Love at First Sight? Mr. Harrison Has Been Scheming All Along-Chapter 54: "If You Think It’s Not Appropriate Here, Then We’ll Go to the Bed.

Chapter 54: Chapter 54: "If You Think It’s Not Appropriate Here, Then We’ll Go to the Bed.

Only then did Rory Linden notice the heavy scent of alcohol that filled the room.

Although Sean Harrison seemed to be drinking liquor now, the aroma in the room was distinctly that of red wine...

’It seems he’s been drinking more than one type of alcohol in here lately.’

Or perhaps...

...someone else had just been in the room, drinking with him.

Rory Linden tried her best to remain unfazed.

With Sean Harrison’s status and looks, countless women would be willing to jump into his bed without him even having to ask.

For someone of his standing to agree to pretend to be her boyfriend and help her out was already more than she could have ever asked for.

Besides, with the Gary Sinclair situation... she had no better solution.

"What are you just standing there for?" Sean Harrison rubbed his temples. "If you don’t think this spot is suitable, we can go to the bed."

"No, right here is fine," Rory Linden quickly interjected. "Your wound has mostly healed. It just needs a quick cleaning."

She walked quickly to the sofa and sat down beside him.

She had originally intended to push the sleeve of his pajama top up past the wound.

But after a moment’s effort, she realized it wouldn’t work.

Left with no choice, Rory Linden tentatively tried to help him take off one side of his top.

She had to be extremely careful throughout the process.

The man’s robe was a single piece, and a single careless move while taking it off could expose him...

She had just pulled down one of his sleeves when Sean Harrison took the initiative and shrugged off the entire top half of his robe himself.

The man’s bare torso burst into Rory Linden’s line of sight without reservation.

The bright light of the room shone down from above, and the distinct contours and shadows highlighted his excellent physique.

This wasn’t the first time Rory Linden had seen Sean Harrison’s body.

But every time, she couldn’t help but marvel at his incredible figure.

She lowered her gaze, took out an iodine cotton swab, cleaned the wound, and replaced the sterile dressing.

"All done."

Just as Rory Linden was about to get up...

...Sean Harrison’s large hand grabbed her wrist, forcibly pulling her back down onto the sofa.

"Mr. Harrison?!"

When Rory Linden turned to look, the man was already leaning over her.

His inky eyes were like a deep, emotionless sea. At such a close distance, she could only faintly see her own reflection in them.

The smell of alcohol grew stronger and more intense as he drew near.

It was almost unnaturally strong.

"What’s wrong? You like guys like Keith Hawthorne? I admit he’s not bad, but isn’t he older than me? And he’s divorced. Even if the kid is with his ex-wife, that doesn’t change the fact that he has a child."

Sean Harrison’s gaze was intense. His words sounded like a complaint, but his tone was so cold that it was impossible to discern any emotion.

"...Mr. Harrison, you’re drunk."

Rory Linden felt he was too close and tried to turn her face away.

The moment she averted her gaze, his hand clamped onto her chin and forced it back.

Forcing her to look at him.

"Why are you running? Answer my question." A self-deprecating, cold sneer played on Sean Harrison’s lips. "See? For you, abandoning me is so much easier than choosing me, isn’t it?"

Hearing this, Rory Linden finally realized what was happening.

Sean Harrison was drunk.

Although he didn’t seem typically intoxicated, the things he was saying were clearly words that only a drunk person would say.

And...

He was mistaking her for...

Nadia Willow.

She had never abandoned him. The only person who had was Nadia Willow.

’If Sean Harrison felt even a fraction of that emotion for me, I probably wouldn’t be able to refuse him at all.’

"Mr. Harrison." Rory Linden met his dark eyes. "I haven’t abandoned you. I..."

"What’s this? I remember you weren’t good at lying. I didn’t expect you to have practiced your technique just for me..." Sean Harrison’s dark eyes quietly studied the woman before him. "Then use that skill on me. Lie to me a little. For example..."

"Mr. Harrison!"

Rory Linden couldn’t take it anymore and finally cut him off.

Deep down, she even felt a little sorry for Sean Harrison.

She bit her lip tightly, and after a long moment, she said, "Mr. Harrison, look at me. I’m Rory Linden, not Nadia Willow."

The moment she mentioned Nadia Willow’s name, Sean Harrison’s hand on her chin abruptly loosened.

The faint trace of drunkenness on his face vanished completely as he slowly and methodically began to put his bathrobe back on.

Rory Linden was completely baffled.

’What does this mean?’

’Did I make him unhappy by bringing up Nadia Willow?’

’I suppose so... Nadia Willow is probably the one topic that’s absolutely off-limits for him...’

Just as Rory Linden was about to apologize...

"Just as I thought. It was Miles or someone else who told you about Nadia Willow, wasn’t it?"

Sean Harrison’s voice was cold and heavy. His tone and his entire demeanor seemed perfectly sober!

"Huh?" Rory Linden froze. "You... You’re not drunk?"

Sean Harrison slowly straightened his robe. In the process, he lifted his dark eyes and gave Rory Linden a look that told her to figure it out for herself.

"So you were just pretending earlier."

As Rory Linden voiced this suspicion, she already knew the answer.

"I can hold my liquor very well. Under normal circumstances, it’s impossible for me to get drunk, unless..." Sean Harrison finished adjusting his robe and casually draped an arm over the back of the sofa. "...I want to be."

"But you still drank a lot. The smell of alcohol on you is very strong," Rory Linden said.

"I splashed this alcohol on myself." Sean Harrison lifted the collar of his robe and sniffed it. "I haven’t forgotten what the doctor said about drinking less."

The man’s state now was completely different from when she had first entered.

He had put on an entire act.

’To trick me into talking!’

Sean Harrison crossed his legs, his dark eyes fixed on her. "Are you going to ask me, or should I just tell you?"

"I won’t ask, and you don’t have to say." Rory Linden shook her head with a smile. "It’s your own business."

She felt there was no need to ask about these things.

He was kind enough to help her. No matter his reasons, she was the one benefiting.

Why did she need to get to the bottom of it?

"Then you tell me," Sean Harrison offered a third option. "Tell me what you’ve heard."

"..."

"Should I go ask Miles, then? Or... my sister-in-law?"

Sean Harrison spoke very slowly.

It was obvious he already had a very accurate guess about what Rory Linden knew.

Rory Linden knew that to the Harrington family, she was a complete and utter outsider.

A small matter like this wouldn’t affect the relationships within the Harrisons...

"I’ll tell you."

Rory Linden told him everything that had happened over the past two days.

She lowered her eyes and said self-deprecatingly, "Mr. Harrison, I don’t look good in a qipao anyway. I just looked like a clumsy imitation. I won’t wear one again."

As her words faded, a long silence fell over the room.

After a long while, Sean Harrison finally patted the spot next to him. "Come, sit over here. Sit next to me."