Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 775 - 492: Pedro Langley Officially Exposed as a Jerk! [Part 2]

Nora Scott is someone who’s particularly hard to deal with.

That’s true when she’s sober, and even more so when she’s drunk.

She keeps calling "Pedro" and "Miguel," ordering them about—one moment she wants a shoulder rub, the next a back massage, then she wants water, and it has to be just the right temperature.

Then she wants to freshen up and change clothes, but she can’t move herself, so she just opens her mouth and commands Pedro Langley to do it all.

Pedro Langley was put through the wringer for almost an hour before he saw her finally quiet down, and after confirming she didn’t have any more demands, he breathed a sigh of relief and lay down beside her.

As soon as he lay down, he heard a faint sound.

He turned his head slightly.

By the moonlight streaming through the window, he saw Nora Scott half-poke her head out, squinting slightly, extending a finger to poke at his shoulder under his gaze.

Pedro Langley: "..."

When he didn’t respond, Nora poked him again.

Then she softly called out to him, "Pedro Langley."

Pedro Langley sighed, turned to the side, reached out to pull Nora into his arms, kissed the tip of her nose, and asked quite helplessly, "What does my dear want now?"

Nora, seemingly a bit more sober, spoke more seriously, "Tomorrow, there might be rumors about me and Miguel Smith."

"..."

After all that, she still wants to upset him.

Pedro Langley gently gritted his teeth.

At that moment, Nora pinched his sleeve, tugging slightly as she asked in a small voice, "Do you want to get a little jealous?"

Pedro lost all his anger, unable to hold back a laugh, "Do you really want me to be jealous so much?"

Nora replied earnestly, "You’re cuter when you’re jealous."

"..."

Pedro could die from her words.

This woman is something else; she can change his mood with just one sentence.

"Let me tell you something..."

Nora was tugging at his sleeve, gradually clenching it in her hand, gritting her teeth in a way that was very visible, "If you don’t go public within one day, I’m going to spread rumors everywhere to annoy you to death."

Pedro was so exasperated that he couldn’t help but laugh. He lowered his head, resting his forehead against hers, and asked through gritted teeth, "Who am I doing this for?"

"Me."

Nora answered swiftly.

!

She even knows it?

Pedro sighed, "Where’s your conscience?"

"Fed it to the dogs." Nora quickly replied, then she used her finger to poke at his nose, her breath mingling closely with his as she said word by word, "I’m not happy, and I have a lot of complaints."

Someone as straightforward as Nora, when it comes to relationships, is never afraid of people finding out. Now cooperating with Pedro to keep it under wraps is really suffocating for her.

Grasping her hand, Pedro softly coaxed her, "When the voting results for ’Twelve’ come out, we’ll go public."

"..."

Nora didn’t say anything more.

She just snuggled again into Pedro’s arms, closing her eyes once more. Her breathing soon became even, seemingly falling asleep.

Pedro also thought she had truly fallen asleep.

After a long while, suddenly she muttered with some anger, "What a crappy play, if that director Liao keeps being picky, I’m not doing it anymore."

Pedro hugged her tightly, continuing to comfort her, "Alright, if you’re not happy, then don’t do it."

*

As expected, early the next morning, headlines like "Nora Scott and Miguel Smith having a late-night date at the street food market" and "Shocking! Miguel Smith is undoubtedly Nora Scott’s mysterious boyfriend!" sprang up like mushrooms after the rain, suddenly popping up on everyone’s phones through major media outlets.

Netizens: ???

Turns out it wasn’t Pedro Langley and Camilo Nogueira, but the one who was initially excluded, Miguel Smith!

Originally, this matter shouldn’t have been spread around—

Late at night, Pedro Langley called Nathan Salt, asking him to sort out the issue. But because of what Nora said, he sent Nathan another message, allowing certain vague news pieces to appear in the media.

—Nora wanted him to get jealous, so he’ll just let it be, regardless of the online uproar it might cause.

However, when he woke up in the morning, seeing how the fans of Nora and Miguel were blissfully flooding the screens with blessings, even Pedro, who had mentally prepared himself, couldn’t help but genuinely feel a pang of jealousy.

Damn.

Why does he always do this to himself?

"Headache."

Dragging her slippers, Nora walked up behind Pedro, who was looking at his phone on the balcony. She hugged him from behind, resting her face on his shoulder.

"I got you a morning off..." Pedro slowed his tone, wanting to let her sleep in a bit more, but then suddenly remembered something and quickly changed his tune, "Do you remember what you did last night?"

"Huh?" Nora tilted her head and, after thinking for a moment, slowly regained some memory and answered, "Drank with Miguel Smith; he brought me back... Where is he?"

"Right here."

Raising his phone, he showed her the picture of Nora and Miguel getting into the car, taken the night before, over his right shoulder.

Nora opened her eyes slightly, surprised at the photo, squinting as she asked with a smile, "What are the netizens saying? Do they think we’re a good match?"

Pedro was so exasperated by her that he turned around, pulled her into his embrace, and asked with a low, fiery voice, "Did you do that on purpose?"

Nora laughed, her eyes narrowing, "Of course, it was on purpose."

"Sobered up?" Pedro became calm instead.

"Ah."

"Alright."

Pedro gritted his back teeth and bent down slightly, lifting Nora off the ground by her waist.

Nora lost one of her slippers, called out to Pedro, but he didn’t respond, instead just carrying her straight to the bedroom.

"Pedro Langley, have a little conscience, I spent the whole day shooting action scenes yesterday—"

When she was thrown onto the bed, Nora complained.

Pedro bit her lightly, "We heartless scumbags have no heart."

Nora: ???

Alright, seems like we have a confirmed scumbag!