Chapter 140


    Vania’s clothes were sticking closely to her skin, revealing the perfect curves underneath. Her face was


    glistening from all the moisture, and Hanson felt something stir in him. She got into this mess for another


    guy, though.


    That stirring feeling within Hanson turned into a weird sensation, and he asked sternly, “Were you going


    to run all the way home just like that if you hadn’t bumped into us?”


    Before she could answer, he told Larry, “Take us to Luke Estate.”


    She panicked a little. “Can you make a turn right ahead? I told Theresa to wait for me at the junction.”


    Haling Vi and Luke Estate are in two different ces.


    “You’re going home looking like that?”


    Exclusive ? content by N(?)ve/l/Drama.Org.


    It’s notfortable, but I can just get changed at home. I don’t need to head to your ce for that.


    Hanson interrupted before Vania had the chance to reply, “I don’t mind if you want to jump out of the car.”


    The rain was cold, but his voice sounded colder than that.


    Jump out of the car? What kind of idea is that? If I do that in this weather, it’ll be another trip to the


    hospital for me. She had a feeling that she had gotten into some shady deal here. What the hell is he


    even thinking?


    Momentster, they arrived at Luke Estate. The maids were standing outside with an umbre in their


    hands. They were awaiting Hanson’s return, but when they saw the woman in his car, all of them were


    shocked. Aside from the young master’s mother, they had never seen another woman in Hanson’s car


    before. Oh my, she’s so gorgeous too. Not even the rain can conceal how beautiful she is.


    The maids were shocked and awestruck, but they remained serious and handed the umbre over to


    Hanson.


    He would not have taken it in the past, but he now epted the umbre.


    They were surprised to see that and watched as Hanson turned to the side and waited for Vania to step


    out of the car. Worried that the rain might get to her, he moved the umbre over to her, exposing himself


    to the rain instead.


    Vania stepped out of the car right away and leaned closer to Hanson so that he would not get drenched.


    She tugged at his sleeve and said, “Let’s go.”


    It was a minor detail, but Hanson was delighted nheless, and his annoyance about her crying over


    another guy was gone with the wind. He smiled, and they went into his home. Once they came to the


    living quarters, Hanson took the towel his maid handed him and draped it over Vania. He wiped her skin


    gently and said, “Your clothes are wet, so I’ll take you upstairs. There are new clothes there. Change into


    them and dry your hair. You don’t want to get a cold.”


    Vania nodded and went upstairs with Hanson, though she was staring at the design of his house.


    The main colors of the house were gray and white, and his home was spartan. It felt cold like the owner


    of the house, and everything screamed aloof and distant. She could not understand his aesthetics.


    His bedroom was in the center of the second floor. Hanson opened the door and turned to the side so


    Vania coulde in. She looked around, and he said gently, “The shirts are in the closet. Just take


    whatever you want, and remember to dry your hair. I’ll be waiting outside.”