Boomerang Love

It was unusual for Naomi to be so serious about something, especially on such a heavy subject.

Suddenly, Brendan understood why she said he didn't know how cruel life was.

Being a lawyer meant she was more prone to witness the darker aspects of society and human nature.

Brendan massaged Naomi's neck, and she released a long sigh.

"No one should have to live their entire life in darkness and hatred.

"I'm not saying he's Innocent or deserves a shorter sentence. But I aim to get him a life sentence and perhaps seek a reduction in sentence later."

As Naomi finished speaking, Brendan's grip on her neck tightened.

Had it not been for her somber mood, she wouldn't have uttered those words. She really wasn't in the mood to do anything else that night Naomi gently grasped Brendan's wrist. "The law isn't flawless, but I hope society can strive for a bit more faimess."

After Naomi shared her thoughts, Brendan leaned down and kissed her. "Gather your thoughts. I'll go make you a cup of milk."

Hearing this, Naomi immediately shelved her sorrow and teased him, "Did I make you emotional? You're so easily tricked, Brendan."

Brendan pinched her cheek. "Focus on your work."

With that, he rose to pour her a glass of milk. He knew Naomi's teasing was meant to lighten the mood and that she didn't want him to dwell in melancholy too.

In no time, he returned with the glass of hot milk.

Naomi was so absorbed in her work that she didn't notice until Brendan called out to her. Then, she absentmindedly sipped the milk.

After that, she busied herself with work while Brendan sat beside her, examining her case files.

When Brendan snapped back to attention after some time and glanced at Naomi, he found her already asleep on the table.

He swiftly set aside the files and carefully carried her back to bed.

Now that he thought about it, he didn't mind the way they interacted.

The next morning, Naomi was already awake when Brendan woke up.

She lay gracefully on the bed, gazing at him with sparkling eyes.

Noticing that he was awake, she stealthily slipped her foot under the covers and brushed against his leg.Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Did you tuck me into bed last night?"

Brendan firmly pushed her foot away. "No."

Undeterred, Naomi boldly placed her left leg over him. "You're so different from last night."

"What's so different about me?" Brendan huffed, Naomi smirked. "You're not easy to seduce."

She added, "Brendan, I know how quick you are to pounce or other women once their clothes slip off."

Brendan gave her a blank stare.

He hadn't even slept with her after seeing her naked for two years. Why e.

would he sleep with another

woman?

He pushed away her leg with a hint of disdain.

As he tried to get up, Naomi flipped over and pressed him down, entwining her fingers with his.

She hummed seductively. "I can see the tent in your pants. How about! quench your thirst for you?" She quickly added, "Oh my, it's poking me."