Chapter 257
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Noa also heard those words, he laughed gleefully. "Mr. Shane, it seems Bertha still wants to follow me."
Shane's whole body stiffened. He lowered his head to look at Bertha in his arms, who was so drunk that she didn't know anything, but she had a look of self-pity on her face.
This morning she said there was someone she liked, could that someone be Noa?
She and Noa went to the bar to drink.
Her ability to drink alcohol is very good, and her vigilance is also very high, but this time she lets her guard down and gets so drunk, that it seems like she likes Noa.
But why, why Noa?
Shane tried to suppress the suffocation in his chest, he withdrew the pain under his eyes, his voice low. 'Liam, please Mr. Noa leave here."
Liam stepped up and chased him away.
Noa is not satisfied. "Mr. Shane, you should respect Bertha's choice, let me take her back to her room to rest."
Shane turned his head and glanced at him coldly. 'She is my fiancée, it makes more sense for me to take her back than you."
After leaving behind this gloomy sentence, Shane firmly carried Bertha and left.
"Mr. Shane, no matter how long you've known her, she won't like you. If you dare to do anything to her, wait for her to wake up, then bear the consequences yourself."
Noa was very uneasy, he was still screaming madly in the back.
Shane chose to ignore him, his slow steps embracing Bertha through the hotel next door.
As soon as he entered the hotel door, he met Tyrone and Tommy who had just rented a room. They hurriedly wanted to return to the bar.
The two of them saw Liam first, Shane was wearing a mask, and they realized Bertha was in his chest.
'Why is Mistress in your heart? Mr. Where is Noa?"
Seeing the heavy atmosphere, Liam quickly stepped up to explain. 'This is Mr. Shane, is my new boss, Miss. Bertha was drunk, Mr. Shane plans to rent a room to take care of her."
'But if Mistress is awake, she won't like it…"
Liam said. 'But the adults have already agreed to this engagement, and sooner or later the two of them will get married. Miss. Bertha is drunk, is there anyone more suitable to take care of her than Mr. Shane? Is it you or me?"
Tyrone and Casey looked at each other, they said nothing more.
Liam noticed the room card in Tyrone's hand. While he was thinking, Liam directly grabbed the room card and went into the hotel with Shane.
Tyrone and Casey quickly followed, standing guard in front of the room door.
Liam walked out of the room, he friendly patted the two of them on the shoulders. 'We haven't seen each other for over half a year, how about we go out for a few drinks tonight?"
Tyrone is awkward. 'That won't work. Mistress is in the hotel, we have to keep an eye on her."
Casey also nodded.
'What's not good, having Mr. Shane is here, he will protect Miss. Bertha is so nice, let's go, let's find somewhere to eat grilled food and drink wine."
'Oh, wait…"
The two of them seemed unwilling to follow Liam.
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Stay in the hotel room.
Shane put Bertha on the bed, he helped her take off her coat and high heels, covered her with a blanket, and then went into the bathroom to get a basin of water and carefully wipe her face.
His movements were very light as if he was afraid he would wake her up.
The dim yellow light on the bedside table made the room even more dim.
Shane's eyes looked at her delicate sleeping features as if wanting to engrave her face into his heart.
Even if he could only quietly watch her sleep like this, he still felt very satisfied.
This face was the existence he loved deeply into his bones.
But now she likes Noa…
Just half a year ago, it seemed like she had completely forgotten him.
No, it's not that she has completely forgotten, as her previous husband, he can still be blamed by her.
The more Derek thought about these things, the more his heart felt like it was being stabbed by a sharp knife, and even breathing was painful.
His eyes were red, he sat dejectedly at the head of the bed, quietly looking at Bertha lying on the bed.
Now she was sleeping, quiet, her full red lips slightly parted, looking extremely seductive.
Shane silently thought, could he secretly kiss her?
Anyway, when she wakes up tomorrow, she won't remember.
But if he did, wouldn't that be unjustifiable?
He held a conflicted mentality and nervously bent down to approach her...
Bertha was drunk, the hardest she had been since the alcohol had upset her stomach.
Her eyelashes trembled. Suddenly she opened her eyes. Her vision was still unclear but she saw an extremely terrible demon mask magnified before her eyes.
Her hand reacted almost instinctively, hitting hard on that unsightly devil mask.
'You bastard. Who are you?"
A cry of pain suddenly rang out.
Shane completely didn't expect her to suddenly wake up, and she suddenly hit him, the spine of his nose behind the mask was about to be crushed by this heavy blow.
He wanted to stroke the bridge of his nose to see if it was bleeding, but Bertha was already awake, he didn't dare take off the mask, suppressing the pain.
Even though Bertha had woken up, she was still drowsy from drinking too much alcohol.
Her vision was blurry, and her head was dizzy.
That devil's face was like the hands of a clock, constantly spinning in front of her.
