After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire
Chapter 244 Oscar’s Pride

Chapter 244 Oscar's Pride

"Manuel, stop your imagination." Susan said snappishly with a sudden realizing what did he meant.

Manuel watched her.

He had been controlling his inordinate ambitions for the whole night.

"We don't reach sexual relation just because Henry was respectful to me, other than any problem between us."

Manuel left a pale smile.

7 see." He said.

He knew it well that they were deep in love.

"Fine. I need to move." Susan said, irritated.

Why did she felt like a loser?

Why did she have to report her privacy to Manuel.

Susan switched off the shower angrily, brought a blue bath towel and wrapped it up for Manuel.

She sudden recalled a similar pink one in her shower as she prepared for a bath.

They were obviously a pair.

The so-called lover collection was indeed annoyed.

She would threw them out tomorrow.

Manuel was not aware of what was on Susan's mind

He carefully moved out from the bathroom and came to the bed.

"Take off your pants."

Susan made an sudden order as she saw Manuel was ready to get on bed.

He looked at her.

"You want a drenching bed?" Susan said helplessly, "What is on earth in your mind?"

Manuel nodded.

Again Susan turned her sight away.

The red underpants soon was laid on the ground.

At a glance, she found the man pulled himself into the bed, which was quiet challenging for him.

"Which nightclothes you want?" She asked.

"Whatever."

Susan stopped her quest and directed to the cloak room inside.

How come the suite was so equipped while it was bought just a week ago?

Manuel's clothes nearly occupied every corner of the walk-in closet.

She picked a dark green silk one and took a black pants from the wardrobe.

She expected to replace colorful pants before she pulled out the drawer.

After all, she was indeed astonished when she saw the red one on him.

She had supposed that his style was only the black-white-grey series. So she naturally regarded him as wild inside at the shocking sight of that red pants. Then the black-white-grey collection appeared in front She had an Epiphany the next minute.

She had been told by somebody that red underwear was a must-have for the wedding day. But since this was not the wedding she wanted, she of course gave them up However, Manuel put it on.

Susan tried hard to shield herself from what that meant.

This marriage mattered for Manuel, while she already prepared herself for divorce when married him.

She bought out the clothes and asked, "Do you need me to dress you up?"

"No, thanks. I can do it myself." Manuel made a rushing rejection.

Then Susan laid down the clothes beside him.

He did not rushed to put them on though.

"Want some water."

"No, thanks."

"Then toilet?"

"Well...yes..." He replied.

Susan was almost on the edge.

Why didn't him require it in the shower, but after she managed to get him to the bed?

Manuel was in a dilemma.

He was impossible to piss before her.

But he must get a sleepless night as he did not request it now.

That meant he needed to creep over by self.

Maybe anther fall waited there for him.

Anyway.

He had not yet gotten used to a legless life.

"Please." He said it low, like a boy who did some wrong

Susan tried to constrain her emotion.

She helped him up from the bed again.

And sent him to the bathroom and had him standing before the water closet.

"Can you please lift up my bathrobe a bit?" Manuel begged.

He could not spare more hand to protect his bathrobe.

Susan followed, reluctantly.

Then,

The room was filled with sound of liquid flow.

What the hell....

She never dream there would be a day that she had to serve a man like a maid.

She stood behind, lowering down her head.

This was a long war that seemed no end. "How much urine has been stored in you?"

"..."Manuel was too shameful to answer.

"That might kill you. How dare you!"

For such embarrassing moment, silence must be the best solution.

"Finish." Manuel said with a big relief.

Just like a thief finished his job at last.

Susan put down his bathrobe and accompanied him out.

Manuel laid down again.

"Anything more that I can help?" Susan asked.

"Nothing else..."

She could not wait but leave before he finished his line.

He would have said goodnight to her.

He knew.

Susan would not stay one more minute in with him if she could.

As she went back to her room, she dashed to her bathroom and lied in the jacuzzi tub.

She was as annoyed as a trapped tiger.

She tried to repress herself when she helped him.

After the job was done, she was depressed.

She was puzzle how things became what they were.

She kept her promise and finished the wedding with him.

And finally she put herself into a flat with the man.

This should have belonged to Henry and her.

This should have been the night for them.

Before she had imagined thousands scenarios about their romantic wedding night.

But at last, she was left alone.

Facing such a room, grand but cold, she could not depress herself any more and screamed out.

She never dreamed that could happen to her, such a ridiculous and incredible script.

The world was too crazy to her

She hated everything that put her in such an absurd state.

the night fell to the city.

This was Oscar's villa.

Harrison and he finally got back home.

As soon as they reached home, Oscar made an order to Max who was waiting them at the door. "Call Donald and have him come here now." He said.

"Yes, my lord..."

"Don't worry." Oscar said peacefully.

He sounded like no big deal.

But Max did not believe.

Harrison either.

After such a long time being with him, she was surprised by the calmness of this man.

How come he could bury so much in his heart?

This was a man as deep as an ocean. It was hard to see through what he was.

Donald arrived half an hour later.

And he was accompanied with Theodore.

Then Harrison automatically left for the living room, watching TV and enjoying her Chinese dessert which Max spared long time to prepare for her every day.

Inside the bedroom.

Donald took off Oscar's shirt and unfolded the bandage. After a quick check, he made a verdict. "Infected already." He judged.

"That's why I call you here." Oscar said.

"Is it because...a wonderful sex?"

Oscar just smiled without a word.

Theodore could not help but roll his eyes at him.

Did it worth to show of just because of sleeping one women?

If so, he should be the man of pride. After all, the women he slept might be as many as... hundreds.