Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO-Chapter 547 - 337: Pedro Langley: Too Busy Feeling Sorry for You
Downloaded all three of Amy Mansfield’s reflections one by one.
Then, printed them out.
...better leave a backup for Pedro Langley.
*
The next day, afternoon.
Nora Scott, holding a folder, stood at the door next door.
She paced back and forth, lightly furrowing her brows, occasionally glancing at the door, but hesitated to enter.
"Click——"
The door lock clicked open, and the door was pulled open as well.
Nora was slightly startled and stopped in her tracks. She looked up to see Pedro Langley in casual wear, holding a cup of water at the door.
Seeing Nora, Pedro was also taken aback. He paused, slowly took a couple of sips from his cup, and looked at her with some amusement.
"I thought you were a thief." Pedro’s lips curled up as he asked suspiciously, "Forgot the password?"
Nora moved the folder behind her, putting on a cold front, her tone indifferent, "I was just passing by."
Pedro couldn’t help but chuckle, "The kind of passing by that happens ten times a minute?"
The rustling at the door could make one think a thief was scoping the place out.
She calls this "passing by"?
Nora was annoyed and snapped back, "I can pass by twenty times, got a problem?"
"I wouldn’t dare..."
Pedro fully opened the door, leaning against the doorway with a light smile on his handsome face, giving off a gentlemanly aura.
He laughed and said, "Can you give me a chance to let you ’pass by’ my place? Having a Heavenly Immortal visit would brighten up the place."
"I haven’t decided."
Nora frowned and averted her gaze.
Pedro asked, "Want me to help you decide?"
"No," Nora, feeling flustered, turned to head back to her own door, "I’m going home."
Pedro, with a teasing smile, suddenly extended his long arm, pulled her closer, and brought her right in front of him.
With the distance shortened, they were again very close, and with just a tilt of his head, he seemed like he could kiss her.
He asked, "Is that folder in your hand for me?"
"No—"
Instinctively, Nora wanted to deny it.
But then, she reconsidered and stopped.
No what?
She was here to give him reflection references.
Denying it now would make it awkward when she handed it over later, as if she had something to hide or ulterior motives.
So, changing her tone, Nora straightforwardly admitted, "Yes."
"What is it?"
Pedro asked softly, reaching out to take it.
Nora avoided his move, raising her eyebrows with a slight tease, "Beg me."
"Beg you."
Pedro agreed without a moment’s hesitation.
Nora was stunned, "Where’s your pride?"
"Why would I need pride to ask my girlfriend for something?" Pedro said without the slightest shame, righteously, "I’ve even called you ’ancestor.’
!
Not amused at all.
After a pause, Nora said, "...Not satisfied with your response, I’ll give you another chance."
"Okay, once more."
Pedro released her, gathered his casual demeanor, placed the cup on the entrance table, then turned back with a more serious expression. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Nora: "..."
Before Nora could react, Pedro was seriously looking at her, "Go on."
"Go on what?" Nora asked, puzzled.
"Beg me."
"..."
"Play along so I can continue."
"..."
After three seconds of silence, Nora kicked him, "Are you a damn drama queen?"
Pedro laughed lowly and dodged.
He wrapped an arm around her waist, taking the chance to pull her to the entrance.
With a casual flick, the door closed, and the next moment, Nora was pinned against it by him.
"Move away."
Seeing him suddenly get close, Nora pushed at his waist.
He was only wearing a T-shirt, with a thin layer of fabric, and upon touching, she could feel his strong waist and firm muscles.
"Let me guess..."
Pedro grasped her flailing hand, pressing his body against hers, the thin lips forming a charming arc, his dark eyes filled with laughter.
Then, he slowly spoke, "My lovely, kind-hearted girlfriend must have prepared reflection templates for me out of pity?"
Nora: "..."
Had Pedro and Marcus Shaw hacked her computer?
Being guessed right, Nora flushed with embarrassment and said angrily, "Stop flattering yourself."
Pedro’s lips curled with a low, rich voice, "I’m wrong?"
He was so damn charming.
Nora gritted her teeth, "Yes."
"Got it right..." Pedro lifted her chin, his voice alluring, "A reward?"
Nora was taken aback, "You—"
Yet again?!
...
The folder, neglected by its owner, fell to the ground.
With a "clatter," it spread open, revealing inside a stack of printed reflections.
Thirty thousand words, nearly twenty pages, densely packed.
The weather changed, the sky dark and overcast, making the afternoon room less bright than usual, with no lights on, the dim light casting a hazy, gray aura over everything, light mixed with shadow, shadowy and indistinct.
For a long time.
Nora was trapped in the gap between the door and the shoe cabinet, breathing heavily, fresh air filling her lungs, easing her breath.
She cursed, "Damn."
Always pushing it!
Now he’s even learned to get physical!
Pedro was also quite stirred, his self-control on the verge of collapse, but hearing her curse, he couldn’t help but laugh.
He pinched her cheek, feeling the soft, smooth skin, warmer than usual.
He said, "It’s fine to do this step ahead."
"Getting more skilled..." Nora bit her lip, glaring at him angrily, "Where did you learn this from?"
"Isn’t it because you’ve taught me well?" Pedro continued with his slippery words.
"..."
Nora was left speechless by him.
"It’s been so long..." Pedro paused his words, under Nora’s scrutinizing and threatening gaze, sighed softly, a touch of grievance in his low voice, "I’ve never laughed at you, not even had time to feel sorry."
Grinding his teeth, Nora spoke with resentment, "The first time I cried since I can remember—"
Kissing her hair, forehead, and nose, Pedro cupped her face, earnestly admitting fault, "I stirred things up. I was wrong."
"..."
Nora slowly exhaled to calm herself down.
She pushed him back a bit.
This man was like a drug; despite the psychological shadow, every mention flaring her up, she couldn’t help but rely on him.
"You..."
Opening her mouth again, Nora’s voice was a bit hoarse.
After a slight pause, she continued, "How’s your reflection coming along?"
"Halfway."
"That fast?" Nora was a bit surprised.
"Yeah, pulled an all-nighter."
Hearing that, Nora carefully looked at his eyes and indeed saw a faint circle of blue.
She said, "Don’t push yourself."
"Okay."
"The reflection on the floor is pretty good, use it for reference."
"..." Pedro’s lips curved, agreeing again, "Okay."
Frowning, Nora gave him a push, "Don’t come see me until it’s finished."
Saying so, she opened the door.
As she stepped out, she heard Pedro’s voice—
"See you tomorrow."
