Boomerang Love

Chapter 8

With that, he grabbed Naomi's hands as she tried to push him away. He pinned them above her head on the bed.

Naomi retorted, "Fine, whoever doesn't get their way is the loser."

During their struggle, Naomi realized that Brendan was serious about forcing himself on her. When he got distracted, she quickly grabbed a decoration from the bedside table and smashed it on his head.

"Naomi!" Brendan yelled out her name in anger. He lifted his hand to his forehead and saw it was covered in blood.

Meanwhile, Naomi casually tossed the decoration back on the bedside table and dusted off her hands. "I warned you," she said.

He thought he could sleep with her whenever he wanted? Thought he could play with her? She wouldn't let that happen!

Brendan remained silent.

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"Brendan, you're really something. Getting hit by Naomi and ending up in the hospital."NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

In the hospital, Mason was with Brendan, who had come for treatment. Seeing Brendan with bandages wrapped around his forehead, Mason couldn't help but laugh so hard that his stomach hurt.

Naomi was really tough. Unlike them, who were the ones getting beaten up since they were kids.

Brendan gave Mason a cold look. Mason immediately made a zip-his-mouth gesture, but he couldn't hide the smirk on his face.

Driving Brendan back home, every time Mason looked at Brendan, he couldn't help but smile.

Suddenly, Brendan turned and asked, "Is Naomi jealous?"

Mason replied, "Isn't that obvious? Otherwise, how could she have hit you so hard that you ended up in the hospital? Brendan, Naomi is really great. You should appreciate her more."

Naomi was a year younger than Mason. Due to her relationship with Brendan and her dignified temperament, Mason called her 'Ms. Naomi' when she was around. When she wasn't around, he simply addressed her as 'Naomi'.

Brendan adjusted his cufflinks and patted the dried bloodstains on his sleeve. His

expression suddenly wasn't as dark as before. A hint of a smile even appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Mason said, "Brendan, did you become silly after being hit by Naomi? How can you still smile now? Think about how you'll face people tomorrow and explain that injury!"

Brendan wasn't bothered. What was there to explain? It was just a little tussle with his wife!

In the villa's bedroom, after Brendan left with his injury, Naomi didn't wait for him to come back.

The next morning, she got ready and left the house. She headed straight to Ludwig Corporation to discuss the legal representation matter.

In the reception room, the secretary politely said, "Ms. Goodwin, Mr. Ludwig is in a meeting and won't discuss the legal representation matter today."

When the secretary informed Brendan that Ms. Goodwin from Solaris Law Firm had arrived, Brendan just said that he didn't want to see her.

She had hit him and still dared to come to discuss legal representation? He wasn't having it.

Soon after, the head of the legal department came and told Naomi, "Ms. Goodwin, our corporation is not considering Solaris Law Firm."

He wasn't giving an explanation. He was directly refusing her.

After that, Naomi tried to visit Ludwig Corporation several more times, but Brendan still refused to see her. The legal department wouldn't talk to her either.

A week later, when Naomi got off work, she saw a black Maybach parked not far from the law firm. She slowed down her pace as she approached it.

When Jason saw Naomi coming out, he quickly got out of the car and opened the backseat door. "Ms. Goodwin."

Naomi stopped in her tracks. Jason continued, "Mr. Ludwig has come to pick you up for dinner at the mansion."

Naomi glanced at Brendan, who was sitting in the backseat of the car, and said coldly, "I don't have time."

She had tried several times to see him at Ludwig Corporation, but he always refused to meet her. Now, he wanted her to come back for dinner? She definitely wasn't going to cooperate!

In the backseat of the car, Brendan sat upright. His expression seemed indifferent. He said, " It seems that you really don't want to become a mother."

Naomi didn't like the way he said that. She crossed her arms and looked at him. "Have you ever given me a chance?"

Brendan brushed off some barely noticeable dust from his sleeve. "Not being able to bed me is your failing."

Then, he looked up and said, "Naomi, from now on, I'll come back once a month. Whether you can make the most of it is up to you."

Once a month? What if the timing wasn't right? Then, his coming back would be meaningless. Besides, Brendan wasn't that easy to deal with and wouldn't just play along.

Considering this, Naomi said firmly, "Once a week, no negotiation."

Brendan looked at Naomi for a long moment. He then said with a smile, "Get in the car."

Lately, Samuel had been keeping a close eye on him. His grandparents were also putting pressure on him. It wasn't just about having kids, but more about his attitude.

Brendan agreed to her terms. Naomi smiled and sat down next to him in the car.

Jason closed the car door and also got into the car. He breathed a sigh of relief.

They had to negotiate just about coming back home to sleep. How did their marriage even get to this point?

Not long after Brendan and Naomi entered the mansion, Fiona Clarke, Brendan's grandmother, hurried out to greet them. "Oh dear! My little Naomi is back. Let Grandma

see, are you pregnant yet?"

Then, Fiona bent down to check Naomi's stomach.

Naomi felt awkward. "Grandma, not yet."

Fiona was disappointed and straightened up. "Naomi, you and Brendan have been married for two years. Why isn't there any good news? Have you been to the hospital? Is the problem

with you or Brendan?"

Naomi replied, "I've had check-ups. Everything is normal."

Naomi wished she could get pregnant, but unfortunately, she couldn't do it alone. If she could, she would have already had seven, eight, nine, or ten kids by now. Hearing this, Fiona turned to look at Brendan. "So, Brendan, the problem must be with you."

"You're a big, strong man. Why can't you even have a child? All that upbringing, wasted." Brendan replied, "Grandma, Naomi and I are still young. We're not planning on it right now.

Married for two years and still no plans? He was fooling no one!

Just as she was about to retort, Samuel came down from upstairs. He said, "Mom, Naomi and Brendan have their own plans. You don't need to interfere."

After saying that, he turned to Brendan, "Brendan, come here, I need to talk to you."

After Brendan was called away, Naomi stayed in the living room, chatting and watching TV with Jackson and Fiona.

When they finished their talk and I was time for dinner, Samuel got straight to the point." Naomi, I heard that you're interested in becoming the legal representative for the company?

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Naomi looked up and said, "Yes, Dad."

Samuel said, "Tomorrow, go directly to the company to sign the contract."

When Naomi graduated, Samuel had wanted her to join Ludwig Corporation. He planned to

groom her for success, but Naomi wanted to carve her own path.

Hearing this, Naomi brightened up, "Thank you, Dad."

Over the years, Samuel was always there to support and help Naomi. If the age gap between them wasn't so big, and Heather hadn't been so kind to her, she might have even thought about marrying Samuel instead. That would definitely have been better than marrying Brendan.

Meanwhile, Fiona was eagerly putting food on Brendan's plate. "Brendan, eat more to build

up your strength."

Naomi turned and saw that Fiona was serving Brendan many different kinds of herbs and even bull pizzle, which were all known for boosting virility.