Hubby's Deep Love Will Never Change-Chapter 1114 Heather of the Other Shore Flower Sea (138)
If it were an enemy seeking revenge, they would definitely choose to strike on the road, not in the hotel—such a risky and inconvenient location.
The person didn’t say a word, just lunged straight at her.
She had actually anticipated this. In moments like these, if she were him, she wouldn’t bother talking either.
At the moment, Heather wasn’t exactly in the best condition for movement, wrapped in a bath towel that could slip off at any moment—
As soon as she thought this, her bath towel snagged onto one of his shirt buttons just as he dodged one of Heather’s strikes. Abruptly retreating, there was a loud "rip——."
That person seemed stunned for a moment, but after exchanging a few quick moves and realizing Heather wasn’t an easy opponent to deal with, he decided to retreat.
In the darkness, Heather glared, wide-eyed, watching him open the door and flee. She stood at the doorway, unable to chase after him.
That bastard!
Just let her catch him next time!
He escaped, fine, but he even took her bath towel with him!
However, that seemed to be part of his retreat strategy. After all, a stark naked Heather could only chase him to the door at best. She wouldn’t be able to go any further.
If the power were to suddenly come back on halfway through...
That would be utterly mortifying.
She shut the door, and the first thing she did was head back to the bathroom to grab a robe to put on.
"He’s gone?" Nian Shen’s voice came from very close by.
Heather froze: "Don’t come—"
Before she could even finish saying "closer," with a cinematic "snap," the power came back on!
Nian Shen was standing just three meters away, his pupils dilating slightly as he looked at her in this state, visibly taken aback.
A flustered Heather, not knowing where to cover herself, suddenly crouched down like a mushroom, shooting him a furious glare. "Still staring? Believe it or not, I’ll gouge your eyeballs out!"
At this point, who even cared about boss or no boss?
If he were really Ah Nian, it’d be one thing. But if he turned out to be just Nian Shen...
"Sorry," Nian Shen coughed lightly and turned around. "I’m looking away now."
Heather got up, ran into the bathroom, and grabbed a robe to wrap around herself before stepping back out.
Coughing lightly to play it off like nothing happened, she said, "Well, good thing I spontaneously decided to take the job as your bodyguard. Otherwise... tomorrow morning, the headlines might’ve been about you and Miss Qu dying together tragically!"
Nian Shen went along with her attempt to act like nothing happened, nodding. "A life-saving favor... I must properly thank you for that."
"But seriously, who did you piss off? Why would someone want to kill you?"
"I really don’t know," he replied. "I have no clue who would want me dead... Or maybe you’re overthinking it? Maybe they just wanted to sneak in and steal something?"
"Absolutely not," Heather said with certainty. "The murderous intent coming off him was intense—it wasn’t just about money. I’m not trying to make myself sound overly important, but Mr. Nian, even if you hadn’t hired me today, I still would’ve warned you: be careful. He genuinely wants you dead."
"Anyway, I’ll be counting on you going forward," he said.
"I’m serious, hire a few more people. I’m afraid I can’t handle this alone."
"I’ll consider it."
"..."
Heather narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze tinged with suspicion.
He didn’t seem to be taking her warning seriously at all. Saying "I’ll consider it" was probably just brushing her off.
