Chapter 27

Louise Adkins felt like she had thrown caution to the wind tonight.

She had lived here for over half a month, yet Brian Francis had never touched her.

Although Brian meant to wait until after marriage to touch her, these days, she had a lingering worry; it might be better to make things official sooner rather than later.

She couldn’t believe that despite her intentionally alluring demeanor tonight, he managed to maintain self–restraint.

Brian’s brow slightly furrowed, yet his gaze remained indifferent without the slightest change.

“Brian…” Louise seized the opportunity to hook her arm around his neck, her eyes glazed as she leaned towards him.

Brian remained motionless, yet his body visibly tensed for a moment. “Louise, you still have a wound on your waist. It’s easy to strain it like this.”

His voice was calm, devoid of any hint of desire, as if his sole concern was for her waist injury.

“Don’t leave, stay with me… Brian, don’t you want me?” Louise disregarded all boundaries and clung to him. Moving closer, she used a seductive tone, ‘Brian, please don’t go, okay?”

“Louise, you’ve had too much to drink,” Brian’s gaze darkened as he grabbed her wrist.

Louise’s heart sank, she thought,

‘Drank too much?

‘So, he still refuses to sleep with me?‘

He forcibly removed her hand from himself, placing it on the bed, and tucked her in with the blanket. “I’ll stay here with you. Go to sleep.”

Having been handled this way, Louise lacked the courage to push further, it would only make her appear undignified.

Seeing she hadn’t opened her eyes, Brian sat for a while before getting up and quietly leaving, treading lightly.

Louise opened her clear eyes as the faint sound of the door closing echoed.

After showering, Brian lay in bed but couldn’t fall asleep for a long time. He couldn’t fathom why, even though he hadn’t slept well in the past few days at the office, tonight was no different despite returning home.

After tossing and turning for two hours, Brian got up, went downstairs to the liquor cabinet, grabbed a bottle of alcohol, and took a big gulp straight from the bottle.

The intense alcohol spread down his throat, yet he seemed oblivious to the taste as he gulped down another large mouthful.

nearly half of the alcohol in the bottle.

somewhat hazy, yet his mind seemed to sharpen further amidst the

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to rest, but his steps, as if under some mysterious influence,

he snapped out of it; he thought,

Goodness gracious!

the floor. He had picked it up from the trash can that night. It seemed that after their argument that day, she had left

the bed, and he could almost envision her struggling

his mind ignited a faint

yanked her belongings from the bed, throwing them onto the floor before storming out and slamming the door

commotion startled the nearby butler, Melvin

heading toward the living room, seeming to know what had transpired. “Mr. Brian, if you’re missing Miss Sherman, just bring her back.”

brow furrowed, and his expression

go to Miss Sherman’s room? If you miss her, take the initiative to bring

“Melvin, are you trying to

“Not at all,”

hastily replied, feeling flustered.

no feelings for Grace Sherman, and in the future, Melvin, mind your own business!

watched his departing figure, not daring to say

and found the bedsheets all over

the bedsheets and taking them to the laundry room. Pouring Grace’s preferred detergent into the washing machine and starting it, he sighed again, muttering to himself, “Young

pretend not

got up early and went to the company.

Adkins got up and glanced at his bedroom, recalling the scene from last night where she had desperately tried to

fingers clenched the door handle tightly, the tips turning white as she took

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Starting today, I’ll act like nothing

of Brian Francis,

her meal, she noticed Melvin Duncan, the butler, outside

Grace Sherman

that either,

suddenly, Louise caught a whiff of a fragrance in

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