Chapter 104
ncing at the approaching man, Sabrina eyed him warily. “What do you want?”
Carter stood before her, his towering stature making her look like a child inparison. He raised her
chin, meeting her wide, innocent eyes.
A strange fluttering sensation passed through his heart, but it was gone at quackly as it came “As a
woman with a fiancé,ing homete at night with another man and reeking of booze, what do you
think your fance would do? Hmmm?”
“Or is it that my presence isn’t enough for you prompting you to have such an moiting nightlife? He
gripped her chin tightly causing her to wincs
Sabrina tried to free herself from his grasp, but he pulled her into his arms, ifting her off the ground
Before she could react, he was carrying her up the stairs.
What was he doing?
Sabrina struggled but his iron grip remained unyielding his gaze as cold as ice
He kicked open the bedroom door then closed it behind him. Without a second thought he tossed the
struggling woman onto her king med bed
Sabrina felt dizzy. The alcohol had taken its toll, and she felt like throwing up. This damned mant How
dare he throw her onto the bed like that
She hadn’t provoked him. Why was he acting as if he’d been wronged?
“Miss Shaw understand that I’ve been neglecting you driving you into the arms of other men. But
tonight, í ae fulfill my duties as your fance” unbuttoning his shirt as he spoke
Then he unbuckled his belt, his eyes filled with defiance his lips curling into a smirk
abrina quickly got to her feet and tried to leave but he caught her by the arm. “Where do you think
you’re goingTM
Let go Are you out of your mind? Why do you care if I’m lonely? The man was driving her crayte at
night. She felt sick to her stomach and i splitting headache. This bastard
Carter coldly watched her He pulled her into his arms and they both fell onto the bed
He looked at the herce woman in his arms, a hint of amusement ying on his lips
He bent down to kiss her but the stench of alcohol on her breath made him cringe. He picked her up
and carried
Carter ced her in the bathtub and turned on the shower “Clean up You reek of alcohol”
Her clothes were soaking wet clinging to her petite figure
Carter nced at the drenched woman in the bathtub. He swallowed hard and turned away, leaving the
bathroom
He returned a short whileter holding a bathrobe “Clean up” he ordered before leaving again,
cigarette.
to the bathroom
It the bedroom with big strides and walked out to the balcony of the study. Shit He looked down,
noticing the bulge i
amn if He hadn’t been this embarrassed in years Seeing that woman had aroused him
The image of Sabrina’s curvaceous body floated before his eyes. He closed his eyes and
Meanwhile in the bathroom, Sabrina fumed That pervert: What was it to
Wh. asked him to carry her He was just trying to take advantage of her
But as she remembered fam rying her up the stars and attempting to
mte uneled good a sot masculine scent. He isasm bad looking either
She stripped off her wet clothes cursing Carter a thousand times in her head
by the tarte sher got out of the bath hall hour had passed. She wrapped her coat
her, her face flushed
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Confused, he decided to escape the growing tension. He strode down the stairs and out of the house,
got into his car, and drove aimlessly around the city it wasn’t long before he remembered their
betrothal. Why was he behaving like a fugitive? With newfound resolve, he made a U–turn back to the
house he’d left in haste
The living room sofa became hispanion for the rest of the night. He sat there, engulfed in thoughts,
the tendrils of smoke wafting from his cigarette curling around him. As fatigue set in, he finally
surrendered to sleep, right there on his makeshift bed.
In the morning. Marian, the housekeeper, opened the door to prepare breakfast She gasped when she
saw the man on the sofa. “God, Mr. Cliff, why are you sleeping on the sofa? Where’s Miss Shaw? My
God, the room is full of smoke. Have you been smoking all night? Did you have a fight with Miss
Shaw?”
Carter was awakened by her shouting. He frowned in annoyance. “It’s nothing‘ He stood up, intending
to go upstairs to change and wash up.
But then he remembered the girl sleeping in the bedroom upstairs. He turned around, grabbed his
keys, and left the house.
When Sabrina woke up, she realized she wasn’t in her own bed. She jumped up in surprise.
Oh no, how did she end up in his bed? She remembered drinking some alcohol the night before,
coming home, and the man’s tantrum. He had thrown her
in the bathtub and then dried her hair.
She couldn’t believe he had dried her hair. He wasn’t that nice, was he?
Did he carry her into his bedroom after drying her hair? This man was a real pervert.
She had her own bedroom, alright? She hurriedly left the room and went to her own bedroom to
change her clothes.
Once she was dressed, she descended the stairs to find Marian smiling at her, “Ms. Shaw, you’re
awake. Ready for some breakfast?”
“Where is Mr. Cliff?” Sabrina asked, finding it strange. He was clearly at home the previous night, and
she couldn’t understand how she ended up in his bed
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“Mr. Cliff has already left for work, Marian replied, her smile beaming. “Did you two have a fight? He
spent the night on the couch because of you.”
On the couch? That seemed impossible.
She had slept on his bed and he had spent the night on the couch?