Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts novel Chapter 119

"Can I bring my camera? I wanna snap a shot of Ethan for my magazine cover. It's gonna skyrocket my next issue's sales. What should I call it... How about 'The CEO of the Meyer Group is a Sweetheart'?"

Ines shivered at the thought, but had to respond, "Ethan never does interviews, he's never gonna be on your magazine cover." Phoebe patted Ines' shoulder, giving her a charming look, "Izzy, considering I brought you along for this investigation today, let's make your hubby my cover star. I'll share my bonus with you."

Ines blinked, "I'm not exactly short of cash, you know."

"Ah, come on."

Ines gave her a push, "Hurry up, Ethan's dinner must be ready by now. I'll mention the magazine cover thing to Ethan, but no guarantees he'll agree."

The man was always low-key. As his wife, she respected his decisions, and wouldn't force him to do anything.

Hearing this, Phoebe's eyes lit up, "As long as you ask, I bet your hubby will agree. He cares about you so much."

On their way back, they hit traffic. Apparently, there was an accident up ahead. The driver who caused the accident fled the scene, and the traffic police had closed the road for investigation.

Looking at the long line of cars ahead, Ines felt restless. Ethan had a sensitive stomach. Although he had only had one attack in her presence, she remembered the doctor's advice about regular meals. With this in mind, she immediately called Ethan.

"Izzy, are you guys back yet?" Ethan's deep voice came through the phone.

"Ethan, we're stuck in traffic. There's been an accident up ahead, we'll be stuck here for at least half an hour. You don't need to wait for us, go ahead and eat."

"I still have one dish left to prepare. By the time it's ready, you guys should be back."

Ines glanced at the time, it was already seven. Her tone became stern, "Eat now. We'll be waiting here for a while. You can prepare that dish after you eat. Don't mess with your stomach, or I'll make you pay."

Ethan, holding the phone, raised an eyebrow in surprise. He was pleased by her concern.

After not hearing Ethan's voice for a while, Ines asked again, "Ethan, are you listening?"

"Izzy, it's okay. I'll wait for you."

"Illnesses, whether minor or severe, build up over time. If I return to find that you haven't nourished yourself, I assure you, I'll be upset," Ines admonished, her tone underlining the seriousness of her words.