Though paralyzed, still radiantly charming!

Chapter 119: Last wish fulfilled

Watching a live stream of passionate lovemaking with a stunning woman—awkward or not? Well, that really depends on the relationship between the two viewers.

Abigaile seemed to be enjoying herself, eyes wide as she stared at the screen. “Doesn’t that hurt?”

“As long as you’re persistent, you can train any part of the body,” Ethan replied, smacking his lips as he watched.

He had thought Michael would be the one going all out, but it turned out his delicate-looking younger brother was the one putting in more effort.

The scene on the screen was getting too much.

“Let’s just stop watching,” Ethan glanced at Abigaile, who seemed even more unfazed than him, not shy in the slightest.

When they first met, she had played the innocent young girl, but looking back now, it just gave him the creeps.

“Don’t stop, this kind of rare footage is new to me,it’s just that the screen is too small,” Abigaile said with the tone of an experienced viewer.

“Ah, you’re more experienced then,” Ethan said, no longer trying to put away his phone, instead glancing sideways at Abigaile, admiring her beautiful face.

She was so composed.

Must be from all her experience in the entertainment industry.

“Hmph,” Abigaile cocked her head and gave him a sidelong glance. “People in the entertainment industry often get used to being on camera. I’ve seen my fair share.”

She spread her hands as she spoke, “I’m not one of those women who just jump into bed with any man, otherwise I wouldn’t be where I am now, with my popularity waning.”

“Hmm,” Ethan chuckled. He didn’t care much for such claims, nor did he believe them. After all, reality isn’t a novel where actresses claim to be as pure as the driven snow—that only happens in dreams.

“Hey, kid, your look is kind of annoying,” Abigaile said, now that they were more familiar, no longer pretending to be the young cute girl.

“I’m supposed to marry into a good family. Men say they don’t mind about a woman’s past, but deep down, they really do.”

“Oh, Mr. Felix?” Ethan asked, glancing at the intense scene on his phone screen, making idle conversation as the video continued.

At the mention of Felix, Abigaile paused, then quickly smiled, “Yes, he’s going to be a judge. We’ve been childhood friends, and I know all his family quite well.”

“That’s great, Mr. Felix is a nice guy,” Ethan said honestly, recalling the last time he met Felix.

Not only did Felix look good, but he was also very polite and well-mannered towards Ethan.

“Ha, right? You also think Felix is a good match,” Abigaile withdrew her gaze from the phone screen.

“Looks like it’s over,” Ethan noted, looking at the screen.

The threesome hadn’t lasted very long.

“Abigaile, wait here for me,” Ethan said as he opened the car door to leave and go upstairs to fetch Michael.

After all, with his late-stage cancer, any complications could be troublesome.

After he left.

Abigaile sat in the car, her face losing the carefree smile, her hand supporting her forehead, suddenly her phone chimed.

It was from Felix.

“Abby, mom wants you to come over for dinner tonight, she says it’s been years since she last saw you and she really misses you.”

After hesitating, Abigaile quickly typed, “I’ve got a lot of work recently, please thank your mom for me, I’ll visit after I’m less busy.”

The phone quickly buzzed with a reply.

“Okay, please don’t overwork yourself.”

Then another message followed.

“Also, although it might be presumptuous, I mentioned trying out dating last time.”

Seeing this message, Abigaile covered her forehead with her hand, clenched her teeth, her expression relaxing then tensing again, hesitating for several minutes:

“Sorry, you know I’m really busy with work right now.”

“Click.” The car door opened.

Ethan helped Michael back into the back seat, then returned to the passenger seat, noticing Abigaile staring blankly at her phone: “Abby, is something wrong?”

“It’s nothing, let’s go.” Abigaile quickly pressed send, put away her phone, and expertly started the car.

Ethan watched her cheeks in the rearview mirror. She really was beautiful. That morning, he had called her to see if she’d agree to drive, just testing the waters.

But she had agreed right away.

The sedan sped along the road.

After Michael returned, his expression was calm, as if nothing in the world had anything to do with him anymore.

As Abigaile drove, she struck up a casual conversation. “You promised to watch the movie I starred in. Did you see it?”

“Yeah, I watched it,” Ethan replied, resting his chin on his hand.

“How was it?” Abigaile asked, a smug look on her face.

“Well, I think the reason you’re not getting better movies isn’t because you refuse to play by the unwritten rules,” Ethan answered nonchalantly.

He was brutally honest.

Abigaile’s fame from a few adult films relied heavily on her looks and exaggerated poses to not seem out of place.

But her lack of acting skills became apparent in her more mainstream movies.

Now, she was just managing to keep herself in the limelight by appearing on various TV shows, doing cosplay photoshoots, and acting in some comic adaptations.

“Jerk!” Abigaile hissed through clenched teeth, raising her hand as if to hit him, but then remembering she was driving, she pulled back.

Ethan waited for a moment, but she didn’t retort.

Over the past few days, as online friends, they had gotten along well with his offbeat jokes and quirky views.

When Ethan turned to look at her, he saw that Abigaile was quite silent.

“I know I don’t have much talent for acting,” Abigaile admitted with a bitter smile.

“Don’t say that,” Ethan tried to console her. “Play to your strengths, like taking roles that require good looks and fewer lines. At least you’re better than Mason.”

“Hmph,” Abigaile snorted.

They pulled up to the hospital.

“Thanks,” Abigaile suddenly said, rolling down the window.

“Huh?” Ethan pointed to himself, surprised to be thanked after having used Abigaile as a driver for the day.

“That’s what I call a top-notch worker.”

“It’s okay, next time something good like this comes up, I’ll call you again!”

Abigaile rolled her eyes at him. “I’m just thanking you for getting me out of the house when I had no gigs and nothing better to do. I’m off now.”

She rolled up the window, started the car, and drove off humming a tune.

“What the heck.” Ethan was baffled by her reaction. He helped Michael back to his hospital room.

Once Michael was back in bed, he suddenly spoke up, “I’m planning to make a will. If Victoria is pregnant, all my assets will go to the child. If not, everything will go to Joseph after he and Victoria get married.”

Ethan understood the implications immediately. He cared about both Victoria and Joseph.

If it weren’t for the cancer, and if there were more time…

The life Joseph longed for, living together with the three of them, might have been possible.

“Mr. Michael, congratulations,” Ethan said with a smile.

“Yeah.” Michael smiled back, a look of relief on his face, having reconciled this special part of his life in his final days.

Ethan suddenly felt that helping someone fulfill their last wishes was quite meaningful.

That night, he suddenly accessed the system panel.

“Last wish fulfilled.”