Noble Pampering: Demon CEO's Relentless Entanglement-Chapter 548 - 544 I Don’t Blame Her (Part 2)
"Sir, let’s just forget about it." Amelia Williams looked at the trembling Irene Morton and pleaded, "I’m afraid Irene, as a girl, won’t be able to handle it."
Nathan Land saw Irene Morton’s determined look as if she would defend Asher Land to the death, so he decided not to continue his outburst and held back.
Seeing Nathan Land leave, Luke Land quickly ran to Asher Land, pulled him up from the ground, and supported him as they headed towards East Garden.
Luke Land helped Asher Land into the bedroom and called for a maid to assist him with a bath, but was stopped by Irene Morton.
"Let me do it."
"You?" Luke Land glanced at the soaking wet Irene Morton, "You’re like a drowned rat yourself; take care of yourself first."
"I am Brother Asher’s fiancée. I have the right to take care of him." Irene Morton raised her head, a stubborn look in her eyes.
Luke Land suddenly recalled what had happened at the plaza earlier. If it hadn’t been for Irene’s help, Asher would likely have suffered even more...
"Alright, if you want to take care of the third brother, go ahead, but be careful, he’s unpredictable right now..." Luke Land reminded her, then went downstairs.
When Sophie Smith was around, it was never her turn to do this, but now, ...
Irene Morton slowly lifted the corners of her lips into a smile.
She turned to close the door; Asher was sitting on the floor, leaning against the cold wall of the bathroom with his eyes shut.
"Brother Asher..." Irene called his name softly, but he didn’t respond.
Irene removed her wet dress, standing only in her bra and panties, and walked up to him. She extended her small hand to unbutton his shirt, one button at a time.
She still couldn’t help blushing; Asher’s physique was undeniably impressive.
"Sophie..." he murmured a name, and Irene’s hand trembled slightly, yet she didn’t stop.
Ha, so what if he calls another woman’s name? They no longer have a chance, do they?
"Brother Asher..." Irene pressed her soft lips close to him, "I love you."
She placed her lips on his, and Asher seemed to sense something, inexplicably kissing her back. Suddenly, he pressed her beneath him, reversing their roles.
"Sophie..."
Yet, he still regarded the woman beneath him as a stand-in.
Irene wrapped her arms behind his back, unclasping her bra, her bare skin rubbing against his chest. She clung to his neck, kissing his sensuous thin lips passionately.
She clearly felt the change in his body, and her heart was somewhat excited, yet somewhat yearning.
Just as she thought he was going to enter her body, suddenly, he opened his cold eyes, a flash of icy light passed through them. Unconsciously, Irene shivered, then felt an unmerciful force push her away.
"Brother Asher..." Irene looked at him with innocent eyes.
"Get out!" Had he been possessed just now? How could he do such a thing? He had mistaken her for Sophie?
"Brother Asher, you, ..." Irene looked at his swollen desire; he was clearly moved, so why was he driving her away?
"Put on your clothes and get out of here immediately." He had lost his patience, his mind snapping back to clarity in that instant.
Irene, feeling wronged, burst into tears. Why, why did he have to treat her this way?
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