Chapter 212 The Girl Should Have Been In His Arms

Stopping the car slowly outside the Golden Palace, Ron looked at a sleeping Ashley in the back seat. He gripped the wheel tightly and his mouth was set in a thin line.

A little while later, he started to help her out of the car. Since she was fast asleep, he had to carry her out.

He just lifted her and turned around when he saw Andrew standing behind him. His expression was unreadable.

It was a good thing that he didn't get intimidated so easily. Otherwise, he might have dropped Ashley.

Andrew stared at Ron without a movement. His deep black eyes were cold, like the dead water in an abyss, whirling and unfathomable.

Ron held Ashley with two hands, and looked at Andrew in the same way, though he might have appeared less terrifying.

Ron averted his eyes all at once.

He was in great fear.

Who was this man anyway? How could he frighten people just with his eyes?

Andrew looked at his unconscious wife in Ron's arms and his eyes turned dark. "Thank you for bringing Ash back," he said.

Simultaneously, he reached out and reached out his arms to take Ashley over.

Ron didn't want to let go of her, and held on tightly, but it was in vain.

"You're welcome. Ash is my sister,"

he replied smartly, not to be outdone.

Ron felt a little empty without Ashley's weight in his arms.

Before he came to his senses, Andrew had carried Ashley into the villa.

He wanted to go after them, but a man stopped him.

"Mr. Mu, please stop. Mr. Lu doesn't like strangers entering his private villa. I'm sorry." Johnny stepped into Ron's path albeit smilingly.

He looked Ron up and down.

He had average looks but he was not as handsome as his boss. He was just a little gentler than boss.

It was no wonder that Ashley went for dinner with Ron.

"Are you feeling better, Miss Mu?"

Ashley was able to open her eyes now that the light wasn't so bright. She looked a little puzzled when she saw Claire standing in front of her. "How did I get here?" she asked.

Last night, she went out to dinner with Ron, didn't she?

She remembered they had a little wine, and then what happened? She couldn't recall anything from then on. Her mind was blank.

Did Ron bring her back here? But he didn't know she lived here.

And Claire, shouldn't she be on leave? Why was she here?

Furthermore, it seemed that she had dreamed about Andrew last night.

Seeing the confusion on Ashley's face, Claire asked with a smile, "Miss Mu, do you need anything else?"

Ashley shook her head, and then asked, "What time is it now?"

"Just past eleven," Claire answered.

Ashley jumped. "So late?

I have to get out of bed now," she shrieked as she began to rise. However, her head was still heavy and due to her wobbly movements, she almost felt onto the floor.

"Miss Mu!" Claire exclaimed and reached out to hold her quickly.

"Miss Mu, Mr. Lu has already explained your situation to Miss Su; you don't need to rush," Claire said quickly.