Sweetheart Do You Still Love Me novel Chapter 368

Chapter 368 Redemption

"Why?" Jethro shrugged in defeat. He thought he would've wooed her with the move, but who'd have thought it did nothing at all?!

"Haven't I just said? This isn't an issue that only involves you."

If the Wilstones showed up at her doorstep to find their precious heir out in public and working a second-rate job as a social media influencer, she wouldn't be surprised if they assassinated her.

"But my family knows that I've come to be a social media influencer, and they're quite supportive of me."

His words shocked Elspeth, and she reached a finger out to poke the barely legal adult's shoulder. "Don't mimic and deceive others when you've only recently become an adult, kiddo."

She was six years his senior, so she wasn't wrong to call him a kid.

"I'm not lying." Seeing that she still didn't believe him, Jethro pulled his phone out of his pocket and played her a clip, where the entire Wilstone Family was smiling while they sat on the couch.

"Miss Lynwood, my son keeps telling me that he wants to work in your company. Coincidentally, we were thinking of training him, so we hope you can treat him well."

Elspeth honestly didn't think he would pull a clip out, let alone the fact that the Wilstones were so liberal.

Then again, you guys are being a little too liberal, don't you think?

Nonetheless, since the Wilstones already put it that way, she'd just begrudgingly make him a signed talent.

"Another thing, Jethro. I forgot to ask you earlier. Why did your parents ask me to guide you?" It wasn't until later that Elspeth registered the fact that Jethro's parents trusted her a lot for some reason.

"I told them you're very capable."

"And the truth is?" Skepticism came to Elspeth as she looked at the teenager's insouciant smile.

Jethro turned his head and met her eyes. "I told them you're my future wife."

Future wife… This can't get any more absurd!

"Though this relationship is still unilateral at this point, I believe I'll be able to win your heart over in no time."

Jethro had inexplicable confidence in this, but to Elspeth, the confidence was immature and ridiculous.

"First, I'm six years older than you; second, I will never fall in love with you!"

However, Jethro wasn't bothered. He casually shoved his hands into his pockets and said, "Have you ever heard of the saying 'older wife, better life'? You're six years older than me. That means I'll have a great life!"

Dear Jesus, Mother Mary, can I please wake him up with a slap? What is all this nonsensical logic?!

"I'm your boss now, and you're my subordinate. That means we can't date. You'd better get rid of that idea, or I'll have a reason to fire you."

At that, Jethro waved the contract in his hand. "I've already looked through the contract, and it isn't stated explicitly in here."

Instead of panicking, Elspeth monotoned, "I'm the boss. I'll add a clause now."

"Now that's just being unreasonable!" Jethro gritted his teeth in anger, leading Elspeth to ridicule him without restraint. "You're still too young to fight me, kiddo."

Jethro snorted disdainfully in response. "If you're going to fire me, I'll put a sign up that says 'I love you' every day at the entrance!"

If you can't get it, destroy it?!

Elspeth clenched her fists silently while maintaining an impassive smile on her face. "Very well. You're something, I'll give you that…"

"You and I both." Jethro smiled.

…

Later on, they interviewed a few more people and finally assembled a team for their talent management company.

As this was uncharted territory for Elspeth, she boned up on the subject, only leaving her office past midnight every day.

On this day—like any other day for the past few days—she was the only one left in the company, and the dim yellow light on her office desk was the only light source in the pitch-black building.

Tap, tap, tap… The sound of a set of footsteps came suddenly from afar.

Though the company was relatively safe, Elspeth still had to be alert. At that, she put the papers down and fixed her gaze on the door. Then, just as she was about to fight back, the footsteps stopped in front of her door, and an oh-too-familiar voice sounded. "Elsie…"

Upon hearing the callow yet deep voice, Elspeth instantly knew it was none other than the kid who had been idling away in the company lately—Jethro Wilstone.

"Come on in. Why are you spooking people at the door?!" She eased up at once.

With that, Jethro waltzed right in, putting a bottle of beverage onto the table while holding another one in his hand. "Why are you still here on such a late night?"

"I have unfinished work."

The beverage looked really sweet, and since Elspeth didn't like anything too sweet, she didn't open it.

"Wow, I never thought you were the hardworking type."

There was a hint of sarcasm in there, and it upset Elspeth somewhat, but she didn't make a big deal out of it.

"And you? Why are you still here at this hour?"

Jethro twitched his lips in response and even appeared somewhat aggrieved.

"I've been waiting for you at the lobby every day lately, thinking I can take you home. I waited and waited, but you never showed up. I thought you always left early, but I didn't know that you've been staying past midnight!" Jethro lay on the table and whimpered like an abandoned puppy.

At that, Elspeth rubbed her temples and said, "Jethro, I don't know if you actually like me or if you're just teasing me, but either way, don't come looking for me ever again, deal?"

"Why? Am I not allowed to pursue the girl I like?"

"Well, why do you like me?" Elspeth smiled helplessly.

Why me, of all people?

"I started listening to your songs when I was 13, and I've been listening to them for five years now. It's not wrong of me to say that I like you, is it?"

Five years could change too many things.

In middle school, he was the problematic kid in his class and the school bully during high school.

No one would've ever thought that the person all outsiders regarded as the all-powerful demon reincarnate and womanizer would also listen to a woman's gentle singing in the middle of the night.

"I remember being belabored in my first fight. I stood in the streets that night, not daring to go home. Suddenly, your voice appeared on the radio, and the song you sang touched my heart," Jethro cooed. "I still remember the name of it. It was called 'Redemption'."

She was his redemption.

Elspeth never thought there could be that possibility.

Though his story was stirring, Elspeth knew well that they would never work.

With that, she sighed and ruffled his hair as an older sister would. "I know you might regard me as your redemption, but Jethro, you have to learn to grow up."

"Don't touch my hair as you please." Jethro stood up with a persistent smile in his eyes.

"Why?" Elspeth wondered.

"I've said it before—anyone who touches my hair has to marry me."

The young woman was rendered helplessly speechless. What is this nonsensical logic again?!