Billionaire's Match

Chapter 941

Lenny spoke, and Michelle had no choice but to reach out to him again.

Her gaze inevitably dropped to his chest muscles. In the back of her mind, Estelle’s words popped up, ‘Don’t you find him handsome?’

Lenny was heavily drunk; his movements were sluggish and unsteady.

Michelle had planned to let him clean up alone in the bedroom and change his clothes. But after a long while without a sound, she peeked inside, only to find him collapsed on the floor again. His soaked shirt lay discarded beside him.

With a sigh, Michelle propped him against the edge of the bed, grabbed a dry towel, and carefully began patting him down.

Lenny’s eyes were closed. He seemed to be asleep, showing no reaction to her movements.

Her gaze lingered on his chiseled upper body. His defined chest and abdominal muscles rose and fell with each breath, and the longer she looked, the more her blood seemed to rush to her head.

Michelle’s movements abruptly froze. She suddenly realized that Lenny’s pants were completely soaked as well. But… she certainly couldn’t handle that for him.

that moment, Lenny’s eyes

“Your pants are wet too. There’s

Lenny’s face flushed slightly.

himself, slowly sitting upright. His movements were clumsy

hurriedly left the room. She went to the living room to pour some warm water and retrieved the hangover medicine from the doorway, carefully

returned, Lenny had

these,” she said, handing him the water and pills.

them, but his gaze lingered on her, almost dazed. Even

have something on my face? Why are you staring like

“Thank you.”

voice was hoarse. He quickly

Michelle finally relaxed. “Get some sleep.

‘Even if what?”

eyes. Michelle was momentarily taken aback. He had never pressed her before, isually, if she

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