"Absolutely not." He decisively refused.
With that, ignoring the fact that they were in a hospital and forgetting he was still a patient, he excitedly reached for her.
The next day, when two young nurses entered the ward alongside the chief doctor, they were utterly shocked by the scene.
The woman who claid last night to be the fiancée of the Land family’s Third Young Master was now indeed lying in Asher Land’s bed?
The spring-like intimate scene before them made everyone a bit flushed.
A black haute couture Chanel dress was carelessly thrown on the floor; on the bed, the handso man was ****bare-chested, while the woman leaned lazily against his chest, eyes lightly closed, completely unaware of the group that had burst in.
Sophie Smith had intended to get up early to tidy up, but unexpectedly, she was utterly exhausted last night. After getting off the plane without resting for a mont, she ca to see Asher Land, physically worn out, and still engaged in such activity with him...
Thus, even if she slept on until late morning, it would be understandable.
The two people on the bed showed no signs of waking up.
The chief doctor glanced at the ti; it was already the morning routine check-up for Asher Land.
The blonde, blue-eyed nurse sneaked a look at the bed occupants, her face reddening sowhat.
"Doctor Jackson, should we leave for a bit?" the nurse whispered.
"NO." Doctor Jackson replied firmly, undeniably authoritative in the hospital, known for his seriousness and decisiveness. If Asher Land wasn’t woken now, they probably wouldn’t stir all morning.
That won’t do.
"Mr. Land." He called Asher Land’s na from the bedside.
No response.
"Mr. Land, it’s ti for your check-up, please awaken imdiately." He raised his voice.
The nurse stood far away, afraid that Asher Land might lose his temper upon waking, having learned over the past two months that the ward’s occupant was particularly tricky to serve, sotis showing quite a temper.
After calling two or three tis, Asher Land finally opened his deep, dark eyes.
He glanced around, surprisingly finding three or four people in the room and quickly turned to the woman beside him, swiftly wrapping her body with the blanket.
"Get out!" His tone wasn’t pleasant, his expression equally unsightly.
"Mr. Land, it’s ti for your check-up; could you kindly wake up the lady beside you?"
Doctor Jackson persisted.
Sophie Smith seed to hear so noise; she stretched her arm to rub her eyes, instinctively leaning towards Asher Land’s body.
"Asher Land, what ti is it?" she asked drowsily.
"Miss, you should get up; Mr. Land needs a check-up." Doctor Jackson fearlessly spoke nearby.
Sophie opened her eyes wide suddenly, realizing it was a stranger’s voice...
She glanced around the ward, instantly dumbfounded.
Damn, she overslept.
She buried her head into the blanket, "Sorry, sorry, I’ll get up imdiately, could you all please... please step out for a mont?"
Her muffled voice ca through.
"Please be quick."
With that, the chief doctor led the nurses out.
Utterly embarrassed.
[Recomndation for a good friend Đông Shì Niáng Niáng’s "Lucky Young Madam, hello, Mr. God", friends who like CEO novels can take a look.]
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