Watching her busily tidying up, for some reason, he felt a twinge of jealousy in his heart.
Yes, it was jealousy; he was jealous that Asher Land had such a great woman but didn't appreciate her.
"You've just had surgery not long ago. You should rest for a while," Wyatt Sterling said, taking the things from her hands and placing them on the sofa.
"Oh, I'm fine..."
Before she finished her sentence, there was a sudden 'click' sound; the door was abruptly opened. Sophie Smith and Wyatt Sterling both turned to look at the door. She froze and covered her mouth.
Asher Land glared at the two inside with a dark look, the veins on his forehead bulging, his fists clenched unconsciously.
"Sophie Smith, are you telling me you brought another man home overnight?" Asher Land sneered, "How was it, did you have fun?"
"Don't misunderstand, I just escorted Sophie home," Wyatt Sterling explained.
