Spoiled By The Mighty After Dumping The Fuckboy

Iverson’s tone was as usual, but the action of the pickling food and the eyes that had been falling on Amanda inexplicably made his words sound doting.

Amanda blushed and explained, “I just kept eating.”

“Yes, you’ve been eating this dish the whole time. You’ve almost finished it all.”

The plate of Sauteed Shrimp in front of her was originally full, had been eaten by someone, and the bottom of the plate could be seen.

Amanda just pretended to be calm in front of others, but in fact, she was still nervous.

She looked at Iverson and said, “Your grandma doesn’t seem to like me very much.”

“As long as I like you.”

“Hmm?” Amanda thought she had misheard. This seemed to be the first time that Iverson had said the word “like”.

She wanted to confirm what she had heard, but Iverson only added two more ribs into her bowl and said lightly, “There’s no one else now. Have a good meal.”

Amanda was helpless. She couldn’t ask him if he did say he liked her, so she had to immerse herself in eating.

With the elders gone, she relaxed a lot.

“This wine seems to be a little intoxicating.”

“You don’t drink well.”

“I’m fine,” Amanda narrowed her eyes and said, “I just drank a little.”

In truth, Iverson was feeling a little giddy as well. He had only had two glasses of wine, which shouldn’t have been the case.

At this time, in the inner room of the dining room…

Victoria stood in front of the kitchen counter and poured the powder into the bowl.

“Madam.”

“Send this to Young Master and tell him it’s sobering soup.”

“Okay.”

After seeing the servant go out, Victoria immediately walked out from the other side of the kitchen with her mobile phone.

“Lydia, where are you?”

“I’ve kept Iverson for you, but it all depends on tonight whether you can marry into the Byran Family.”

…

Haven’t finished dinner yet, the drunkenness on Iverson and Amanda’s faces became more and more obvious.

Iverson was fine, but Amanda even spoke confusedly.

“Young Master, is Miss Jewell drunk? Do you want me to arrange a guest room for her?”

Looking at the flushed woman leaning against the chair, Iverson dismissed the servant with a wave of his hand. He then picked her up and carried her to his room.

The servant followed closely behind and said nervously, “Young Master, you and Miss Jewell are not married yet. It’s not good for her to sleep in your room. If Mrs. Old Byran knows…”

“I’ll sleep in the guest room.”

Iverson’s cold voice reverberated in the room. The servant heaved a sigh of relief and said, “Young Master, you must have drunk a lot. The kitchen has prepared some sobering soup for you so that you won’t have a headache tomorrow. How about I send it to the guest room for you?”

“No need, just put it away.”

The maid hesitated for a moment before placing it at the head of the bed.

Seeing that she didn’t leave yet, Iverson frowned and asked, “Why are you here, tidy up the guest room?”

“Yes.”

The servant then left.

After the door closed, Iverson picked Amanda up and fed her the sobering soup.

“Humm…”

Probably because the soup was not tasty, Amanda mumbled twice and wriggled in Iverson’s arms discontentedly.

Iverson pressed down on her shoulder, but he couldn’t hold her back with one hand and let her drink the soup. Instead, the soup was spilled a lot on the ground.

“Don’t move.”

Hearing the cold voice from above, Amanda raised her head carefully like a child who had done something wrong. Her pair of wet eyes looked at the man, looking pitiful.

Iverson said helplessly, “Good girl, drink this to sleep better.”

Amanda groaned. “It’s bitter.”

Bitter?

The sobering soup made by their cook had always tasted good, so Iverson tasted it doubtfully. There was nothing wrong with it. Although it had a little medicine flavor, it was not too bitter.

“It’s not bitter. Drink some more.”

Amanda lowered her head and pretended not to hear him.

Iverson felt like he was coaxing a child.

After a long while, she didn’t raise her head. Iverson asked, “Are you sure you don’t drink it?”

The person in his arms shook her head. Although she was drunk, she was very resolute.

“I have a way to drink without bitterness. Do you want to try it?”

“Humm.”

Amanda looked up.

In a daze, she saw the man lower his head and take a sip of the soup. Then, he hugged her and their lips touched. With the faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine, the warm soup poured into her throat.

“Wooo…”

Amanda wanted to resist, but all her strength seemed to have been drained. Her soft fists hit his shoulders and then fell again.

Just like that, a bowl of sobering soup had been finished.

Iverson kissed her on the forehead and put her back on the bed. He then carefully tucked her in before leaving.

After feeding Amanda a bowl of sobering soup, Iverson went to the kitchen to get another bowl.

Tonight’s red wine was very strange. He only drank two glasses, but his head was very dizzy. He did not know if there was something wrong with the red wine.

As soon as he reached the kitchen door, he heard someone talking inside.

“Didn’t I tell you to keep an eye on Iverson? Why did you come out?”

“Young Master told me to come out. Miss Jewell is sleeping in his room.”

“What about Iverson?”

“Young Master said he would sleep in the guest room, but he’s still there now.”

“You can’t do anything well.” Victoria walked back and forth in the kitchen. “How about this, send a glass of water to Iverson’s room. No matter what method you use, let him drink it.”

“Yes.”

“Wait,” Victoria called the servant again, “this is a sleeping pill. Give it to Amanda, in case she wakes up in the middle of the night.”

…

Iverson stood behind the door, he darkened his eyes.

Both the conversation in the kitchen and the bursts of fever in the body at this moment reminded him that there was indeed something wrong with the sobering soup just now.

No wonder he and Amanda were so drunk even though they had only drunk a little red wine tonight. It turned out that someone had already tampered with it.

It was late at night.

In the courtyard of the Byran Family’s old house, a woman came in a hurry. She was wearing a hat and carrying a cake in her hand. She had been quietly let in from the backyard door.

The person who had arrived was none other than Lydia Ginos.

“Aunty Carey.”

“No one saw you, right?”

“No, I was very careful all the way. I came from the back door as you said.”

“That’s good. Iverson will sleep in the guest room tonight, on the second floor. You go by yourself.”

“Will this really work?” Lydia was extremely nervous. “If Iverson finds out…”

“Don’t worry. After drinking the soup, it’s not up to him.”

Victoria patted her hand and said, “That’s all I can do for you. It’s up to you now. Don’t tell me that you’re afraid.”

A look of retreat appeared on Lydia’s face. It was easy to be found out that she drugged Iverson to sleep with him. It was not safe. Iverson didn’t like her anyway. What if…

Seeing that she was hesitating, Victoria let go of her hand and said meaningfully, “Lydia, I have to remind you that Mrs. Old Byran seems to have changed her opinion of Amanda after today’s dinner. She does have some ability. It seems that she has a good chance of marrying into the Byran Family.”

Hearing this, Lydia’s face changed. She immediately said, “Is it the second floor?”Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.