His Dangerous Love

Chapter 98 Help Your Fiancé Screw Me over

Chapter 98 Help Your Fiancé Screw Me over

Who would have thought that in her lifetime, she would experience being a double agent?

Under the gaze of two men, Elianna's steps were stiff.

As she walked to the water dispenser and bent down, she could clearly feel a warm gaze upon her.

The sound of flowing water stopped and Elianna walked over to Jefferson with a glass of water in her hand.

"Mr. Larsen, here's some water."

Jefferson lazily leaned against the recliner, showing no intention of getting up.

Elianna had no choice but to bend down and offer the water.

Asher's view was blocked by Elianna, which left him restless.

All he could think was, spilling the water.

Elianna had no intention of helping him at all. With one hand holding the cup and the other supporting the base, she carefully avoided spilling any water.

She was practically leaning over Jefferson when he finally reached out his hand.

But just as he was about to touch the cup, his hand suddenly changed direction.

"Ah!"

Elianna was startled, causing the cup to tilt and the water to splash all over Jefferson.

Staring at the water spreading across Jefferson's chest, Elianna was momentarily stunned.

But she couldn't be blamed. If it weren't for Jefferson's sudden movement, she wouldn't have been startled and dropped the cup.

Behind them, Asher was almost jumping with joy at the scene.

He hurriedly rushed over, pretending to be angry, and scolded Elianna.

"Elianna, why are you so clumsy? Look, you've soaked Jeff's clothes. Go to the bathroom and help him dry them."

His words came out like rehearsed lines, pouring out all at once.

Jefferson stood up from the recliner, his dark eyes filled with amusement.

Just when Elianna thought he would refuse, he slowly curled his lips and said, "Sure, then I'll trouble Anna."

Upon hearing this, Asher became ecstatic and didn't even notice the unusual atmosphere between the two.

With no other choice, Elianna could only accompany Jefferson to the bathroom. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

The bathroom was in the house. It had more functions than just washing up, possibly because it was at night. The lighting inside was dim and the wall paintings had an ambiguous color.

Their shadows appeared in the mirror.

"Click."

The door closed behind them.

Elianna panicked and turned around, suppressing her voice, "Why did you close the door?"

"What do you think?"

Elianna felt her breathing becoming difficult and she took a step back. "Listen to me, Asher deliberately sent me here. He wants to see what's inside the cabinet... um!"

Before she could finish her sentence, he interrupted her by kissing her.

Elianna made a "um um" sound. She thought that why he was still behaving so indecently in such a situation.

She tried to turn her face, "After he sees this, he will tell Brice. You... Ouch."

Jefferson bit down on her neck and grazed it with his teeth.

She struggled and pushed him away to avoid leaving any marks.

"Stop fooling around!"

Jefferson laughed and his breath blew against her sensitive neck.

"So, you came today to help your fiancé screw me over?"

"No, I didn't."

Elianna was afraid he would get angry, so she quickly explained.

Looking up, she was filled with sincerity. "Moreover, if I really wanted to help him, I wouldn't have told you, right?"

"That's hard to say."

He tapped her forehead with his finger. "Some women are greedy and want to have a foot in both camps."

"It's definitely not me. I only have Mr. Larsen in my heart."

"Then prove it."

Elianna felt uneasy, but she couldn't refuse outright. She could only gently remind him.

"Asher is still outside."

"Don't worry and he's busy with something right now."

He rubbed her small earlobe. "He used you as bait, and if I don't take advantage, wouldn't I be at a loss?"

When Elianna pushed him away, she felt the dampness on his chest.

Changing the subject, she said, "Let me dry your clothes first. It must be uncomfortable to wear them like this."

"That sounds good."

He smoothly took off his black T-shirt and his muscular body stood out in the dimly lit bathroom.