Based on her four years of interaction with him, Irene Morton instantly understood what was wrong with him when she saw his unusual expression.
The mont he passed by her, Irene suddenly grabbed his arm, feeling it closely, she could sense that his arm was trembling.
"Brother Asher, are you feeling unwell?"
"I’m fine." He removed her hand from his arm and walked downstairs.
Standing by the stairs, Irene watched him quickly leave the door. Without thinking further, she sprinted ahead and chased after him.
Asher Land was about to open the car door but was stopped by Irene.
"Take my car, I have dication there. In your condition, you definitely shouldn’t drive..." Irene looked at Asher Land earnestly, her eyes full of sincerity.
Asher Land hesitated in his heart.
"Brother Asher, if you hesitate any longer, Sister Sophie might notice sothing’s wrong with you. She... might be looking for you in the house right now." Irene still maintained an attitude of ’it’s up to you’, "I’ve seen you during many of your episodes, but Sister Sophie hasn’t. Are you planning to let her see you like this now?"
His hands trembled slightly as he closed the already opened car door, furrowing his brows, and walked towards Irene’s car.
Sitting in the passenger seat, he rested his head against the car seat, tightly closed his eyes, and due to physical discomfort, his lips appeared sowhat dry.
Irene entered the car, turning her body to fasten his seatbelt.
Then, she rummaged through her bag, taking out several bottles of pills, skillfully pouring out different pills and distributing them according to dosage.
"Brother Asher, take the dicine first."
He weakly and strenuously opened his eyes, took the pills from her hand, poured them into his mouth, tilted his head back, and swallowed them down.
The bitter taste instantly spread through the contact with his tongue, even though it was no different from the dicine he usually took, this ti it tasted exceptionally bitter.
Perhaps, the bitterness was in his heart.
During this period, being with her made him forget many unpleasant things, he almost thought he was a normal person...
Irene turned the car around and disappeared from the Land Family villa.
...
When Sophie Smith ca out of the bathroom, she held a towel in one hand, drying her wet hair with the other, her beautiful eyes scanning the bedroom but still didn’t see Asher Land.
She made a quick decision to check the study.
Almost running, she rushed to the study on the third floor.
"Asher Land!" she called out his na at the door, but as soon as she pushed it open, her expression imdiately darkened.
He wasn’t in the bedroom, nor in the study, so where was he now?
"Nanny Garcia!" Sophie quickly ran to the downstairs living room, shouting Nanny Garcia’s na as she went, it was rare to see Sophie so flustered.
"Miss Smith, slow down a bit, what’s the urgency, is there sothing wrong?"
"Where is Asher Land? Where did he go?" She panted heavily, her wet hair sticking together ssily, looking completely disheveled.
"The young master... isn’t he in the study?" Nanny Garcia was puzzled, "I’ve been in the kitchen washing the dishes and haven’t seen the young master go out..."
"He’s not in the study." Sophie took out her phone, frantically found his number, and dialed it.
It’s busy.
Without caring, wearing a nightdress and flip-flops, she headed outside, his car still parked in the front plaza, but Irene, along with her car, was nowhere to be seen...
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