My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1084 - 1082: She Must Still Be Dreaming

Chapter 1084: Chapter 1082: She Must Still Be Dreaming

Brandon Heath watches as someone becomes increasingly brazen, taking a deep breath, and asking the driver in the front seat with extreme forbearance, "Mr. Kelloway, how long until we get home?"

The driver immediately responds, "Mr. Brandon, probably about ten more minutes."

Brandon Heath’s face shows extreme forbearance as he takes another deep breath, "Speed up the car a little bit."

*

Six minutes later.

Joanna is standing outside the building, waiting.

As soon as the car comes to a stop, Joanna sees Brandon Heath carrying a woman out of the car.

Joanna is shocked and is even more surprised to see who the woman in Brandon Heath’s arms is.

An hour ago, Mr. Brandon called home, asking her to prepare a bowl of hangover soup in advance.

So, when she just saw Mr. Brandon carrying a woman out of the car, she was shocked.

She initially thought Mr. Brandon had brought another woman home with him.

Unexpectedly, the person Mr. Brandon brought back is Ms. Aria.

But didn’t Ms. Aria say she and Mr. Brandon were not together?

So, what are these two doing now...

Joanna kept her questions to herself, knowing that this is not the time to ask.

"Mr. Brandon, is it Ms. Aria who got drunk?" Joanna looks at Aria Rowlett, who seems to be asleep in Brandon Heath’s arms, her eyes closed.

Brandon Heath nods, "Is the hangover soup ready?"

Aria Rowlett was making a fuss on the way home, and she finally quieted down and fell asleep just before they arrived.

"It’s ready, I’ve been keeping it warm." Joanna follows Brandon Heath into the living room and immediately calls a maid over, instructing, "Quickly go to the kitchen and bring out the hangover soup, take it to Mr. Brandon’s room."

As Brandon Heath is about to carry Aria Rowlett upstairs, he stops in his tracks and turns to look at Joanna with a frown, "Send the hangover soup to Ms. Aria’s room."

Joanna is taken aback, understands his meaning, and immediately corrects herself, "Yes, I just misspoke. It should be sent to Ms. Aria’s room."

Brandon Heath doesn’t say anything else, carrying the already sleeping Aria Rowlett towards the upstairs.

*

Brandon Heath walks very fast.

The girl in his arms has a soft body, and a faint fragrance drifts into his nose from time to time.

For the first time while sober, he is this intimate with a girl.

Aside from feeling unaccustomed, there’s also a strange feeling lingering in his heart.

He quickly enters the prepared room with her in his arms.

After gently placing the girl on the bed, he is about to turn around and leave, but his arm is grabbed.

He looks down, startled.

The girl, who was sleeping with her eyes closed just a second ago, has already opened her eyes, and her gaze, filled with dazed watery light, is fixed on him.

Brandon Heath didn’t expect her to wake up so quickly.

After a moment of eye contact, he softens his voice like coaxing a child, "You’re awake. Does your head still hurt? I’ll get you the hangover soup, and once you drink it, you’ll feel much better."

Having said that, he gently tugs at his arm.

However, Aria Rowlett shows no intention of letting go. Having just woken up from sleep and still feeling the effects of the alcohol, she doesn’t know whether she is still dreaming.

As she looks at the overly handsome and handsome face of the man in front of her, her eyes reveal an undisguised yearning.

Mom, this man is really handsome.

She must still be dreaming, right?

So, since she’s dreaming, she can do whatever she wants in this dream, right?

With that thought, Aria Rowlett reaches out her hand towards the man she has been longing for, and under Brandon Heath’s astonished gaze, she grabs his collar and forcefully pulls him onto the bed.