Substitute Bride For Young Master
Chapter 108's
The two people had breakfast quietly, not talking much to each other. After he finished eating, Raymond asked Lorie to rest, while he cleaned the tableware.
Lorie observed and realized that all of Raymond's movements seemed natural, not seem stiff at all. It made him wonder in his heart, was when he was with Alice, he also behaved as sweet and gentle as this?
Lorie's face suddenly became grim. He is upset with his narrow-minded self and jealous of the things he created himself. Really shortsighted.
“What's up?” ask Raymond who just returned the tray lid to where it was.
Lorie blinked and replied, “Nothing.”
“You want a short walk outside?” bargain Raymond. “Yesterday rain, this morning the air must be very cool and fresh, good for you.”
“Eng .. no need. I'm gonna take care to just go home.”
“Oh. Okay. Want me to help?”
Lorie's eyebrows twitched. Raymond who is like this really ... how to say it? That serious and earnest expression of his face made him look extremely cute, making Lorie suddenly have the intention to play him a little. It would be more fun to see him misbehave.
“You want to help?” ask Lorie to make sure.
“Ya,” Raymond replied quickly. “Tell me, what should I do.”
“It .. can you please sort out my stuff in the closet. Just put it in the black suitcase on the bottom shelf.”
“Oke.”
Raymond stood up and walked towards Lorie's treatment room. He opened the door of the wooden cabinet in the room and saw the items in it. The very top contains the underwear and the rest of the pads. No problem, he used to see it.
The man behaved calmly, then lowered his head to pick up the suitcase at the bottom. He opened the suitcase and started putting Lorie's clothes in it. The rest of the pads are laid equally with the pile of clothes.
The underwear was taken last and arranged in the top pile. He cleared his throat slowly when he saw a black bra with tiny lace around it, a suit with ***********black lacy that looks very sexy.
Raymond's mind was distracted for a moment. He did not expect Lorie to wear that blanket of underwear. As if he had just been injected with morphine, the man felt his gaze cloud and he began to drift. The surface of the bra felt very soft on his palm and he could not bear to squeeze it slowly.
Test ... test ....
The warm liquid flowing from his nose made Raymond gasp. He immediately threw a set of underwear on the suitcase, then closed the area of his nose with his hands and ran to the bathroom.
Again.
Raymond really did not believe the reaction of his own body. The area at the base of his thigh felt very painful as it hardened uncontrollably.
What the hell's going on? How could Lorie exert such an influence on him? Even being with Alice for three years never made it bright*sang like this.
The bewildered Raymond could only stare at the reflection of his face in the mirror with an expression full of scorn. Now he really feels himself transformed into a shameless me*sum bastard.
“Ray?” call Lorie from behind the door. “You okay?”
“Yes,” Raymond replied in a stinging voice as he was still twitching his nose to stop the bleeding.
“Only stomach ache again,” he added with full helplessness.
“Can it only hurt the stomach?” ask Lorie. His tone sounded a little incredulous.
“Ya,” reply Raymond briefly. He doesn't want to talk much at this point. Mana may admit that she was excited to nosebleed just for staring at a set of her underwear. It's ridiculous and embarrassing.
Lorie who was still standing near the bathroom door felt a little strange. He had wanted to appear suddenly when Raymond had finished cleaning his things, wanting to see his timid facial expression. Who would have thought that the man actually ran to the bathroom while covering his nose and mouth before he greeted him.
And now he says stomach pain? Did he vomit? Food poisoning?
“Do I need to call a doctor?” ask Lorie.
“No! Not necessary. Will be fine in a moment.”
Lorie frowned at the strange answer, but also did not want to argue with Raymond. In the end he went and squatted very carefully near the suitcase, then closed the zipper.
He grimaced a little when the lower part of his stomach was a little interested when he was about to stand up. He hissed withstanding the pain, but still tightened his jaw and struggled to get up.
God fucking. If he knew this would be better, he just left the suitcase open.
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