Mrs. Hawn, Your Disguise Was Penetrated

Brittany froze for a second and then said with a shy smile, "Yes, I am Mia. Asher, I'm your Mia!"

Asher rubbed his temples, feeling extremely uncomfortable due to severe drunkenness.

Was it his Mia coming?

Was it really Mia?

"You're drunk. Let me take you home." Brittany leaned down and helped Asher up with great effort.

"Mia, is that you? Is it really you?" Asher staggered and leaned on Brittany, his tone full of disbelief and surprise.

The Mia he had been searching for for so many years... Did she finally come back?

"Yes, of course it's me." Brittany's adoring gaze was firmly fixed on the man next to her.

It was the first time she had been in close contact with Asher. His tall and upright body and his handsome face were still fascinating even when he was drunk.

Brittany reached out her hand and gently touched Asher's handsome face with her cold fingers, shivering a little.

This was the man she had been loving for so many years. He had always been cold to her before, and now she finally had the chance to be close to him.

However, it was when Asher was drunk and took her for another girl.

"Mia, why have you changed?" Even though the girl in front of him was saying she was Mia, Asher felt that she gave him a strange feeling and that she was not Mia.

There wasn't that feeling that made his heart flutter.

"I haven't changed. You got the wrong impression because you're drunk." Brittany's heart fluttered and she withdrew her hand in a hurry.

She was afraid that Asher would find out that she wasn't actually Mia.

With great effort, Brittany finally helped Asher to the bottom of the hill.

"Hurry up and give me a hand." Brittany shouted at Lany and the driver.

The driver and Lany hurriedly got out of the car and helped Brittany get Asher into the car together.

"Go home." Brittany said to the driver.

The driver gave Brittany a hesitant look and asked carefully, "Do you want to drive Mr. Hawn to his home?"

"Back to my home, of course." Brittany glared at the driver angrily.

How could she let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get close to Asher today?

The driver turned the car around and drove in the direction of Sherry's house.

Asher leaned back in the back seat and his handsome face was slightly red because of his drunkenness. Without his usual indifference and detachment, he looked much softer at the moment.

Brittany looked at him with fascination, her heartbeat racing inexplicably.

Asher murmured softly, "Mia, Mia..."

"I'm here." Brittany came back to her senses and hastily held Asher's hand.

"Mia, don't leave me." Asher subconsciously gripped Brittany's hand back.

His large hand with its hot temperature was like setting Brittany's whole body on fire.

"Brittany, who is Mia?" Lany couldn't help but ask curiously.

Brittany frowned lightly and gave Lany a fierce glare, "I don't know. Aren't you going home?"

Lany wisely got out of the car.

After an hour of driving, the car pulled into Sherry's house.

Brittany carefully helped Asher out of the car, "Asher, here we are."

...

When Nora finished her work, it was already past ten o'clock at night.

It was a rare occasion that Asher did not call her to go home, so Nora took a cab back to Water Moon Island.

The house was dark and empty.

Nora turned on the light, looked around, and found that Asher was not home.

Nora was a little puzzled since Asher was neither at work nor at home. Where could he have gone?

She had not heard him mention that he had any social engagements in the evening.

Did this petty man get angry again just because she told him to mind her business less this afternoon?

Nora raised an eyebrow. Who did he think he was?

After returning to her room, Nora asked Nana about the progress of Leo Studio.

Nana quickly texted her back, "Everything's fine."

Nora opened her computer, opened the hidden folder, opened her latest design, and modified it.

When Nora was done with that, she looked at the time and it was already one o'clock in the morning.

And Asher had not come home yet.

This had never happened before.

Even if Asher had something to do, he would send Nora a text message or call her.

Did something happen to him?

When Nora was done with that, she looked at the time and it was already one o'clock in the morning.

And Asher had not come home yet.

This had never happened before.

Even if Asher had something to do, he would send Nora a text message or call her.

He could not be in trouble, could he?

Nora was a little worried, so she took out her phone and dialed Asher's number.

In Brittany's room.

Brittany took a lot of effort to get Asher into bed. She bent down and took Asher's jacket off.

Asher reclined on the bed, wearing a white shirt at the moment, with two buttons undone, revealing his robust chest. He murmured, "Mia, don't leave me..."

"I will not leave you, ever." Brittany's obsessive eyes fell on Asher.

So what if Asher took her for another woman? She was sure Asher would fall in love with her as long as they had a sexual relationship!

Brittany wrapped her arms around his strong waist, rested her head on his chest, and spoke with affection, "Asher, do you know that I love you so much?"

In a daze, Asher felt a woman in his arms kissing him and saying she loved him, but this feeling... was so strange.

This was not Mia!

Mia had a faint scent on her, but the woman in his arms now smelled like vulgar perfume, which was not Mia's scent at all.

Brittany was unbuttoning Asher's shirt when Asher violently pushed her away and said in a deep voice, "You're not Mia!"

Brittany didn't react at all and fell heavily to the ground. She raised her eyes, looked at the familiar and indifferent man pitifully, and said with her eyes red, "Asher, you're drunk. I'm Mia, I'm Mia!"

Mia... No, she was not Mia.

Asher only felt that his head was splitting. He struggled to stand up, but he was too drunk and finally staggered and fell back onto the bed.

Under the effect of alcohol, Asher closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep...

Looking at the sleeping man lying in front of her, Brittany's heart was filled with resentment.

Why?

Why didn't Asher touch her even when he was drunk?

At that moment, Asher's cell phone rang.

Brittany took out the phone from Asher's jacket pocket.

It displayed: Nora.

A cold smile appeared at the corners of her mouth as Brittany pressed the answer button, her tone a little coquettish, "Hello, who is it?"