Chapter 295 - You Say No, Then No (Part 3)
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A long, passionate kiss entwined them together, and she actually reached out to unbutton his shirt, her small hands eagerly exploring, igniting flames all around. But after a little while, she pushed him away."Whatâs wrong?" Asher Land chuckled as he observed her, his collar slightly open.
"You say we wonât do it, then we wonât do it; you want to do it and we do it? Well, Iâm not doing it." Sophie Smith rose from him with a sense of âdignity,â then plopped down on the floor.
The throbbing pain in her head suggested the alcohol was kicking in, and Asher Land looked at her, half amused and half annoyed.
She fussed around by herself for a while, then leaned against the sofa and drifted off to sleep.
Asher Land sighed, took off his jacket, covered her with it, and then picked her up.
Eva Miller, with keen eyes, noticed a bloodstain on Asher Landâs white shirt.
"President Land, y-you have blood on your shirt..." Eva Miller stammered quietly.
"Itâs nothing, youâve been really helpful today, Iâll take her back now."
"No trouble at all, no trouble at all!" Eva Miller quickly waved her hands.
Asher Land nodded at her and carried Sophie Smith downstairs.
He opened the carâs passenger seat door, fastened her seatbelt, and then closed the door.
A sudden stabbing pain hit his back; likely the vigorous moments earlier had reopened his healing wound.
However, he didnât think much of it and drove straight home to the Land Family residence.
"Asher Land, youâre awful, youâre a bastard, youâre such a pervert..." Even in her sleep, she continuously cursed him.
Helplessly, he smirked. Oh well, considering sheâs drunk, he wouldnât take offense.
"Asher Land, I hate you, why are you so annoying..." Her voice carried a hint of sobbing, "Sometimes youâre nice to me, other times you humiliate me, what am I to you, tell me..."
"Donât think I have no temper, I donât want to be toyed with by you!"
"I will leave you, I definitely will..."
Upon hearing her last sentence, he took a sudden sharp brake, causing Sophie Smithâs body to lurch forward; he turned to look at her, and found her pouting and frowning.
"You bastard! Do you even know how to drive?" She cursed loudly.
After her outburst, her mood seemed to have eased; she closed her eyes, rested her head against the car window, and quieted down.
He gazed at her intently, for a long, long time.
"I wonât allow you to leave me, definitely not."
Asher Land parked the car and then carried her down from it.
"My goodness! Whatâs happened to Miss Smith?" Nanny Garcia came running over to assist Asher Land with his jacket. "And young master, whatâs wrong with your back? Whyâs it bleeding?"
"Stop asking so many questions. Go make some sober-up soup and bring it to my bedroom."
"Oh, alright, Iâll go right away." Nanny Garcia dared not ask further, rushing to the kitchen.
Asher Land laid her on the bed, and within seconds, Sophie Smith was up, following her intuition, staggering towards the bathroom.
"Be careful!" Asher Land tried to support her, but suddenly, he heard a "urgh" sound as she vomited on him!
"Sophie Smith!" Asher Land almost yelled her name; damn, doesnât she know he has an obsession with cleanliness?
Asher Land steadied himself, finally finding his footing, then dragged her into the bathroom.