Chapter 1437

Waverly's eyes winded further nearly instantly. The butler, on the other hand, even reacted slightly out of line, exclaiming as he looked over at her.

"Sorry?"

It was already strange that Mr. Wyatt brought a woman home, and now she was even staying for the night?!

The butler was shocked, yes, but he had seen much of life, after all, so he regained his composure within the blink of an eye. "Yes, Sir!"

With that, Wyatt led Waverly inside. Destination? Upstairs...

Waverly came back to her senses instantly when she reeled slightly. However, she couldn't help feeling dumbfounded as well. Why did he bring her here? He wasn't going to try anything again, was he?

Late night, massive house, worst, everyone around was his people!

Dangerous! Extremely dangerous!

Horrifying scenes flashed across Waverly's mind, leading her forehead to sweat in anxiety. This was nothing but a lion's den, and she was heading straight into it!

What could she do? What SHOULD she do?

An idea then struck her, and she held her stomach, pretending to be frail. "Ouch..."

Wyatt turned around in response, visibly stumped for a couple of seconds before taking a step back. It was the butler instead who rushed up to Waverly after noticing something was amiss.

"Are you okay?"

Waverly squatted down, still covering her stomach. "My stomach hurts... Ow..."

She whimpered piteously, looking seriously sick.

The butler panicked in an instant. "I'll get the doctor right away..."

Just as she was about to say, "No, send me to the hospital.", Wyatt spoke up. "No need!" Instantly, the other two were confused. The butler even exclaimed again, "Sorry?"

Then it hit him. "Oh, yes, yes. She should be taken to the hospital. I'll have them bring the car over!"

However, right as the butler turned around, Wyatt spoke up again. "I said, no need!"

"Sir?"

The butler looked back at Wyatt in response. He wasn't the only one

dumbfounded this time. Even Waverly couldn't help opening her eyes, frowning slightly.

What was he about?

going to care

son of a

couldn't be so heartless,

chucked the things in his hands

come down and run a few laps. I have laxatives here as well. There are plenty

a side-eye glance at his butler and said, "I'll take care of it! You guys can go

that instant, not from embarrassment this time but anger.

act any more

she flailed around, roaring, "I feel sick. My stomach

her rage, her voice boomed, leading her words to vaguely echo in the space, and for a moment, a burst of faint titters traveled to her ears. She took a deep breath at that but became

was already embarrassing enough, but who'd have thought his deep chuckles came the next second. "Haha, c'mon now, Sweetheart, I know you really want

eyes bloodshot from anger by the unexpected words. But before she could even lash out, Wyatt had already carried her inside,

was still feigning discomfort moments earlier. "Wyatt Johnson, you a*shole! Son of a b*tch!

done absolutely nothing, but

as she ranted, "You take your words back! How can you

out!? Do you ever have anything nice to say at all?! You

feared the cold - and also expending her energy by roaring. So even when she went all

did a thing either,

her around, and just like that, he successfully shackled

with ease. Waverly, on the other hand, was panting, needing to

stand on

heavy. Compared to

your stomach

his arm at that and looked at her with

her waist, downward and rubbed her belly a few times gently

she held his hand at her belly. "Don't use it as an excuse to take advantage of me!

After all, staying overnight at a hospital was far better than being in his den.

it'd be tough for her to try and escape again! His gaze was devious who knew what sort of plan he was concocting again. At that, Waverly hurriedly said, "I think I'm okay now... It doesn't hurt anymore..." Sure,

an open book, her thoughts would be written on her

didn't expose

gave her a big

when she had vividly sensed the subtle change in his tone and attitude.

long-he wanted to spend this Christmas with

want to tell her 'Merry

him losing control the other day then popped into her mind involuntarily, and she tensed up again just

she still echoed softly, "Merry

it wasn't a particularly celebratory holiday to

with no arrangements, when she heard her colleagues talking

accepted his gift and

dinner and bought her things, she couldn't help feeling

least, at this moment, she was

exploit her! A meal and a

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