Second Marriage to Mr. Rich (Ned Fletcher)

Chapter 31

Angeline was awakened by the sound of water running in the bathroom.

The blackout curtains in the hotel obscured the light, making It Impossible to distinguish whether it was day

or night.

Feeling a splitting headache, she instinctively wanted to press her temples, but her arms were so sore that she couldn’t lift them.

Not just her arms, but her whole body ached terribly, especially near her pubic area.

Sean!

A thunderous explosion echoed in her mind.

She sat up abruptly. Her blood turned cold.

Clutching the duvet tightly against her chest, Angeline gazed at the down jacket that was still damp on the floor. Other than the down jacket, a shirt, trousers, sweater, and her jeans were scattered on the floor. The scenes from the night before played in her mind like a movie.

She wondered what she had done.

Angeline’s face was drained of color.

Sean was the adoptive son of the Lawson family, her biological mother’s brother in name.

She didn’t want anything to do with the Lawson family again, yet she ended up sleeping with the Lawson family’s adoptive son under the influence of drugs.

The night before, she was somewhat conscious. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to call out Sean’s

name.

Tortured by the effects of the drugs, she had lost consciousness and was in agony. She had kissed Sean uncontrollably, grasping him and pleading with him.

Angeline covered her face with both hands. When her palms touched her swollen and numb’lips, the pain caused her to shudder. Trembling, she got out of bed and picked up her undried clothes.

She couldn’t wear the wet clothes in the middle of winter, so she wrapped herself in a bathrobe from the hotel

closet. Just then, she saw several shopping bags on the couch, three of which were for women.

Next to the couch was a box for women’s shoes with her size written on it.

Sean must have ordered his assistant to buy them.

There were disposable underwear and socks, as well as new thermal wear, jeans, a sweater, and a down

jacket.

She glanced toward the bathroom, where the water was continuously running. Enduring the discomfort, she shivered as she changed her clothes.

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If she disappeared without a trace now, at least both of them wouldn’t feel awkward for a while.

However, their relationship was extraordinary. They couldn’t leave things unclear.

Angeline put on her shoes and suppressed the urge to escape. She sat uneasily and was on tenterhooks as she waited for Sean to finish showering.

Soon, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Sitting on the couch, Angeline straightened her back nervously and clutched tightly her phone which ran out of battery. Her heart was pounding.

The night before, although she had lost her sanity because of the drugs, she still remembered Sean’s deep voice in the darkness, comforting her to take it slow since it was her first time.

She remembered Sean’s breath and the tremor his thin lips brought her when they touched hers.

Angeline’s ears turned redder and redder. It felt as though her entire body was burning. Anxious, she looked toward the bathroom door.

When the sound of the hairdryer stopped, her heart leaped in her throat.

The bathroom door opened. Sean, who had his pants on and was buttoning up his shirt, came out and didn’t see her on the bed. He turned and saw Angeline, who had changed her clothes, on the couch.

He paused as his gaze fell upon Angeline’s pale face. “Why don’t you sleep a little longer?”

Sean was calm as usual, but Angeline’s heart beat faster and faster.

They had overstepped the boundary the night before. Although they were not blood-related, Sean was the adoptive son of her biological mother’s family.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Thank you for last night.” Angeline finally found her voice after a while. “And… I’m really sorry. It was all my

fault.”

Lowering her head, she continued, “You’re the Lawson family’s adoptive son, and I… Everyone thinks you’ve

been taking care of me for so many years because I’m a relative from your biological father’s side and we’re blood-related. So last night’s incident must be kept a secret.”