Though paralyzed, still radiantly charming!

Chapter 75: Today is my wedding anniversary

From an outsider’s perspective, Ethan and Sofia might look like a mother and son.

But after they checked into a hotel room, and Sofia emerged from the bathroom wrapped only in a towel, Ethan had to admit, he understood why some men are drawn to married women.

Her creamy shoulders, the curves of her chest barely concealed by the towel, her slender waist, and voluptuous hips, not to mention her pale, delicate feet peeking out from under the towel.

Ethan swallowed hard. A widow fresh from the shower was just too tempting.

Even though there was no emotional connection between them.

At that moment, there was only one thought in his mind: a night of passion, going at it until dawn.

Most of the time, his upper brain had stopped working, and his body was completely controlled by his lower brain.

Sofia lay on the bed, and as she pressed down, the scent of her shower gel wafted into his nose.

“Aunt Sofia, should I take a shower too?” Ethan suggested, feeling a special sense of ceremony about the day.

“It’s fine,” Sofia chuckled, sticking out her tongue and licking his neck. “I don’t mind.”

What followed was a lengthy affair.

Sofia displayed all the skills she had honed on his body over the past days.

She even pulled out some lubricant from her bag.

Ethan leaned back, a puzzled look on his face, wondering what she intended with the lubricant.

He soon found out.

Indeed, married women know how to play.

At the hospital.

Ryan looked out the window as night fell and the streetlights came on. His mom hadn’t come back.

He sighed softly, guessing his mom must be having a great time.

Ethan didn’t think Sofia was comfortable, at least not by the look on her face. It seemed quite painful, thanks to his “hard as a rock” prowess.

Any ordinary person would have given up by now.

“Aunt Sofia, maybe we should… just stop.”

But Sofia ignored him, as if she had made up her mind to not give up until she succeeded, her back to him, hands bracing against the bed.

Ethan sighed softly. At this point, all he could do was lie back and accept it.

Life is like that, many things others find important.

At nine o’clock, the bells chimed.

Sofia, having bathed and dressed Ethan, pushed him back to the hospital.

“Thank you,” Sofia said as she pushed him to the door of his room.

“Uh,” Ethan said, his expression odd. “If you don’t mind me asking, was today a special day?”

“Yes,” Sofia smiled, not hiding anything. “Today is my wedding anniversary.”

Ethan felt awkward, unsure of what expression to wear, finally managing a smile.

He was wheeled into the room, handed over to Blair.

Sofia returned to her son’s room.

“Mom,” Ryan said, his face lighting up with surprise as he saw his mother return. Then, seeing the faint, happy smile on her face, he was stunned.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he’d seen his mother smile like that.

At the same time, Ethan suddenly sat up in bed, his pupils dilating.

“What’s up?” Blair put down her magazine, looked up with a puzzled expression, and turned to him.

“No, it’s nothing.” Ethan struggled to hide the surprise in his eyes.

Just for a moment, a system panel had popped up in front of him.

“Wish name: Hope Mom is Happy (Completed).”

“Task Reward Points: 1000. Random Skill +1.”

“It’s… done!” A flash of joy crossed Ethan’s eyes. He had anticipated this outcome,the key to the task was making Ryan believe that his mom could be happy.

And the way to make a widow happy was simple.

Material and spiritual, basically, a man.

Sofia was well-off in her own right, the rest was just about satisfying her physical needs. As he had said, a satisfied married woman can’t hide her contentment.

Even if Ryan initially resisted, he would eventually be touched at some point.

But the task was completed quicker than Ethan had expected,he thought it would take a few more days.

But he was too lazy to think about these minor details now.

“Add skill points!”

Without any hesitation, he allocated the attribute points to agility and strength, needing 500 points per level, and with 1000 points, he could add two attribute points.

Now his attributes were:

“Name: Ethan”

“Age: 18”

“Strength: 4”

“Stamina: 3”

“Agility: 3”

“Pecker: 10 inches.”

“Skills: Hard as a rock LV2, Medical Secrecy (special skill, non-upgradable).”

Since he only had one skill that could be upgraded, Hard as a rock automatically went up a level.

“Task: Really want to get behind Auntie.”

After completing Ryan’s wish.

The only task left was his desire to get behind Auntie.

With increased agility and strength.

He felt a warm flow through his body, and his control over his limbs became noticeably clearer.

Ethan raised his hand, clenched it into a fist, then relaxed it, repeating a few times, feeling the strength in his fingertips.

“Fantastic!”

He got out of bed, feeling incredibly light. Only when one loses health, does one truly appreciate its value.

At the same time, his blanket was pushed up significantly.

It was the effect of Hard as a rock LV2.

Unlike what he had imagined, the upgrade allowed him to control it freely,although the outer skin was still soft, the inside was abnormally hard.

Although it was already hard before, it was still within human limits.

But now, holding it in his hand.

It felt as hard as a stick, with increased skin toughness and durability.

“What’s going on here?”

Ethan’s mouth twitched, wondering if continuing to upgrade this skill would make it as hard as a diamond.

Plus some free control techniques.

In the future, he could just use his 10-inch “Pecker” to stab an enemy to death.

“Do you need me to step out for a bit?” Blair asked, holding her magazine and looking up at him holding his 10-inch “Pecker.”

“No, it’s fine. Carry on with what you were doing.”

“Oh.”

The next day.

Ethan visited Ryan, suddenly getting a task completion prompt, and he wanted more answers.

Under his questioning, Ryan smiled, looking out the window, his expression relieved: “Since Dad left, Mom’s eyes have always been sad. I know, all these years, she’s never forgotten Dad. After I got sick, every time I saw her smile, it was forced.”

Ryan looked at Ethan, his eyes apologetic: “But recently, Mom has changed, she started dressing up, there’s a smile in her eyes, I know she’s truly let go.”

“I believe, as long as she lets go of the past, Mom can definitely be happy.” He leaned back against the pillow, his voice soft: “I’m sorry, Ethan.”

Ethan’s expression was odd. What was this, sleeping with a married woman, using his powerful “Pecker” to make her let go of her obsession with her husband, making her thoroughly comfortable, forgetting her husband, and starting a new life.

Turns out, I’m the good guy here.

And there’s no betrayal involved.