Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

If it was before, Lorcan George would have thought he was crazy, that the two nemeses actually had similarities.

But now, he was like a puppet with broken strings, completely unable to control his arms and legs, he got up and headed towards Shireen Miller, and he didn’t turn around even if his best friend shouted behind him.

“Young Master George is not crazy, that kind of woman although tempting, once entangled is a hot potato.”

“Could it be that he was struck by his last love affair that ended without a trace.”

“Possibly.”

Anyway, they all thought that Lorcan George shouldn’t get involved in this mess, and that his heroics would probably result in a lot of trouble.

Shireen Miller also found it unbelievable to see Lorcan George rushing over, she had seen him a long time ago, she never thought Lorcan George would come to her aid.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Lorcan George didn’t even have to do anything, he just walked over and held Shireen Miller’s hand, and the hooligans didn’t dare to mess with her anymore.

Lorcan George’s reputation is not small in the circle.

Lorcan George led Shireen Miller straight out of the club, not caring that she was still at work.

Shireen Miller didn’t break away, she even felt that her troubled heart had found someone to lean on, but she soon came to her senses, Lorcan George and her were worlds apart now, and he had always liked Blanche Capra.

Lorcan George took her to the car and the non-stop running left them breathless and their bodies warmed, dispelling the winter cold.

Shireen Miller slowed down so much she was a little embarrassed to look at Lorcan George, and with her head bowed she said, “Thank you for just now.”

“I didn’t do anything.”

After a moment of awkward silence, Lorcan George whipped his head around and asked her, “You work at that nightclub?”

He didn’t mean to mock her for it; it was Shireen Miller who cared.

Her head dropped even lower, “As you can see, I have to take that kind of harassment every other day, and getting water thrown at me is pretty light.” It was so much harassment that she was numb to it.

Thinking of her arrogant and haughty attitude in front of Blanche Capra, and then looking at Shireen Miller, who was now a dog, the difference was too great.

Lorcan George still felt unbelievable, “Your parents really don’t care about you anymore?”

“Didn’t you see the news report? My dad explicitly cut me off, and there’s no way I’m going back.” Shireen Miller’s head had been down for so long that her neck was sore, and she leaned her head back against the car window again without a hint of hope in her tone.

If she kept dwelling on the past and refused to face reality, she might as well be bereft now.

She’d be what her father called a loser.

Lorcan George looked at her now in a state of disarray and powerlessness, and somehow his heart suddenly ached along with it, his heart rate accelerated, and a strong desire for protection welled up in his heart.

He saw Blanche Capra’s shadow in Shireen Miller, as well as Shireen Miller.

What was he thinking at the moment?

The hand that unconsciously reached out to touch her head as a sign of comfort was withdrawn just in time when Shireen Miller suddenly turned her head.

Lorcan George lowered his eyes to block out the panic underneath them.

He fastened his seatbelt, “Anyway, let’s go back first.”

“Go back where?” Shireen Miller was still confused.

“My house, take a shower at my house and change into clean clothes first.” Lorcan George was still a bit angry when he finished speaking, his wrinkled eyebrows carried disdain, “I should have beaten up those smelly hooligans.”

Shireen Miller saw that Lorcan George’s reaction was so intense, not only did she not capriciously fight against him like before, she also secretly held back her laughter, thinking that this kind of him was quite cute.

Lorcan George brought Shireen Miller home and startled the George family servants.

From before until just now, they had only seen Lorcan George take the initiative to bring Blanche Capra back, and couldn’t wait for Shireen Miller to become Mrs. George here as a matter of course.

So without Lorcan George explaining himself clearly, they all acquiesced that Shireen Miller was his new girlfriend, after all, Blanche Capra had become someone else’s wife too.

“Make arrangements, she needs a bath. Get a clean outfit by the way.” Lorcan George explained to the maid.

“Okay.”

Shireen Miller was led upstairs by the maid to take a bath, she also thought she would be put in the guest room, she didn’t realize it was the master bedroom – where Lorcan George now slept.

“The hot water is already running, scented to soothe the nerves.”

“Clothes are also ready, I’m sorry to tell you that there are no women’s underwear here, so you’ll have to put up with it for a while, we’ll get them all.” The maid treated her with respect.

Shireen Miller, who hadn’t been treated like this in so long that she almost didn’t cry on the spot, nodded and went off to wash up in a haphazard manner, squirming at the thought of how a bedroom that spacious and individually designed could possibly be the master bedroom.

Downstairs, Lorcan George was distracted by his overwhelming protectiveness.

She and he had a difficult relationship because of Blanche Capra, and now it’s like this. …

The only solution to the problem is alcohol.

Simply and roughly took two bottles of his father’s favorite red wine, Lorcan George went upstairs, back to the house.

And at that moment, Shireen Miller just happened to come out in his shirt, because she let herself go for a moment and the floor was covered in her changed clothes.

Shireen Miller hated that she couldn’t bury her face in the dirt and couldn’t pretend she didn’t see it, so she could only stiffly apologize to Lorcan George, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know this was your room.”

“That’s okay, big deal, I’ll take the guest room.” Lorcan George looked down at the two bottles of red wine in his hand, he had planned to drink alone until dawn.

Now it seemed that someone needed alcohol more than he did to unwind.

It also relieved her in passing, “Would you like a … bottle.” He hadn’t brought any glasses up here, and with the amount of alcohol he had he’d have no problem at all finishing off the two bottles of red wine. It hadn’t occurred to him that the older the wine, the stronger the aftertaste.

Shireen Miller paused and nodded, “Good.”

The two men sat on the carpet next to the bed, boozing the red wine as they talked about the heartbreaks of their lives over the past few months.

Lorcan George, thanks to Blanche Capra’s blessing, has now gotten over the death of his father and has finally given up pursuing Blanche Capra. so he’s okay. The one who’s really complaining is Shireen Miller, who was nearly driven to suicide some time ago.

“I am the biological daughter of the chairman of a listed company, now I am actually reduced to a mourning dog, no, I am not even a mourning dog, as you can see today, even those smelly hooligans can humiliate me and point their fingers at me, and my talking back sometimes leads to more trouble, so I can only shut up.” Shireen Miller cried as she spoke, her emotions weren’t very intense, just saddened by what had happened to her.

She leaned back and took a gulp of her drink, the last of it.

Lorcan George did the same.

“Why don’t you just quit this job then.”

“That’s easy for you to say, I’m so down and out, I even take tips from people, who’s going to support me if I quit my job?” Shireen Miller was not hopeful.

Lorcan George was so drunk at this point that he hardly knew what he was saying and blurted out, “I’ll support you.”

Shireen Miller looked at him with soft eyes and he suddenly hugged her tight.

Kissing, touching, lingering.

They were as close as lovers, warmed by each other’s body heat on a very cold day, as if they couldn’t live without each other, and only had room in their eyes for each other.

The room was so quiet that only the sound of their rapid breathing was heard.