophie to come help her up.

Sophie hurried forward and slowly helped Christine into a sitting position. As Christine leaned against the headboard, the blanket slipped down slightly, revealing various bruises of different sizes on her neck and collarbone.

Before Sophie could ask anything, Christine’s lips moved slightly, as if trying to say something.

“What?” Sophie quickly leaned closer, unable to hear the faint voice.

“Take me… back… to… my room…”

Christine’s voice was extremely hoarse. She could only whisper, her lips close to Sophie’s ear.

Sophie quickly sprang into action. She had planned to wrap Christine in some clothing before helping her back to her room. However, when she pulled back the blanket, she was shocked to see bruises all over Christine’s body – on her waist, abdomen, and wrists, all varying shades of purple and blue.

Even more alarming was what she saw below – a black plug was inserted in her rear opening, while a metal dildo remained in her front.

Sophie was startled, but her professional demeanor kept her from crying out.

After a moment’s hesitation, she decided to help Christine remove both items.

She started with the plug first. It was deeply inserted with only the base visible outside. Sophie carefully twisted the base to slowly remove it.

Frowning, she moved to remove the metal dildo. As soon as she pulled it out, white fluid leaked from the opening, causing Christine’s body to shudder. When Sophie checked Christine’s expression, she noticed her nipples were swollen as hell.

Sophie pretended not to notice anything and covered Christine back up with the blanket.

Fortunately, Sophie had learned Thai kickboxing in college and had always been unusually strong. She lifted Christine, still wrapped in the blanket, and carried her directly to the room next door.

She first settled Christine on the bed and turned on the heating. Then she went to the bathroom to run water, adding foam and essential oils to the tub before carrying Christine in. While Christine began to soak, Sophie quickly ran downstairs to get plenty of food and drinks, bringing them up to feed her.

Christine sat quietly in the tub, arms crossed over her chest, letting Sophie take care of her. Her throat was extremely hoarse, barely able to make any sound. Sophie noticed her vacant stare and severely swollen eyelids – she must have cried for a long time last night.

Unable to bear seeing Christine so miserable and worried about leaving her alone in the bathroom, Sophie grabbed a stool and sat down. She washed Christine’s hair while trying to lighten the mood with conversation. She kept talking about everyday matters – interesting recent news, a new mall that opened nearby, the neighbor’s dog getting a ridiculous new outfit, and so on.

When the bath was finished and Sophie helped Christine out of the tub, Christine looked up and hoarsely said “Thank you.”

Finally, after making sure everything was taken care of, Sophie helped her back to bed to rest.

Christine fell into a deep sleep, not waking even by the night. Sophie sneaked upstairs to check on her twice, finding her clutching Ethan’s pajamas while sleeping deeply, with what appeared to be fresh tear tracks on her face.

After much consideration, Sophie grew increasingly angry. She finally pulled out her phone and rapidly messaged James, her fingers practically burning the keyboard:

[Bro! How could the boss be so brutal! Was it necessary?! Christine just wanted a child, and he did this to her – is he sick?! What he did was practically illegal!]

A few minutes later, James replied tersely: [Want to lose your job?]

Neither James nor Sophie had initially understood what was really going on between Christine and Adrain. James only began piecing things together when he helped Christine arrange her visit to the private clinic that Marcus had recommended.

Christine had seeked help from Adrain to provide her with a pregnancy certificate, indicating she needed to conceive but hadn’t succeeded yet. Her purpose for sleeping with the boss then became clear – she was asking him to give her a child.

Why did she want a child? The answer was simple: Ethan’s severe leukemia. With a child, there would be hope for stem cell transplantation.

Thinking backwards, James deduced that Christine’s first visit to Adrain’s office that night must have been specifically to make this request.

However, what James never expected was that Adrain actually agreed.

He had initially thought his boss was showing compassion to his sister-in-law’s shocking request out of brotherly sentiment.

But later, James gradually realized that wasn’t it – his boss hadn’t changed at all. He treated Christine just like all other women who had been in his bed – whether movie stars, singers, or wealthy heiresses, they were all merely disposable tools for him.

The only difference was that this tool, named Christine, had been granted one privilege: she could bear his child.

Adrain remained Adrain – cold, emotionless, never truly caring for anyone.

James felt sympathy for Christine, but this was a mutually beneficial transaction, and as an outsider, he had no right to comment.

Following Adrain’s instructions, James had flown back to N City from Tokyo overnight, an 8-hour journey.

This morning, while having breakfast, he scrolled through news using the plane’s WiFi. According to a secretary’s gossip, the boss was acting very strange today – someone must have upset him. The cleaning staff said he had arrived at the company at 5 AM and ran on the treadmill for two solid hours without stopping.

James couldn’t help but ponder, repeatedly reviewing Adrain’s schedule from last night, wondering who he could have possibly encountered between last night and this morning that could have upset him so much. It didn’t make sense.

James went straight to the CEO’s office after landing, not even stopping for lunch.

Adrain appeared unchanged, wearing his usual cold expression and perpetual dark mood. While the man was adjusting his attire in the mirror before his regular lunch with the board of directors, James noticed a narrow scratch on his neck – not deep, but about 2 centimeters long, as if made by something sharp, like a fingernail.

Adrain had clearly noticed it too. He tilted his neck slightly, expressionlessly examining the wound – made by Christine in her daze last night.

He raised his hand, fingers lightly brushing over the scratch. He couldn’t help but recall how Christine had mistaken him for Ethan. Despite her body being lost in passion, her face had shown such gentle tenderness.

He finished adjusting his tie and collar, then strode out of the CEO’s office.

James thought the secretary was right – today, the boss’s expression was frighteningly dark.