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Chapter 127: It’s Like Being His Mom

Wesley’s contemplation was completely interrupted.

He quickly let go of her hair, which had already dried.

Then he grabbed a strand again.

The hairdryer didn’t make much noise.

But for some reason, that sound of wind fell into his ears was so loud.

Her hair fell on his fingertips and wrapped around them.

He never knew that playing with her hair could be so interesting.

“Wesley.”

He returned to his senses again, “Hmm?”

“My back is getting burned now.”

Wesley: “…”

His hair was already dry.

But he hadn’t satisfied yet.

Sandra held the hairdryer and put it away.

Then, she gave Wesley a look. “It’s not good for a patient to lie.”

He felt a bit annoyed and walked away.

Sandra was a little surprised.

Was this man so petty?

He gets angry by a few words?

Sandra asked, “Where are you going? That’s my bed.”

Wesley sat down on her bed.

Then he laid down and covered himself with her blanket, where a cartoon fairy was on it.

The blanket was too short for him.

When he covered himself, his feet were exposed.

Sandra said helplessly, “Are you done playing? Can you get off now?”

Wesley didn’t say anything.

He silently tugged at the blanket.

Sandra: “???”

Does he have to be so girlish?

“Mr. Cooper, what exactly do you want?”

Wesley said quietly, “I’m trying to experience your life.”

Sandra pondered for a while.

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Chapter 127: It’s Like Being His Mom

Wesley thought she was angry because he lied, so, is he trying to coax her?

That doesn’t seem right.

Wesley doesn’t seem like someone who would be so adept at this.

She must be overthinking it.

She decided to lie down on his bed.

The big bed felt amazing.

She could roll around without any restrictions.

And it’s so soft.

For Sandra, who usually lives a rough life, it is pure luxury.

Rich people know how to enjoy life.

Well, she is used to not have a place to sleep when she’s so busy.

Sometimes, when she’s tired, she just lied down on the ground.

Now that she thinks about it, she’s just lucky that she never gets run over by a car.

Lost in her thoughts, she casually pulled the blanket over and covered herself.

The blanket carried a subtle fragrance of agarwood, calming.

She couldn’t help but think of the beads in Wesley’s hand.

Now she burrowed into the covers.

It feels like she’s curled up in Wesley’s embrace.

That feeling made her blush involuntarily.

The hairdryer really heated her head today.

She always overthinks.

She hurriedly closed her eyes, forcing herself to fall asleep.

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Wesley couldn’t fall asleep no matter what he did.

The smell of Sandra was all over the bed.

It was like it was everywhere.

The next day, Sandra stretched lazily and saw Wesley sitting on her bed with a dark face.

Her eyes were just too effective.

So she immediate noticed the dark circles under his eyes.

She couldn’t help but want to laugh a little. “Mr. Cooper, it seems like you’ve had enough of experiencing my life.”

Wesley:

…

”

During breakfast.

Joey felt the pressure in the air.

Chapter 127: it’s Live Being His Mom

Actually, in the past, Wesley’s poor sleep was a normal occurrence.

But ever since he woke up from his vegetative state, this situation had disappeared.

So when it suddenly happened again, every cell in Joey’s body tensed up.

He pondered a thousand possibilities in his mind, and finally, his gaze fell on Sandra.

Sandra was a bit speechless from being stared at, “Why do you keep looking at me, Joey?”

Joey shrank his neck, “I, I just wanted to ask about Agkistrodon…”

Sandra: “…”

Before he could finish his sentence, the air pressure dropped even lower.

Joey’s heart was about to explode from being scared.

Leo didn’t teach him how to handle this.

Sandra said helplessly, “Wesley and I will go talk to Agkistrodon.”

Just as this sentence fell, Joey felt the whole atmosphere in the restaurant relax.

His heart was saved!

Wesley gave a faint “hmm“, as if he was unwilling to do this.

Joey sneered inwardly.

After the chess tournament, Joey was certain that Wesley had some thoughts about Sandra.

But these thoughts were just in the initial stage.

Wesley probably didn’t even know it himself.

Thinking of this, Joey couldn’t help but sigh.

Not only did he have to complete his job, but he also had to worry about his boss’s love life.

It’s like being his mom.

Sandra slowly cut the steak, the elegance emanating from her was impossible to ignore.

It made people feel that she had been trained in etiquette by a foreign royal family.

“The organization that Agkistrodon belongs to is called Snake. That kid seemed crazy. You’d better bring something for self–defense.“She reminded Wesley.

Wesley raised an eyebrow, “Can’t a doctor protect her patient?”

Sandra: “…”

She answered with a weary heart, “Generally, when the doctor–patient relationship is bad, the patient often harms the doctor.”

Wesley nodded, “So, the one who should bring something for self–defense is you.”

Then, he directed Joey to open a drawer and took out a spray bottle.

When Sandra saw the words on it, her lips couldn’t help but twitch.