The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 5037

Darryl seemed unfazed by her imploring tactics and appeared to be at ease.

He had always had a favorable view of Sandra. He did not want to pursue the matter because she had asked for that personally. He leaned back on his chair, cracking his neck. "Damn, I'd be a real *sshole to turn you down, wouldn't I? Well, I didn't sleep too well last night, I think. My neck seems to be a little stiff.

"My legs ache quite a bit, too. It'd be nice if someone could give me a massage, don't you think?"

As the words rang through the air, Sandra's cheeks flushed red as she squirmed with discomfort.

Did Derrick mean that he wanted her to massage him?

She was still among the most esteemed disciples of the Heavenly Dragon Sect, and she maintained her purity. How embarrassing would that be if word got out that she gave a man a massage in front of all those people?

At the same time, Ronny's expression shifted as well. He stared intently at Darryl, furious but not daring to utter a word.

F*ck!

'Sandra is mine. How dare Derrick Darby ask her for a back rub?' How would that do? Yet, upon second thought, his life was in Darryl's hands. The slightest wrong move might result in his powers being forcefully taken from him or even his life.

Ronny could only lower his head in shame.

Darryl saw Ronny's response, and his chest skipped with ease.

'Where'd all that cockiness go, Ronny? Trying to pick on me all the time? Take that! I will have the girl of your dreams give me a massage. Let's see how you feel about that.'

Darryl pretended to cough at the sight of Sandra standing in front of him shyly, speaking in a pitying tone. "It seems like no one wants to give me a massage. That's fine, then. I'll return to the Pill Tower and have my elixir assistant give me one."

Darryl rose from his chair, moving to leave the Wild Crane Restaurant.

"Don't—"

Ronny thought his heart was about to fall out of his chest when he realized Darryl was about to leave. "Don't go!" he shouted.

Ronny's expression twisted in agony as he begged Sandra. "I don't want to die, Senior Sister."

The Sect Master had a wicked sense of humor. He was obviously trying to get Sandra to serve him, but he was trying to act serious. How interesting.

The Pure Yang Division disciples did not dare to laugh out loud. They kept silent, watching the commotion.

Motherf*cker!

Sprawled on the ground, Ronny almost passed out from anger.

'Derrick is such a b*stard, trying to take advantage of me under the pretense of being a nice guy. How f*cking shameless was that guy?'

"I—"

Sandra's face flushed even redder as her emotions fell into a frenzy, and she rushed to shake her head. "It's not because of my junior brother that I want to serve you, Sect Master! I just thought you looked tired, and I'd help you relax a little."

Sandra was a smart lady. Of course, she knew what Darryl was trying to do. Had it been anyone else, she would have long lost her temper, but that was the head of the Elixir Sector, second only to the Palace Master at the Pure Yang Division. There was no way she could just get angry as she liked.