Chapter 684:
They were from the Wharton Group? In other words, those two weren’t from the QT Company, but were sent by Herbert to keep an eye on me? What was he doing? Was he putting me under house arrest? Keeping an eye on me? I had been in a state of panic all day.
“Miss Stepanek, the reason Mr. Wharton did this is because he’s worried something might happen to you. Those two people are here to protect you…”
Gary added.
“Is he trying to protect me, or is he restricting my freedom?”
I tried my best to restrain my emotions as I carried Lucky upstairs. That night, it wasn’t until both Lucky and Lucas had fallen asleep that Herbert stumbled back into the house. As soon as he entered the corridor, I could smell the strong scent of alcohol. I felt disgusted. Why had he turned into a drunkard? He went out drinking every day, and now, he was out drinking with a woman.
In the dim light of the corridor, Herbert looked at me and reached out, holding onto the wall next to him.
I stepped forward and questioned him.
“Herbert, tell your subordinates not to follow me tomorrow!”
Hearing this, Herbert reached up to touch his face, looking uncomfortable.
“Did you hear that?”
I asked, raising my voice a little. There was exhaustion and helplessness in his tone as he replied.
“I’ve been busy outside all day. Can you be a little gentler with me?”
I pursed my lips. Although I knew my attitude wasn’t the best, I rubbed my neck and said stubbornly, “You’re busy? Did you spend the whole night with those beautiful women?””When did you see that I was busy with beautiful women all night?”
Herbert walked toward me and asked.
I turned my head away, but my nose tried to catch a whiff of the scent on Herbert. I was still a little far from him, so I could only smell the alcohol.
Although I didn’t smell Linda’s perfume on him, I still felt certain that he had been with Linda tonight.
The next second, he pressed me against the wall. He brought his neck close to my nose and said, “Only this way can your nose smell if there’s any perfume on me!”
I felt a little pain as he grabbed me. I wanted to push him away and angrily said, “What’s wrong with you? Let me go!”
“I won’t let you go until you smell me properly,” Herbert said as he pressed me against the wall.
“You…”
I couldn’t catch my breath because of the pressure, but I did manage to clearly smell Herbert’s scent.
There was only the smell of wine, sweat, and a strong hint of tobacco on his body. I could also smell his natural scent, but there was no trace of perfume.
