Irene still kept her head down, not daring to look at the dangerous man in front of her.
He walked closer to her, and Irene felt an invisible pressure that instantly made her unable to breathe.
"Why are you following me?"
"Brother Asher, I wasn't following you, I just happened to see you and Sister Sophie go to the hotel."
Going to a hotel to get a room, a whole day and night.
Irene unconsciously clenched her hands, feeling indignant. Even though this man agreed to get engaged to her, so what? His heart, his body, none of it belonged to her.
"Irene, I'm warning you, don't mess with Sophie Smith again!" She could feel the anger radiating off him, but she didn't want to yield in front of him. Yes, he would do anything for Sophie, even cripple his left arm, or agree to marry her, and now he was even here warning her. In his eyes, Sophie was his world, his everything. And her? To him, she was just something disgusting!
