Wait, She’s a Billionaire by Ms. Shadow

Chapter 911

Hannah chuckled in exasperation.

“Mom, you’re resorting to this kind of thing? Is Noah your long–lost biological son or something?”

Vanessa sighed, saying, “Hannah, you’re not getting any younger. A few more years, and you’ll be a spinster. Even though Mr. Noah was confused about his feelings before and rejected your advances, when he realized he liked you, he bravely pursued you. I’ve seen his efforts, and he truly is the best man for you. Your dad and I know he’ll treat you right.

After delivering those heartfelt words, Vanessa quietly left.

Looking at the condom in her hand, Hannah could not help but imagine the intimate

scene.

She felt a flush of embarrassment from her neck to her ears.

She turned to look at the intoxicated Noah on the bed, feeling conflicted.

Should she really go through with this?

Walking to the bedside, she stared at Noah for a moment.

His handsome face was red from the alcohol, and there were two conflicting voices in her

mind.

After sitting quietly by the bed for a few minutes, reason ultimately triumphed over her

emotions.

tossed the condom into the trash bin and wrung out the towel, then

difference in physical strength between men and women made Noah too heavy

for her.

him down, she was utterly

Noah

into bed and decided to get some extra bedding from the closet to make a makeshift bed on the

Chapter 911

as she was about to get up, her

man, deep in sleep, unconsciously pulled her into his embrace, holding her like a pillow as

whispered gently.

No response.

time, he was

that was pinning her down, but he was

to break free from his grasp, perhaps due to fatigue or maybe because this sleeping position was just too

and she gradually gave up

morning, as the first rays of sunlight

1. up.

head to look at the man sleeping beside

exquisitely handsome even in sleep, and she could still feel the

forehead, then his distinguished brows, and his straight nose… outlining his

This face, this

this man,

deep within her.

those obsidian

minute, his