CHAPTER 387: CHAPTER 387-388: WHAT IDENTITY

On the two-meter-wide bed, the two were still fast asleep. His large hand encircled her waist, trapping her against his chest tightly, not allowing her any chances to escape.

Cherish Turner frowned and slowly woke up.

It was her biological clock that always woke her up at seven o’clock, even on days when she didn’t have work.

She groggily opened her eyes, his face so close to hers, his breath clearly sprinkling on her face. Recalling last night’s events, her fair cheeks flushed red again, and she found herself unable to face him. She gently pushed him, but he didn’t wake up.

Using a little more force, she pulled his large hand away.

William Griffith immediately furrowed his brows. She got scared and dared not move again.

But he only frowned and didn’t wake up. Looking at him, Cherish Turner let out a sigh of relief and slowly crawled out of bed. Her legs felt weak and sore the moment they touched the ground, almost causing her to fall. She quickly held onto the edge of the bed, biting her lip awkwardly. Enduring the soreness, she tiptoed barefoot around the bed to grab her SPA robe.

As soon as William Griffith opened his eyes, he saw her bending down to pick up her clothes, with purple and red marks on her body, which were traces he left last night. She picked up the clothes and held them against her chest, but her semi-hidden breasts and soft body made his blood surge!

HIs eyes narrowed, and his hand reached out to her, pulling her back onto the bed in one motion!

"Ah!" Cherish Turner was frightened, screaming, and her clothes fell again. Lying on his body, she tried to get up and said, "How did you wake up!"

"Did I let you get up?" William Griffith asked in a deep voice, nibbling her neck as if to punish her.

Cherish Turner widened her round eyes, her gaze darting around, not daring to look at him.

In a pampering tone, he said, "Always running around! Naughty!"

"I’m hungry, I want to eat, I can’t sleep, I..." She immediately listed all her reasons, but her voice got muffled by his kiss.

An hour later, the woman was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep again.

William Griffith turned his head to look at her lying beside him. Cherish Turner was sleeping soundly with her head on his arm. He pulled the quilt up and covered her considerately. He took a few puffs of his cigarette before putting it out in the ashtray. He lay down and held her while catching up on his sleep.

They both woke up around noon.

During the lunch break, a female colleague clicked on a live news broadcast.

"Come and watch the news!"

"What news?"

"Attorney Winston, Oscar Winston, you don’t know? He’s having a financial lawsuit with the top lawyer in River City today. I said he would definitely win! Now the money for auntie’s house can finally be collected!" The female colleague enthusiastically praised Lawyer Oscar Winston.

A male colleague mocked her, "You are in your twenties, stop daydreaming."

"None of your business!" she snorted, glaring at the male colleague, "Don’t be jealous of Attorney Winston!"

"I heard that this Lawyer Winston is not just a lawyer, he has a lot of power in the mainland. Government officials and staff members all give him face, he’s known as a political tycoon, and he owns many lands and properties." Old Wang pushed up his glasses and spoke confidently.

Everyone was shocked!

Cherish Turner looked up at the computer screen and saw Oscar Winston looking dashing, his attractive peach blossom eyes shining. Amidst his laughter, there was a kind of calm and wise demeanor that seemed to be able to turn the tide. He was undoubtedly a king. Oscar Winston was surrounded by countless reporters and walked calmly towards the waiting car, leaving gracefully.