Wait, She’s a Billionaire (Sheena Lawson) novel Chapter 1101

"Hannah, are you trying to sabotage your future husband's happiness?"

Noah, tucked under the covers, stared at her innocently.

Feeling too embarrassed to face him, Hannah covered her face with the blanket, wishing she could disappear.

"If I said it was an accident, would you believe me?"

Noah nodded earnestly. "Yes. I believe everything you say. Besides, if you really wanted to do me harm, that kick wouldn't have been so gentle."

He was sincere, but Hannah was truly mortified, clenching her toes in embarrassment.

"Well, let's sleep early. We have work tomorrow."

Hannah turned away from him and pretended to sleep, curling up on the bed.

She was as stiff as a board, still unable to shake off that awkward atmosphere.

Noah stared at the back of her head.

Remembering Howard's instructions, he felt a tangled mess of emotions.

He tentatively reached out to touch Hannah's smooth, fair back, hoping to engage in some deep conversation.

Yet, he withdrew his hand midway through.

In a sober state, he just could not do it.

He was too shy.

Frustrated, he sat up, only to unexpectedly notice an unopened bottle of red wine, two glasses, and an unlit delicate red candle on the marble dining table across the room.

Noah got up and walked over, quickly uncorking the bottle.

Hearing the movement, Hannah slowly sat up and asked, "Mr. Noah, what are you doing?"

Noah had already poured himself a full glass of wine, downing it in one go.

Dutch courage was indeed real.