NovelEnglishAt that moment, Shane cout of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his body.
Seeing this scene Cole thought back to how Charlotte was acting and realized that they must have cin at the wrong time.
"Mr. Fuller, Miss Charlotte has... She's left," he said.
Shane simply nodded and sat down on the sofa.
Henry Johnson, Shane's personal doctor, walked over to him with a smile on his face and a medical kit on his back.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe gave Shane a rough examination and deduced that the effect of the drug had completely subsided.
Henry Johnson was the crde la crof the medical field, and a good friend of Shane's for many years. "Ah, I remember that the last tyou were drugged with this was five years ago because someone wanted to take your life. Who did this to you this time, and why?" Henry asked semi- humorously as he packed his equipment back into his kit.
As soon as he brought up this matter, Shane's face turned dark and grim. He narrowed his eyes slightly at Cole. Cole effortlessly deciphered the message and tactfully turned to leave the room.
"Yuliana Lane," Shane said as he gave his glabella a little pinch.
Henry gently patted Shane's thigh and let out a chuckle, "Oh, I see. It was Ms. Lane! Still, my man, I'm not taking your side this time. You guys have been together for five years and yet, you still leave her alone in an empty bed. If I were her, I would have drugged you long ago! Who would've bothered waiting until today?" As his laughter died down, Henry suddenly said in a serious tone, "Say, it's not because you have smortifying disease with your privates, right? For real, though, I do know someone who's an expert in..." Before Henry could finish his sentence, Shane flashed him an icy cold glare.
It worked like magic. Henry was immediately silenced.
Lethargic, Shane leaned back into the sofa for forty winks.
"Ahem, who's that woman from earlier? Could you be..." Now that the room was so quiet, Henry suddenly thought of Charlotte's escape. Hence, he started running his mouth again.
"She's a very special person indeed," said Shane.
"Yo!" Henry instantly perked up as if he had discovered something extraordinary. "So, all this while, it's not that you didn't like women; you just prefer mommas." Shane didn't bother responding, for his mind was occupied with images of Charlotte and only Charlotte.
She was so sweet and tender. That one glance from her had almost forced him over the edge.
Five years. It had been five years since he last felt this sensation coursing through his veins.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHenry took Shane's silence as acquiescence.
He howled with excitement, "OMG! Do you actually like her? Goodness gracious did you know that I always thought you liked men?" The mystery of Shane's orientation had puzzled Henry for a while.
"She's a married woman, isn't she? It won't look good if you were to ruin other's families." Henry was a real ΟΠ chatterbox. The moment he opened his, mouth, there was no stopping his chattering. "She's not married." Shane only left three simple words for Henry as he stood up and headed over to the wardrobe to change into his clothes. A child born out of wedlock? Henry tilted his head in thought. With that out of the question, it didn't seem as though there were any other issues.
"Hey, where are you going?" asked Henry as he saw Shane exit the room. In no time, he was at Shane's heels.
Shane looked back at Henry. His lips curved upward into a smile, yet his eyes were filled with nothing but coldness. "I'm going to deal with the problem." Like RICH WOMEN? These women desperately want a mature men! JOIN NOW *Waming* these rich women will persue you.
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