Chapter 191

Bella stood in the middle of the empty and quiet living room.

She fumbled to turn on the lights as she called out to her brother anxiously. “Ash? Are you there?”

At this time, there was a faint sound in the bedroom.

Bella felt nervous. She walked briskly inside while shouting, “Ash! Are you okay? Are you feeling sick?”

“Bella… Don’t come over!” Asher’s voice trembled, and his breathing was labored.

“Ash! What’s wrong? Don’t scare me!”

Bella’s face lost all color in an instant. Just as she was about to rush in, the door slammed open.

Under the dim light, Asher was soaked from head to toe, as if he had fallen into the sea. His handsome face was flushed red.

He had taken off his suit jacket, leaving only a wet white shirt clinging to his muscular body. His shirt was wide open, exposing the red skin underneath. It was as if his blood was boiling.

“Ash… What…..”

“I was drugged…”

Asher’s vision gradually became blurry. He could hardly see Bella clearly. “I took a cold shower and soaked myself in a cold bath, but the drug is too strong… Nothing works!”

was furious

a medical prodigy who could perform brain surgery, but she was currently at a loss facing her brother, who was drugged with a strong aphrodisiac.

lock the door… I can handle this by myself!” Asher’s breathing became heavier. His eyes were completely bloodshot.

‘No, we can’t delay this any longer! Ash will

you alone! Let me help you. I’ll call

such pain. She

about to run over to help

actually smashed a vase at the

sharp fragment of glass, gritted his teeth, and held

until blood flowed out between his fingers. He refused to let go, as if he

felt extremely distressed. Her eyes were filled with tears.

no longer hold on, so he hurt himself just to

leave! I beg you!”

his eyes, which were filled with lust, and roared, “Get out!”

and dancing

who wanted to curry favor with

so unapproachable and powerful, like a mighty king in ancient times. Menial people like

was in a good mood and invited the children to sit

Bethany

think of my

definitely surpasses you.’ Gregory frowned and coughed lightly, wondering how this person with such low emotional intelligence could make

having good genes. How could

I certainly had higher standards than this punk! But I think my grandson is a little naive and

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