CHAPTER 26: CHAPTER 26: BITTEN BY A DOG

"Miss Quincy, do you know how to play golf?" Mr. Wilson asked in Italian.

"No, I don’t." Laura Quincy’s spoken Italian was very fluent, which made Mr. Wilson have a good impression of her.

Justin Hawthorne suddenly curved his lips, "I’ll teach you."

Laura Quincy looked at him in complete astonishment...

Justin Hawthorne leaned close to her ear, gently whispering, "If you don’t play with us, who will help translate for Mr. Wilson and me?"

Laura could feel his warm breath spraying in her ear canal, tickling her...

Then she bit her lip, "But I really don’t know how."

Although the Quincy Family was fairly well-off, ever since her mother died in a car accident, her life had taken a nosedive. Her father no longer cared for her, and her stepmother and stepsister constantly found ways to pick on her, set traps, and frame her...

She no longer had the opportunity to learn the activities a socialite should. For her, it was just study and more study. Only by making herself stronger could she avoid being bullied!

Of course, Justin Hawthorne didn’t know what was on her mind. He picked up a golf club, "I’ll teach you."

Laura Quincy had no choice but to follow him into the course, especially since she was there as an accompanying translator!

Because she didn’t know how to play at all, Justin Hawthorne had to start by teaching her how to hold the club correctly. When he stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her to hold her hands...

Laura felt her heart start to race. Okay, teach if you must! But why stand so close?

Then she unnoticeably tried to distance herself, but Justin Hawthorne held her in place, his deep, sexy voice in her ear, "Learn properly, don’t move around."

Laura: "..."

"When you swing, keep your arms straight, aim at the ball, and then lift the club... got it?"

"Uh..."

"I’ll demonstrate for you."

Justin Hawthorne held her hands, lifted the club, and effortlessly sent the ball into the hole in front.

It was a simple move, yet it made Laura’s face flush red. Her boyfriend Jasper had never held her like this from behind before; such a romantic first time was given to The Demon King...

"Your turn to try."

"..."

Laura awkwardly took the club, swung it, and didn’t even hit the ball.

So embarrassing! She wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

Justin Hawthorne glanced at her, "Try again."

This time, Laura took a deep breath and held it before swinging, and fortunately, the ball went out, although it didn’t go into the hole.

An afternoon’s practice greatly improved Laura. The moment the ball went into the hole, she was so happy she almost jumped up, feeling accomplished.

Meanwhile, Mr. Wilson and Justin Hawthorne had a pleasant conversation, both looking forward to their upcoming collaboration.

After dinner, back at the hotel, Laura, trying to avoid the awkwardness of the previous night, went to shower early and locked herself in her room without intending to come out.

However, though she didn’t go out, there was a knock on the door.

She reluctantly raised her head, "What’s up? I’m sleeping."

Justin Hawthorne’s voice was deep and magnetic, "Twinkle wants to talk to you."

Only then did Laura realize it was his son Little Mars and got up to open the door, just in time to hear Little Mars’s soft voice coming from the phone, "Sister, did Daddy bully you?"

Justin Hawthorne’s face darkened.

Laura couldn’t help but recall the scene from last night and quickly shook her head, "No."

Mars Hawthorne smiled sweetly, "That’s good. Is Sister’s new job going smoothly?"

Laura smiled, "Sister is doing great! But you mustn’t sneak out again next time. What if you meet a bad guy?"