Noble Pampering: Demon CEO's Relentless Entanglement-Chapter 815 - 811: You Sleep in the Master Bedroom, I’ll Sleep in the Guest Room

"Asher Land, why are you yelling at Alexander..." Sophie Smith muttered softly. With Asher Land’s temper, it’s possible the child might get scared sick.

Asher Land realized he might have been too harsh, so he cleared his throat twice, then spoke slowly, "Think carefully about what you want to say before you speak."

This one sentence, to Alexander’s ears, wasn’t it a naked threat?

Think carefully before speaking?

He didn’t need to think anymore; he just needed to tell his mommy that he saw Asher Land and this pretty aunt on a date last time.

But thinking that his mommy liked Uncle so much, what if she got sad when he told her?

Everyone’s gaze fell on Alexander, who was deep in thought, especially Asher Land, who surprisingly felt a bit anxious.

This little guy really seems to enjoy opposing him.

Alexander hesitated for a long time and finally didn’t say what he originally intended to.

"Mommy, I want another bowl of rice..."

Sophie Smith thought something was up, but he just wanted another bowl of rice.

Asher Land also let out a long breath in his heart; it was incredible that he actually considered a child a threat?

After dinner, it was already late. Asher Land and Sophie Smith originally didn’t plan to leave, but now that Irene Morton had arrived...

"Don’t worry, Brother Asher, you and Sister Sophie sleep in the master bedroom, I’ll sleep in the guest room."

Irene Morton was very considerate.

She also didn’t know why she could now ’endure humiliation and bear the burden,’ after accompanying Asher Land for four years and giving her all, with him now healthy yet indifferent to her. Wasn’t she supposed to be furious?

At the very least, she shouldn’t miss any opportunity to torment Sophie, so how was it that now she could quietly stand by their side and say such generous words like ’you sleep in the master bedroom, I’ll sleep in the guest room’?

Later, she realized it was just because she loved him too much.

...

"Mommy, are you... sleeping with Uncle tonight?" Alexander seemed unsure.

"The rooms... are limited, aren’t they?" Sophie Smith felt her excuse was flimsy because clearly, there were so many rooms in the Land Family, "Granny Garcia only cleaned four rooms, one for her, one for Aunt Irene Morton, then your children’s room, and just one left."

Sophie Smith patiently explained it to Alexander again. Alexander struggled with his thoughts for a long time, hesitated for half an hour, and finally agreed reluctantly.

Asher Land wasn’t in the master bedroom; he must have gone to the study. Sophie Smith shook her head, didn’t think much of it, feeling a bit tired, so she went to the bathroom to take a bath first.

In the study.

Asher Land propped up one hand on the desk, the other clutching his chest, bending his tall body halfway down, his face pale as paper, beads of sweat gathering on his forehead.

Intense chest pain, spasms, he felt like he was almost suffocating.

No way, he absolutely couldn’t let her see him like this.

His first thought wasn’t to find a doctor, but to immediately get out of there...

He steadied himself, took out a handkerchief to wipe his forehead, and walked out, his steps a bit unsteady.

Upon reaching the spiral staircase, he ran into Irene Morton. In that split second when their eyes met, Asher Land instinctively lowered his gaze, then pretended to pass by her nonchalantly.