Chapter 242 - Irene is in trouble (Part 1)
What happens in Chapter 242 of "Noble Pampering: Demon CEO's Relentless Entanglement"? Sophie Smith tried hard to speak, attempting to explain, but Irene Morton did not give... Read on to find out!
Sophie Smith tried hard to speak, attempting to explain, but Irene Morton did not give her the chance.
She directly dragged her suitcase downstairs.
Sophie watched Irene go downstairs and saw Nanny Garcia taking over her luggage. From such a distance, Sophie couldnāt hear what they were talking about.
In the end, Nanny Garcia called the driver to send Irene off in the car.
So, did Irene really leave just like that?
Sophieās feelings were a bit complicated; she couldnāt quite describe how she felt. Perhaps it was Ireneās attitude that left her somewhat disappointed.
She returned to her room, sitting idly in front of the computer. Feeling truly bored, she simply went straight to bed and took a good nap.
When she woke up, it was already dark.
Sophie heard the sound of a car horn, then the iron gate opening, and she knew that Asher Land had come back.
She turned over, continuing to sleep.
Not long after, he was upstairs. Faintly, she heard Nanny Garciaās voice outside the door.
"Young Master, Miss Irene went back to Europe today. No matter how busy you are with work, you should have seen her off. She was crying when she left..."
"Also, Miss Smith seemed to be in a bad mood today. She didnāt have lunch and has been sleeping all afternoon in her room..."
"She didnāt have lunch?" Asher Land furrowed his brows with displeasure, a hint of concern in his voice.
The master bedroom door was suddenly opened, and Sophie pretended to be asleep with her eyes closed.
A slightly cold body suddenly slipped into the blanket, embracing her from behind.
"I heard you didnāt have lunch? Were you waiting for me to come back and āfeedā you?" His large hand restlessly slipped into her nightgown, firmly kneading her soft parts.
Although she wanted to keep pretending to sleep hard, it seemed her act fell apart in front of him in a second.
She couldnāt hold back, a moan escaping her lips, and Asher Land curled his lips in satisfaction at her response.
"Donāt mess around..." Her small hand nervously tried to stop his reckless behavior.
He wouldnāt listen, pressing her beneath him and gently kissing her lips.
Where did he get this energy from, after a full day of work, isnāt he tired?
"You, must be tired, get some, get some rest early." A simple sentence came out haltingly from her mouth.
"Thank you for your concern, my dear, but Iām not tired!" He curled his attractive lips, a hint of pride in his eyes, "You should have faith in your manās āstrengthā."
What in the world?
Sophie still wanted to refuse, but he roughly tore off her nightgown.
Without the heater on in the room, Sophie felt a gust of cold wind sweep through, making her shiver.
"Cold..." she blurted out.
"Donāt worry, itāll get warm soon."
He was right; in no time, she was dripping with fragrant sweat.
Tonight, she didnāt particularly resist him; on the contrary, there was a tendency to cooperate a bit.
She was terrified of this feeling, as if her body was no longer under her own control, completely conquered by him.
Suddenly, Asher Landās phone rang at this inappropriate moment.
He ignored it, reaching out to turn off the phone and tossing it aside.
But only a short while after tossing the phone, the door was knocked once more.
The Land Familyās servants would never be so tactless as to knock on the master bedroom door at such a time.
Sophie thought maybe someone had made a mistake, but a few seconds later, the door was knocked again, and the knocking became more and more urgent.