Chapter 21 She's Tired
Eula Lowe, who had been stunned, came to life. "Ah..."
Three plates and two bowls, were they so expensive?
Two thousand? Was he robbing her?
Judson Nash pointed to the broken pieces, "These are blue and white porcelain, and the gold lines on the patterns are real gold. Two thousand is a small amount."
Eula Lowe wanted to pick up the broken pieces and get the gold lines off, maybe she could sell them?
Judson Nash frowned when he saw her reaching out to pick them up.
"Sweep with a broom, don't use your hands."
Eula Lowe could only retract her hand. He had so many demands, how she cleaned up was her own business, right?
But the man didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, he just kept staring at her.
Judson Nash felt that if he didn't watch her, she would end up hurting, she was that clumsy.
Eula Lowe couldn't leave the broken pieces behind and felt so heartbroken.
The gold lines! They must be worth as much as gold!
Miss Lowe had...
be overwhelmed by reality, and no longer have any hint of the elegance of a lady.
Until she put the fragments in the trash bag and tidied up the kitchen counter.
Judson Nash didn't leave, he stood behind her with his arms crossed and watched her, making her feel the urge to draw a knife and press it against his neck.
"Judson Nash, tear up the IOU, now,."
But she could only think about it and didn't dare to do it.
When she took off her apron and turned around, she smiled at him.
"Judson Nash, I've finished tidying up."
It was eleven o'clock, and she was tired and wanted to go home.
Judson Nash said, "My room is messy, go tidy it up."
Eula Lowe let out a wail, Judson Nash, it's eleven o'clock at night, can't I tidy it up tomorrow if you're asleep? Ah...
The little bit of goodwill she had for him disappeared, gone.
Judson Nash walked up the stairs and returned to his room, sitting at his desk, looking at a stack of documents.
Eula Lowe began to tidy up for him. Yesterday, this room was clean, with only scattered books and clean clothes.
She just needed to fold and tidy them up, and it would take at most ten minutes to finish.
But today, the room was ransacked, the closet where clothes were scattered on the floor. She had to hang them up one by one and sort them by color.
And his underwear, men's underwear.
When she reached out to grab them, she was scared and recoiled.
She had never seen men's underwear before, she didn't dare to touch them, feeling too embarrassed.
A certain man was leaning against the doorway of the closet, laughing.
"Eula Lowe, are you interested in my underwear?"
Eula Lowe opened her eyes and started picking them up one by one. They were all from the same brand, and they were all black.
It seemed that this man had an special fascination for black.
As she picked them up, she smirked, mocking the size.
Men were most sensitive about this, so he walked over, trapping her between the wardrobe and, his eyes narrowed.
A chill appeared on his handsome face, but it became even more bewitching.
"Eula Lowe, what are you laughing at?"
Eula Lowe became nervous When she saw him approaching, and she held the underwear in her hands close to her chest.
"Where did I laugh? I'm just tired, I'm sighing."
She was tired, so tired. She had fought with someone during the day and had been working all night. She was almost exhausted.
Judson Nash leaned his face close to hers, his voice low and cold as he asked.
"Really?"
As he got closer, the fragrance on her body filled his nostrils, and he couldn't control anymore. It felt like his blood was boiling.
Eula Lowe looked at him warily, afraid that he would forcefully kiss her again, so her big eyes stared at his red lips, prepared to sting him if necessary.
Judson Nash saw her fascination with his lips and wondered if she was addicted to him, just like he was to her. With a mischievous smile, he leaned down and kissed her. He had wanted to taste her since the moment he saw her, and now his wish was fulfilled.
Eula Lowe was initially stunned, her eyes blinking rapidly as she felt the warmth of his lips. How could he overpower her again? This scoundrel! Without hesitation, she let go of what she was holding, pressed the surface of a ring, and a slender needle appeared, which she thrust into his neck.
Judson Nash had been immersed in her damn sweetness and couldn't extricate., his neck stung, and his body stiffened. He couldn't move anymore.
retreating from his embrace, Eula Lowe tied his hands and feet with a few neckties she grabbed and gave him a kick.
"Do you still dare to do bad things? Didn't your mother teach you not to bully girls?" She had always educated her own son like this, and those two boys were also obedient. They never bullied girls.
Judson Nash was initially speechless, and after about two minutes, he blinked his eyes and saw the girl had tied him up like a pig. His face turned dark. What had this girl just done to him? Did she use an anesthetic?
Initially, he had thought she was just a little fool, someone he could bully as he pleased. He hadn't expected her to have her own cleverness.
Judson Nash gave a cold sneer. Well, at least she would be able to protect.
"Eula Lowe, let me go," his low and cold voice echoed, causing Eula Lowe's small body to tremble. Every time she did something bad, she still felt a bit guilty. However, this could be considered self-defense; after all, he had bullied her.
So she kicked him again. "Judson Nash, swear to me that you won't bully me anymore."
Seeing her expression of not letting go until he swore, Nash's eyes narrowed in pain. He furrowed his brows. "Eula Lowe, where did you buy this thing? Why... why am I feeling so uncomfortable?"
When he reminded her, Eula Lowe's eyes widened. It seemed like she had bought this thing at a small store, without any certificates or anything. She was scared and squatted down, reaching out to pat his face.
"Feeling uncomfortable? Where does it hurt?"
She became anxious because his appearance was painful. In an instant, he became a superstar actor with outstanding performing skills.
"You... experimented on me with uncertified products. If I die, you'll be responsible."
Eula Lowe was frightened.
"I'll call 911, I'll call right now."
She hadn't thought things through. Anesthetic like this couldn't be used recklessly; if not used properly, it could lead to loss of life. Eula Lowe was afraid, and she didn't want to be burdened with a manslaughter case.
She couldn't...
"Eula Lowe, who had intended to pick up the phone, went to untie his bathrobe belt. As the robe slid open, revealing his well-defined chest muscles, Eula Lowe froze, her gaze drifting away. 'How do you feel now?' she asked.
Judson Nash has a good physique, those chest muscles, those abs, they're amazing. She wants to touch them, are they hard?
When she had this thought, her face turned red. Judson Nash stared at her with his narrow eyes, taking in every expression she had. 'I feel tight in my chest, give it a rub,' he said, his lips curling up, his gaze piercing and black. Eula Lowe's eyes brightened, she had just thought about touching him, and now he was letting her.
So, she didn't care anymore, he was uncomfortable and she was helping him.
Eula Lowe's eyes became sparkling, her big eyes watching the exposed area intently. Her small hand couldn't wait to touch it, and in her heart, she thought, so muscles are hard, but not as hard as they're described in novels, they're warm and feel pretty good.
In order to avoid attracting the attention of a certain man, she asked, 'Judson Nash, does it hurt here?' Judson Nash looked at her flushed face, finding it adorable.
How could he not know her little thoughts? So, he said, 'Go down a bit more.' Eula Lowe felt that he was hitting the right spot, and she wanted to feel those six-pack abs; they must look so good.
When will she be able to tone her own abs?
As she touched and secretly complained in her heart, a certain man's mind started to wander, thinking that this woman couldn't resist the appeal of a man. And so, he said, 'Go down a bit further.'
Eula Lowe hesitated for a moment, they had reached his abdomen, going any lower wouldn't be appropriate, would it?
But those garbage products might cause him pain all over his body, maybe it's best to go to the hospital. Just as she was thinking this, a voice rang out, 'Judson, are you there? I'll be staying at your place tonight.'
Grandma Nash's words trailed off as she froze."
In the same spot, her face turned red.
"You guys continue, continue, pretend I didn't show up," Grandma Nash said.
She thought it was Princess An Yi, as she had heard that Judson's son recently planned to marry her. She thought that perhaps her great-grandson had matured and found a woman.
Eula Lowe heard the voice and jumped up.
"Grandma, you came just in time. Judson Nash is not feeling well. Let's take him to the hospital!"
Grandma Nash turned around and when she saw Eula Lowe, her eyes lit up.
"Eula, it's you!"
Eula Lowe was also startled and covered her mouth. "Grandma, so you are Judson Nash's grandmother?"
No wonder this lady was so wealthy. Turns out she's Judson Nash's grandmother, so it's not surprising.
The two held hands and excitedly spun around.
"Eula, it's great. You and Judson are great together!"
The old lady had planned to introduce Eula Lowe to her great-grandson, but she didn't expect them to be together.
A certain man on the ground saw them embracing and ignored him.
He stood up and said, "Don't you care about the patient?"
Eula Lowe let go of Grandma Nash.
"Grandma, I'm just working for Judson Nash, it's not what you think."
She didn't like men, she liked women, okay? There are too many scumbags.
