Chapter 125 Take Angela home

Angela was drunk, but when she heard his voice, she recognized who was carrying her. Nobody dared to do this to her but him. She raised her hand, fumbled on his back and sighed, "Leon, why do you always come to me?" "Why are you so idle? Why don’t you find a girlfriend?" Angela Carter shook her head and sighed, "New year is coming soon. Next year, you will be 29 years old. You are one step away from 30 years old. If you get too old, no woman will marry you." She wondered if her brother had any physical or psychological problems. She spread out the news that he is obsessive about women, so many people approached him to send him women, but he didn’t meet with any of them. Alas! She thought she had done her best for him, for the Carter family. But he seemed didn’t appreciate his sister’s kindness at all. "Leon, what kind of woman do you like? Just tell me, I promise I’ll find the best one that satisfies you 100%. I know many women, sexy, innocent, whatever type you want. But, to be honest, they’re a little behind me. Don’t be too picky. After all, not every woman in the world can be as beautiful as me." Angela Carter said casually and saw that Edwin Carter was silent, she patted him on the back again and said, "Leo, grandpa is almost eighty years old, and he must be worried about his great-grandson. If you don’t want to get married, at least you should think about him." Angela Carter waited for a long time for his answer but Edwin Carter still didn’t say a word. He carried her seriously and moved forward with graceful steps. Her dark eyes rolled and a sly smile flashed, "Leon, do you like men?" "Shut up!" When Angela Carter said this, she heard Edwin’s cold rebuke. But she was not afraid of him. She was very pleased that he finally spoke. Then she said, "You are so angry because I guessed it right?" "Angela Carter, it seems that you have been away from home so long that you have forgotten all the etiquette you have learned." Angela heard his warning and felt that he was angry. Maybe, it was true. So did she step on her brother’s minefield? If he really liked men and she accidentally guessed it right. Surely, he will kill her. Thinking of this, she smiled again and said, "Brother, don’t worry, in fact, I really don’t know anything. Even if I know something, I will never tell it to anyone." Edwin Carter’s back was slightly stiff when she said that. After seeing Edwin Carter’s reaction, Angela Carter was sure that her brother had some problems. He’s the only boy in the Carter family but he didn’t like women. He just liked men. What will be the future of Carter’s? However, it might be a bit difficult for him to hook up with another woman because he has such a stunning, charming and gorgeous sister at home! Maybe for him that’s enough! Angela Carter was thinking something nonsense, but Edwin Carter was thinking about her first words. Angela Carter misunderstood him because he had not told his family about his marriage with Jane. The New Year was coming. He’d better take Angela Carter back to meet Jane this evening. It would also be a wake-up call for his old grandpa. "Leon…" "Shut up!" He couldn’t let Angela talk more nonsense. "You’re shouting at me again." Angela Carter rubbed her eyes like she was going to cry. "You have the heart to bully me even if I’m such a beautiful and lovely girl. No wonder you can’t find a girlfriend. There won’t be any girls like you in your whole life, so you just like men." Edwin Carter put Angela Carter into the car and sat next to her. Looking at his serious face, Angela Carter didn’t dare to speak anymore. What would she do if he’s annoyed with her and sends her back to the United States? Albert Warner looked back at them and asked, "Young master, are we going back to the Bayview?" "Back to Mengke apartment." Edwin Carter said, turned to Arthur Simon who was standing outside the car, "Ask Emelia to prepare a hangover-cure soup for Angela." Although he was angry at this little girl, he still instinctively treated her well and took care of her. Now, this has become one of his habits in these years. The car soon arrived at the apartment. Edwin took Angela to Emelia’s room. Emelia lived closed to her master’s room, that’s why it’s convenient for her to cook any time for Edwin and Jane. There were also two other servants for cleaning their apartment. When Aunt Emelia received the call, she immediately made the soup. She smiled and said, "Young master, Young lady..." Edwin Carter put Angela Carter on the sofa and said in a cold voice, "Give her the soup." "I just drink two glasses of wine, but I’m not drunk, so I don’t want any soup." In fact, it didn’t matter to her whether she drank the soup or not, she just wanted to fight him. Edwin Carter picked up his eyebrows and asked, "You want me to pour it on you?" Angela Carter looked at him in injured ways and made a wry mouth, "I will drink it." Aunt Emelia handed Angela Carter the soup, smiled and said, "My Lady, the young master really cares for you. If it’s someone else, he won’t care at all." Of course, Angela Carter knew that Edwin Carter cared about her, but she just didn’t like his attitude of taking charge of everything. She glared at Edwin Carter fiercely again, then she took the sobering soup and drank it. When Angela Carter drank the soup, Edwin Carter asked her servant to help her take a bath. When she came out of the bathroom, she was wearing a decent sleeping suit. She was so sleepy to open her eyes. She lay on Edwin Carter’s arms and said, "Leon, I want you to hold me to sleep." "Ok, go back to sleep." Edwin Carter was still reluctant to say a heavy word to her. He picked her up and carried her back to Jane and his home. At this time, Jane should be asleep. Edwin was very careful when he opened the door and walked in. He carefully took Angela to the guest room. He tucked her in the quilt and then adjusted the air-conditioning temperature of the room to a moderate level. Edwin Carter sat next to her again, looking at her sleeping face and sighing helplessly, "little girl, don’t think I won’t take you back to America."