Save Myself from Desperation

Ashley was stunned. She thought for a while and asked in surprise, “Did Valentin come to Manditus? When did he come? How did you know?”

Andrew replied casually, “He had me watched, and so did I.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

“Moreover,” Andrew observed her expression, narrowed his eyes, and said, “You seem pleased to have Valentin here.” He paused for a second and added, “But I’m dissatisfied with your pleasure.”

Ashley couldn't refute for a moment.

“Don’t you want to divorce him?” Andrew stared at her all the time, observing her expression.

Ashley’s divorce had nothing to do with Andrew, but it occurred to her that she could make up an excuse to stop Andrew from pestering her.

She calmly cleared her throat and softly replied, “We're not getting divorced. We have a great relationship. I’m married and have a family of my own, so stop acting out on me.”

Andrew was unpleased with Ashley's words and looked extremely distressed. After a long time, he said, “I have no choice but to intervene in your relationship.”

Ashley choked on his words.

She couldn't bear it anymore and cursed, “Get lost.”

But Andrew grinned and said with a frivolous smile, “I enjoy your cursing. Go ahead.” Ashley was speechless.

“Have you found you’re out of your mind?”

“How did you feel it?” Andrew asked.

“How ashamed you are! You enjoy the abuse of others and even intervene in others’ lives. | have never met someone filthy like you.”

Andrew heard her words word by word and raised his brows flirtatiously. “You misunderstood me, Ashley. | only enjoy your abuse of me, not

others.”

He didn’t dispute Ashley's remarks about himself.

But he couldn’t accept Ashley defined himself as filthy.

Andrew took a step closer to her, forced a smile, and said meaningfully, “Why do you think I’m filthy? | haven’t gone too far with you since | brought you here.”

“You should never have brought me here.” Ashley looked directly at him. without eluding.

“| have no choice,” Andrew hooked around a strand of her hair and added ambiguously, “I want to meet you. Besides, you promised me personally before.”

Ashley fell into silence. She indeed couldn’t remember what she promised Andrew.

Bodyguards patrolled outside the villa while cooks and servants prepared. lavish dinners in the kitchen, all of Ashley’s favorite flavors.

Ashley hadn’t had dinner with Andrew for a long time, and she suddenly recalled the scene from which they had just met. As time went by, it was getting dark outside.

Andrew sat on a single couch in the living room, playing with a lighter in his hands. His fingertips rubbed against the gear, making a slight sound, and the flame flickered on and off.

The light from the lighter silhouetted Andrew's sharp profile.

Ashley glanced at him and walked around the living room idly. Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, she could see the bright moon on the

sea.

When she turned around, she found Andrew staring at her back unabashedly. “Why are you staring at me?” Ashley said fiercely.

“You look like a fierce wolf,” Andrew stood up leisurely, glanced at the clock on the wall, and said hoarsely, “Haven’t you remembered yet?”

Ashley frowned, “I really forgot. Get to the point.”

At this moment, a subordinate in black hurriedly walked over and

08:51

whispered in Andrew's ear.

Andrew looked calm, with no emotions in his eyes. He grinned and said, “He got here faster than | expected.” Ashley blinked blankly.

She wondered what did Andrew mean by it.

Did Valentin come here to find her?