Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 422 Giving Her a Bath

Sadie's eyes stung with pain, her hands relentlessly scratching across Micah's arms, drawing lines of blood.

But Micah seemed utterly unfazed, letting her scratch him while he wiped off her lipstick. and He gritted his teeth and scoldedin a furiouslys scold, "Look at yourself, you've turned yourself into a mess like a cheap hooker!" "It's none of your business!, Llet me go, sob sob..."

Sadie struggled furiously.

Micah opened another bottle of liquor and poured it all over her face and body.

It was as if he wanted to wash away the stains on her with that method.

Sadie finally began to calm down as the alcohol soaked into her, lying on the couch, her body twisting as if in steam. Her lips were slightly parted, her breath fragrant like an orchid.

She squirmed like a fish out of water and her chest heaved, her flawless skin gleaming seductively under the wine and the lights.

Desire burned in Micah's eyes, yet he refrained from touching her. Instead, he removed his coat, wrapped it around her half-naked body, and lifted her gently before striding out. With the alcohol soaking her, Sadie finally calmed down, lying on the couch, twisting her steaming body, her lips slightly parted, her breath as fragrant as an orchid...

She writhed like a fish out of water, her chest heaving up and down, her flawless skin gleaming seductively under the wine and the lights.

Desire burned in Micah's eyes, yet he didn't touch her but instead took off his coat, wrapped it around her half-naked body, picked her up and strode out.

in his arms, no longer

carried her straight to the car and drove off

and the bodyguards wisely stayed back,

far from the Cloud Hotel, just

the

carried Sadie up and immediately dropped her into a tub

was about to go to the other bathroom to shower when he heard a splashing sound

bathtub, gasping

"Idiot!"

drowned in the

tonight, she truly was drunk senseless by him, completely befuddled, lacking even the most basic self-care ability. With no choice, Micah had to hoist her

last barrier and carefully washed

but marred with marks

with desire, a fiery longing flickering in his eyes, though he fought to suppress

hair, but found women's hair to be quite troublesome—tangled, complicated, and challenging to clean properly.

to keep her shoulders down, preventing her from slipping and choking on the bathwater.He tried to wash her hair, but found women's hair to be a real hassle,

had to use one hand to hold her shoulders down to keep her from slipping and choking on

more than an hour to finally

her in a bath towel, and placed her on the

lips slightly parted, murmuring dreamily,