Ashley tugged at her shirt and slowly walked over to Andrew. She opened her mouth to say something
to him, but her words seemed to elude her.
Andrew sat on the bed with a hair dryer in his hand. There was a small stool in front of him. He
prepared it to help Ashley dry her hair.
Ashley sat on the stool. Although she had lightly wiped her hair with the towel before she walked out of
the bathroom, the tips of her hair were still wet. After she stood there for a while, the back side of her
shirt was soaked.
Andrew calmly looked away. He gently touched Ashley's hair, turned the hair dryer on, and began to
dry her hair.
Andrew gently combed through Ashley's hair with his fingers. Her hair was like a piece of silk that
glided in and out of Andrew's hand.
Ashley's hair was very supple, like a piece of silk of extremely high quality. For others, the black long
straight hair wasn't that appealing. But it suited Ashley.
She pulled off the black hair look pretty well. Ashley was also blessed with nice features.
A good-looking lady would always be beautiful no matter what she wore or what hairstyle she sported.
Ashley felt Andrew gently caressing her hair with his hand, as if he was appraising a valuable treasure
using his fingertips.
The air conditioner in the bedroom was on and provided a slightly nippy atmosphere. However, the
wind from the hair dryer was warm. This made Ashley's cheeks blush red.
The hair dryer's steady hum bounced around the bedroom.
After he had thoroughly dried Ashley's hair, Andrew turned the hair dryer off.
He continued to caress Ashley's hair. He combed Ashley's long hair with gentle strokes of his fingers
and his palm.
Ashley felt Andrew's hands gently running through her hair. The tugging was just right and she felt her
eyes slowly close from experiencing such pleasant strokes.
The atmosphere was quiet.
However, Ashley felt a little hot. "Finished?"
Ashley couldn't help but ask Andrew.
He unwillingly let go of Ashley's hair and replied, "Well, your hair is dry now. Come over here and let's
sleep."
Andrew put the hair dryer aside and then took Ashley to the bed. She was surprised by Andrew, who
suddenly carried her in his arms.
Ashley was at a loss for words. Her eyes were fixated on Andrew's, seemingly hypnotized by his
enchanting aura. Before she came to her senses, Andrew had gently placed her down on the bed.
She pulled the blanket over and quickly covered her legs. Her shyness was in full bloom.
Afterwards, she turned her back to Andrew.
At that moment, sleep hadn't gripped Andrew yet. When he closed his eyes, he thought of the scene
when Ashley walked out of the bathroom while she was wearing his shirt.
He breathed heavily and couldn't keep his sexual desire in check any longer.
Andrew opened his eyes and looked at Ashley. He slowly inched his way towards her.
Ashley felt Andrew's body get close to her. She inhaled and wanted to say something but Andrew's kiss
quickly stopped her words dead on its tracks.
Both Ashley and Andrew stayed up late that night.
Andrew was finally satisfied.
The next day, Ashley opened her eyes, seemingly awoken from a daze. She looked around and
frowned when she didn't see Andrew anywhere.
She took the mobile phone on the bedside table to check the time. The phone's clock read nine o'clock.
Ashley was shocked and shook away the last of the drowsiness she was experiencing.
'Oh! No! This is the first time that I came to visit Andrew's grandfather. How can I get up so late the next
day?
Andrew's the one to blame!' thought Ashley.
When she thought of what had happened the night before, Ashley's cheeks began to turn red again.
She quickly got up, brushed her teeth and changed her clothes.
Ashley was about to head out of the bedroom when Andrew opened the door. He came in the bedroom
with a bowl in his hand.
When Andrew entered the bedroom, he found that Ashley had already finished washing her face and
was sitting on the bed.
Upon seeing him, Ashley glared at him for a few seconds and then looked away.
Andrew cracked a smile on his face.
He walked over to Ashley, placed the bowl on the bedside table and softly said, "You must be hungry
now. Have some porridge."
Ashley turned her head to the other side and replied, "I am not hungry. I don't want to eat."
Andrew knew that Ashley was still angry for what he did the night before.
He sat down by Ashley's side and gently said, "Please don't be angry. Have breakfast first. You have to
take good care of your body."
"I'm not hungry," replied Ashley.
However, she didn't expect that her stomach would growl after she said that.
Ashley was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole and bury herself in it.
"You're not hungry, you say?" Andrew asked her again.
Ashley glared at Andrew and began to eat the bowl of porridge.
"You're the one responsible for this. It was my first time to come here. How could you let me wake up
so late? What would your grandfather think of me? He may think that I'm a lazy woman."
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She then reached out to twist Andrew's arm.
"Grandfather won't say anything bad about you," Andrew responded. Andrew didn't tell Ashley that
Chant was very happy when he heard that they spent the night in his house. After all, his biggest wish
was to have a great grandson soon.
They both stayed in the bedroom for a couple of minutes more before they headed downstairs. After
lunch, they would head back home.
Ashley was asked to head to the study. Chant took out a box from the desk and placed it on Ashley's
hand. "Open it," said Chant.
She examined the box. It was made of good red sandalwood and it had a delicate aura about it.
After observing the box, Ashley slowly opened it. A green bracelet was inside it, and it looked
magnificent and regal as it rested inside the box.
Ashley knew little about bracelets and jewelry, but she could feel that this bracelet was precious.
She gently closed the box, looked at Chant and said, "Grandfather, it is too precious. I can't accept it."
Chant casually grinned and replied, "Take it. This bracelet was useless when it was placed here. It suits
you quite nicely. I have nothing special to give you except for this bracelet."
"Grandfather…" muttered Ashley.
"Well then, head on downstairs. Andy is waiting for you. He must be anxious right now. Besides,
Ashley, if he bullies you, you can tell me. I will help you punish him," Chant coyly remarked.
Ashley smiled. 'Andrew won't bully me. He treats me so well, ' she thought to herself.
However, she still nodded. "Okay, grandfather. If he bullies me, I will let you know."
Chant then began to laugh heartily.
After their conversation, Ashley went downstairs with Chant. Andrew walked over to Ashley as soon as
he saw her.
Chant felt Andrew was stupid.
"Grandfather, Andy and I have to leave now. You take good care of yourself," Ashley said to Chant.
"Okay. Don't worry about me. It's time to leave," replied Chant.
As Ashley and Andrew's car drove away, Chant sighed until he couldn't see the car in the distance
anymore.
"Mr. Lu, let's go back. Now that Mr. Andrew is married and he truly fancies Ms. Ashley, you can rest
easy," remarked Porter.
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