Chapter 134: Hela And Chloe Are Sisters

The charming wife shyly opened the door.

"Come in!"

Chloe wore a conservative maternity nightgown that concealed her graceful curves. Even without makeup at home, she still looked exceptionally delicate and lovely. Her hair was tied up, giving her a virtuous appearance.

She handed Luis a pair of slippers and cautiously glanced outside before closing the door.

Luis casually sat on the sofa. Seeing her apparent unease, he directly took her hand, and Chloe settled into Luis’s lap.

The distressed wife sighed and leaned into the arms of this unfamiliar man, trembling nervously as she said, "Luis, what should I do? If he... if he exposes all this, I’m finished."

As she spoke, Chloe trembled uncontrollably, tears already streaming down her face. Biting her silver teeth, her expression—filled with both hatred and helplessness—was utterly heartbreaking.

"Don’t be foolish. He absolutely wouldn’t dare."

Luis held her close, gently kissing away her tears while soothing her. "If he really dared, even one report to the police would land him in jail. That bastard is purely trying to intimidate you."

Luis thought to himself that a few chat logs alone proved nothing. Leem had probably deleted them for his own safety.

If she was afraid of ruin, then the video in Nancy’s hands was the truly fatal thing.

"He really wouldn’t dare?"

"Really."

Chloe, tears streaming down like rain, wept in Luis’s arms. Seizing the moment would be inappropriate, so Luis simply held her, offering comfort and allowing her to fully release her emotions.

Just as her tears began to subside, a child’s cry suddenly came from the bedroom.

A mother’s strength emerges in adversity. The pitifully weeping Chloe immediately wiped away her tears and hurried into the bedroom.

Luis took a closer look: it was a two-bedroom apartment, nearly 100 square meters—quite spacious. The decor was noticeably new, clearly a bridal chamber, with many large red "double happiness" characters still visible.

The thought of having an affair in someone else’s new home filled Luis with wicked ideas. Unable to sit still, he followed her into the master bedroom.

The master bedroom was spacious and warmly decorated, adorned with prominent "double happiness" characters that created a cozy and romantic atmosphere. Most notably, a huge wedding photo hung above the bed.

In the wedding photo, Chloe’s face radiated warmth and happiness as she leaned against her husband.

Her husband was somewhat older, gentle and refined in appearance, exuding an air of sophistication. Dressed in a suit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses, he looked every bit the successful man, proudly holding his young wife.

Chloe also noticed the footsteps, her face slightly flushed, but she said nothing.

In the crib lay a crying baby girl, seemingly less than a year old. Chloe sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the child, and after a moment of hesitation, pulled down one strap of her dress.

The design of this dress allowed for easy breastfeeding. A full, enticing breast swayed into view. Chloe carefully wiped her nipple with a wet wipe before placing it into her daughter’s mouth.

The moment the baby began to nurse, she stopped crying, sucking contentedly at her mother’s nipple.

Luis watched with burning eyes, breathing heavily. "Your milk supply is plentiful. The little one seems to be enjoying it."

"I produce a lot of milk..."

Chloe was utterly embarrassed but still replied.

A stranger—even her client—was now standing beside her, witnessing her most maternal moment. This was an intimacy that breached her privacy in the most profound way.

At that moment, Luis moved closer and wrapped his arms around her waist. Chloe shuddered, pleading weakly, "No... don’t do anything. Let me finish feeding her first, okay?"

"Alright!"

Luis felt both nervous and excited. Glancing at their wedding photo, he asked, "What does your husband do?"

"Don’t even ask!"

Chloe seemed to recall something sorrowful and sighed. Seeing her reluctance to elaborate, Luis didn’t press further. It appeared something had happened in her family.

Gazing at the pitifully beautiful wife before him, the snow-white expanse of her chest was irresistibly alluring. Luis couldn’t help but frivolously lift her chin with his finger.

Chloe looked over in shame. Luis gazed at her tenderly and gently kissed her. This time, Chloe didn’t resist.

Luis softly kissed her lips, slowly coaxing her to part her cherry-like mouth before boldly capturing her delicate tongue and sucking on it.

Chloe closed her eyes, her tongue responding hesitantly. Even when Luis undid the other strap of her dress, she offered no objection.

But just then, the doorbell rang, startling them both. Chloe hurriedly said, "That’s strange. My mother shouldn’t be back this early."

Luis instinctively asked, "Your mother?"

"I’m not sure. She shouldn’t be back at this hour."

At that moment, who it was didn’t matter. A strange man in the house would unequivocally mean being caught in the act—especially during something as private as breastfeeding, which even one’s own father would avoid.

"You... hide in the closet."

Both were panicked. Under her direction, Luis immediately hid in the closet.

His heart raced with anxiety, wondering if he was just that unlucky—getting caught the very first time he indulged in the thrill of an affair.

Chloe adjusted her dress straps and walked out, carrying the still-hungry, crying child.

"Who is it?"

"Chloe, it’s me."

"Sister, what are you doing here?"

Luis froze upon hearing this. The visitor was Daniel’s mother, his target for the dungeon strategy—the haughty Hela.

Hela walked in and went straight to the bedroom. Chloe was too embarrassed to stop her and followed her quickly.

Hela sat in the bedroom, looked at her sister’s child and said casually, "Feed the child first."

Obviously, in front of her powerful aura, Chloe was a little at a loss. She glanced secretly in the direction of the wardrobe, put down the sling again and started feeding the child.

Hela sighed and said, "Don’t worry about your husband for now. The most important thing now is to take good care of the child."

From the looks of things, it seems like something happened to Chloe’s husband.

Chloe’s face was filled with tears again when she said this. She asked, "Sister, why hasn’t my husband contacted me yet."

"Do not think too much about it for now. I have already asked someone to find out."

Hela patted her shoulder and said, "I told you the police last time they came to search. His embezzlement of public funds is a foregone conclusion. Luckily, the down payment for this house was your own money. If it was his money, it would have been seized long ago."

"The car was towed away too?"

Chloe nodded with tears in her eyes. Hela sighed, "You still have to pay the mortgage every month, and you have to take care of the children’s food, drink, and toilet. Are your savings enough?"

"Enough...enough."

Chloe was obviously feeling guilty when she said this. If she really had money, why would she still need to go into the adult entertainment industry.

Looking at Hela’s expression, it was obvious that she cared about her younger sister very much. Chloe did not even dare to ask her what was going on. It seemed that she had saved quite a lot of money before.

"That is good. If you need money, tell me."