Secrets Of The Sullivan Sisters

Chapter 81

“What? I need to be a replacement and accompany Nathan again?” Caroline asked inwardly.

This time, she would really be keeping him company.

Caroline immediately refused, “Shirley, I’m taking care of Grandma in the hospital now. I can’t leave.”

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and can’t type. Caroline, as I’ve said before, make sure you coax my husband. Otherwise, you won’t

know where the emerald is.” With that, Shirley hung up the phone.

Caroline was rendered speechless.

Soon, Shirley sent Caroline the WhatsApp account and password. The latter had no choice but to log

in.

Caroline saw Nathan’s WhatsApp chat log. His profile picture was all black, and Shirley saved his

contact as [My Darling Husband.]

There was a message in the chat history on the top, which Nathan had sent: [Come over and keep me

company tonight.]

The six simple words looked like an invitation that would make anyone blush.

Caroline pondered momentarily. After that, she typed a word. Caroline wrote: [Honey.]

Shirley had always used the sweet “Honey” as an opening line. If Caroline did not do that, she would

not sound like Shirley.

However, Nathan was not her husband, yet she was there secretly calling him “Honey.”

Caroline felt that it was really embarrassing for her to do so.

Caroline typed: [Honey, I can’t go over to accompany you tonight.]

Very soon, Nathan’s reply came in. He wrote back: [Hmm?]

“Hmm?” Caroline noted inwardly.

The rising intonation of the word “Hmm” was assertive and se xy

Caroline replied: [Honey, my mom isn’t feeling well, so I have to stay home and keep her company.]

“He shouldn’t be able to refuse this reason,” Caroline said to herself.

Ding!

Nathan’s reply came in. He wrote: [So you don’t have to keep your husband company?]

Caroline bit her red lip and replied: [But my mom isn’t feeling well.]

“Let’s see what else he has to say,” Caroline muttered.

Two minutes later, Nathan replied: [I feel somewhat unwell too.]

“Is he not feeling well? How could that be? I saw him a couple of days ago, and he was fine and

energetic,” she commented inwardly.

Even with that thought in mind, Caroline still wrote back: [Honey, what’s wrong with your body?]

Nathan answered: [You’ll know it when you come to see me.]

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“What does that mean?”-Caroline asked herself after reading his text message.

Shortly after that, Nathan sent another text: [Mrs. Faraday, when was the last time we did it? How long

has it been since we were last together?]

Boom!

Caroline’s face turned red. She immediately understood what Nathan meant. “So that’s what he meant

by not feeling well,” she said under her breath.

He had vividly and thoroughly demonstrated the profound words, and Caroline could not keep up with

him at all.

At that point, Caroline did not want to reply anymore. However, at that moment, she was Shirley. She

had no choice but to write back: [We’ll meet next time, Honey.]

Caroline was afraid that Nathan would pester her, so she clicked on the emoji pack and sent him a

smirk emoji.

After sending that, Caroline’s face turned extremely red. It was as if blood would drip down any

moment. “It’s okay. He doesn’t know it’s me anyway. He still thinks I’m Shirley,” she comforted herself.

Meanwhile, in the CEO’s office at Faraday Group, several senior executives with blue tags hanging

around their necks were still discussing the project proposal. At that moment, they noticed something

unusual.

Their CEO, Nathan, stood straight before the floor-to-ceiling window. He was holding onto his phone

and sending text messages on WhatsApp. They did not know what happened, but the corner of his lips

had curled up into a smile.

As he looked at the smirk emoji that Caroline sent, Nathan texted back once again. He wrote: [Send

me a voice message and call me Honey.]

Nathan actually wanted her to send him a voice message and call him “Honey”!

Caroline could not handle the thought of how sweet and coquettish Shirley was when she called

Nathan “Honey.”

It was impossible for Caroline to call Nathan that.

In no time, another text from Nathan came through. [You have to come over and spend the night with

me if you don’t send a voice message calling me Honey.]

“Okay! I’ll do it! I’ll call you that!” Caroline exclaimed inwardly.

Caroline pressed the voice message button and called out, “Honey.”

Nathan tapped open the message with his fingers, and the girl’s soft, sweet, and tender voice entered

his ear. “Honey. She’s calling me Honey,” he mused.

Since the office was very quiet, several senior executives heard the girl calling Nathan “Honey,” too.

They were instantly petrified when they heard that.