Mrs. Lawson Is So Sexy and Gallant novel Chapter 22

"I need water!" he suddenly roared.

Verena was startled. She couldn't help shivering. Sammy also frowned, but he was still sleeping.

Lemuel slumped into the soft sofa. His handsome face turned to be annoyed, "I need water!"

It was at the middle of the night. If he kept shouting, all the other people would be woken up.

Though she hated him, all servants had fallen into sleep already. She didn't want to wake them up just because of a glass of water.

Verena had no choice but to carefully put Sammy on another sofa. Then she served Lemuel a glass of water, "Here you are!"

The scent of alcohol from his body smelt so strong that she felt a bit suffocated.

He still kept his eyes closed while dragging his own shirt. He soon drained the glass of water and raised it up in front of her, "More!"

Verena glared at him while hearing that.

She didn't expect that he would be so restless when being drunk. She took the glass and stood still. She tried to suppress her anger, "You have water in your own room! Just go back to drink yourself!"

Sammy, who was lying on the sofa, started to move a bit. If she kept arguing with Lemuel, it would definitely wake him up.

"I need water here! Get off if you can't give me water!"

Verena gritted hard. She was overwhelmed by an urge to hit his face with the glass.

At this moment, a servant named May entered the parlor and said to Verena with respect, "Miss Moore, welcome back."

"May, why don't you sleep?"

"I know that Mr. Lemuel is drunk when hearing his voice. So I cook some soup to help him sober up. Miss Moore, please feed him for me."

Verena was stunned, "But May, I…"

"Sorry to bother you, Miss Moore. But Mr. Lemuel's third brother, Mr. Eden, has just come back from abroad. So I have to go to his apartment to clean it up. Though Mr. Lemuel looks cold and repellent, he actually behaves himself when getting drunk."

Before Verena could figure out an excuse to refuse, May handed her a bowl of soup and then hurried to leave.

Verena didn't even have time to refuse.

After a while, she took Lemuel to his room.

It was a spacious bedroom with deluxe decoration. And the room was overwhelmed with a scent of male hormone, in which there was only a dim light turned on. The whole room was illuminated with warm light.

Lemuel lay on the bed with his white shirt half opened, looking wild and domineering. He had Roman nose and his thin lips kept pressed. He looked quite sexy at this moment.

Verena still held great grudge against him. She stared at him coldly and patted on his shoulder, "Turn around!"

He frowned and suddenly reached out his hand to drag her down. Verena then fell onto her chest unexpectedly.

Though there was a shirt between them, she could still feel his strong pec muscle clearly, which was deadly appealing to all women.