You're The Best Medicine For Me
Chapter 70: Shirley Agreed to Move Into Moores’ Manor

Her hands were on his shoulders and she was wriggling her hips, but a man and a woman's strength differ greatly. If she moved a little, he would hug her even more tightly, she couldn't fight him at all. His kiss was both anxious and messy, from the tip of her nose to her lips, then aggressively turning around and sucking in, there were seemingly no rules at all.

Shirley's mind was blank from his kiss, his smell hung in the air, she even started to feel like she liked his smell.

After struggling to no avail, Shirley gave up.

Her hands held his shirt on his shoulder, and she tried to reciprocate his kiss.

As if receiving some encouragement, Bryan kissed her even more strongly.

Suddenly he retreated a step, and turned her around. His hands on the hairpin on her head, he removed it from her hair.

A head of wavy long hair fell down to her face.

Both of them fell onto the bed behind them, he turned over and ran his fingers through her hair, extremely gentle in response to her.

A rush of heat awakened from the deepest parts of their bodies.

Shirley opened her eyes slightly, looking at the man on top of her, the image of that night surfacing.

That feeling spread from her toes to her head. At that moment, she felt a cold breeze on her shoulders. Shirley opened her eyes wide and pushed her hands against his shoulders, shouting, "Bryan." Bryan paused in his actions, letting go of her lips, he raised his head.

The white blouse that Shirley was wearing had three buttons unfastened by him, the view underneath her clothes was somewhat visible.

She quickly pulled in her clothes, and gave him a few pushes, "Quick get up."

Propping himself up, he got up quickly.

After he got up from her, Shirley also sat up, buttoning up her blouse with her back to him.

The man was standing behind her, breathing heavily. After a moment, he said, "Paisley, you think about it properly, I'll wait for you outside."

He turned around to leave.

Shirley heaved a sigh of relief. Lowering her head to look at her buttons, she saw traces from that night on her chest.

This man... really treated what happened that night seriously.

Her heart racing, she sat on the bed. If she and the children really moved in, she would see this man very frequently. If he was like this to her every now and then, then things would get real messy! No, she had to set some terms with him, if not, she wouldn't dare to move into the Moores' Manor.

She didn't believe that she couldn't replace another villa that is like the Moores' Manor.

She took out her phone and speedily typed a whole page of words. After she finished, she stood up and walked out of the villa.

Bryan was standing in the lawn outside, a hand in his pocket, another hand was holding a cigarette, smoke puffing from his mouth. His head was lowered looking at an unknown object, and his feet were rubbing on the lawn.

Shirley's emotions were running high. She didn't hate him, but she was far from wanting to get together with him and get married with him. If both parties controlled themselves, there wouldn't be next steps. She walked quickly towards Bryan.

At this moment, he turned around and quickly put out his cigarette and flicked it into the bin next to him, saying, "Have you thought about it?"

"Mr. Moore, I need to talk to you properly." Shirley said frankly.

Bryan's brows furrowed, he felt that Shirley wouldn't have something nice to discuss with him. He refused, "Let's go back for dinner. Grandma just called, let's talk about it tomorrow."

He turned around to leave.

However, Shirley quickly blocked his path, preventing him from avoiding the topic. She took out her phone and showed him what she had typed just now, "Look at this properly, if you can do this, then I will consider moving into the Moores' Manor. Both of us can sign on this then."

"What's this?" Bryan took the phone from her, his eyes sweeping over the words in the phone.

Number One: Mr. Bryan cannot without Miss Shirley's permission step into the villa.

Number Two: Mr. Bryan cannot at inappropriate occasions touch Miss Shirley's body, or hug her waist, or kiss her. No intimate actions are allowed.

Number Three: Mr. Bryan cannot without Miss Shirley's permission meet the children privately, or bring them out for sightseeing.

Number Four: Mr. Bryan has to pass over all the access keys to the villa.

Number Five: ...

The more he read, the more Bryan's face changed. In the final conditions, he couldn't even touch a strand of her hair.

"Paisley, your requests are over-the-top. What if the two children come to replace me?" These conditions had put a stop to all his intentions.

Part of the reason he wanted her to move in so quickly was because of the children.

The more he felt that these two children belong to him, the more he wanted to spend time with them, but this woman was pushing him off the cliff.

"I am just protecting the interests of my children, I don't like my children playing with a stranger."

Bryan's face turned black, as if ink might drip out of it. It was scarily dark.

"Paisley, repeat what you just said."

"Up to you, then the accommodation Mr. Moore provided will not be considered at the moment. After work tomorrow I will speak to the hospital about changing a house, they will arrange a villa with better safety precautions for me." Finishing her words, Shirley turned and walked away.

Rooted on the spot, Bryan was fuming.

This woman was really testing his limits.

In conclusion, no matter what happened, he would let the children move in first. As for the terms and conditions, that can wait...

He quickly ran towards Paisley and blocked her path, "Alright, I agree with you, but I, too, have something to say."

"If it's the two kids that come to me asking me to play with them, I cannot guarantee that I won't bring them around."

"You..." Shirley clenched her teeth and glared at him furiously, "Don't worry, I will watch them closely, so that they won't affect your life."

Bryan's lips curved up in a calculated smile, and he said, "Alright, I will send these terms to Jordan and get him to print it out, then both of us can sign on it."

Shirley reached out to snatch her phone back. Ignoring him, she turned to leave. Bryan followed behind her closely. Watching her back, he felt a pang of disappointment. "Paisley, do you really hate me so much?"

Paisley frowned slightly, and continued walking, not intending to answer his question.

Bryan continued pestering her, "You saw grandma's attitude, she doesn't care at all that you have two children, you don't even have to worry about grandma."

Shirley stopped in her tracks, turned around suddenly and stared at him, "Mr. Moore, people don't chase a girl like this, forcing her to be your girlfriend. Shouldn't these type of things be a gradual progression, you should slowly let her open her heart up to you, then proceed to the next stage?"

"We can get married!"

Communication seemed hopeless.

Shirley turned around and left, refusing to turn back and talk sense into him...☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐