Chapter 1875: Chapter 1887: Being a Playboy for Three Years
Dylan Wellington, over the years, only returns ho when Molly is not in A City.
He’s been staying at his best friend Aidan Lucas’s hotel.
Tonight, after finishing negotiations with Norman York’s agent, he got rid of the uninteresting Sasha Hammond.
By the ti he returned to the hotel, it was past 2 a.m.
The beautiful secretary Daisy, with a very ambiguous expression, said to him at the door, ‘Good night, Mr. Wellington, enjoy yourself.’
At that mont, Dylan Wellington’s first reaction was to frown.
The second reaction was, did Daisy, who likes won, finally decide to change her orientation and seduce him?
But obviously, he was overthinking it.
Because after Daisy said those words, she simply tossed her hair and left without any reluctance.
Dylan Wellington raised an eyebrow outside the suite door, a touch of self-mockery flashing in his seductive eyes.
It seems he was being self-indulgent.
Luckily, Daisy still likes won, otherwise, he would have sent her back to his Grandpa without hesitation.
Taking out the room card and opening the door, the mont Dylan Wellington entered, he sensed sothing was off.
The entire suite was dark, but his usual vigilance allowed him to clearly hear another person’s breathing.
The breathing was faint, evidently not near the entrance to the suite.
Yet the breathing was also heavy, accompanied by a weak moan.
Dylan Wellington’s ears subtly twitched, his sharp hearing distinguishing the sound of a woman’s moaning.
A knowing look quickly appeared in Dylan Wellington’s cool almond-shaped eyes.
Perhaps Daisy, seeing his loss of interest in Sasha Hammond tonight, found him sothing fresh from sowhere.
Daisy was indeed a good assistant sent by Grandpa.
For the past three years, she had been tirelessly sending won his way, fearing his grandson wouldn’t earn a reputation for being a playboy.
Dylan Wellington’s slightly tilted almond-shaped eyes moved, and without turning on the light, he walked directly toward the source of the sound.
Let’s see what new thing Daisy found for him this ti—
After all, since falling gravely ill three years ago, beyond maintaining an outward appearance of being a playboy, the real Dylan Wellington has long since been disinterested in won.
Yes, it wasn’t unwillingness, but an inability…
Because since three years ago, he had suddenly lost all reactions to any woman.
Even if a living, naked beauty lay on his bed, it would still be the sa.
As Dylan Wellington walked inside, he thought this might be why Grandpa had been constantly arranging for Daisy to send him won these three years.
After all, being known as Mr. Wellington the playboy is better than being known as impotent.
Thinking of this, the corners of Dylan Wellington’s mouth subtly turned up.
As if mocking himself, or perhaps mocking sothing else.
…
As the bedroom door was gently pushed open by Dylan Wellington.
A weak moan could no longer be contained, spilling out from the bedroom.
“Mmm… Joe#@$… you… bastard#…”
Mumbling and full of coquettish complaint, the voice drifted into Dylan Wellington’s ears and invaded his heart unprepared.
His distinctive large hand still gripping the doorknob abruptly paused because of this voice.
His originally indifferent and dull seductive eyes were suddenly lit up by this sowhat familiar voice.
This voice…
This sweet and delicate, slightly complaining voice.
Seems like I’ve heard it sowhere—
Just as Dylan Wellington was frozen in place, a part of his body suddenly responded.
He stared down incredulously, in the pitch dark, fixing his gaze on his lower body.
Unbelievable!
In three years, this was the first woman to awaken him with just a single moan.
[Author’s note: See you tomorrow, muah muah muah~]
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