Love Command: Darling, Do You Yield?-Chapter 119 - 120: I Know I Was Wrong

"Just... just here...!"

Brandan, with a slurred tongue, stopped Alex, then raised his hand and banged on the door: "Open the door!"

Alex widened his eyes, "Wait! Brandan, your key to the room..."

Before he finished speaking, the door was opened from the inside, and Iris Harris appeared in pajamas, leaving Alex wide-eyed—were they sleeping together?

"Iris, Brandan he..."

"I’m going to sleep here tonight!"

Brandan pushed him aside, wobbling and tottering as he walked inside, plopping himself onto the bed, "Just sleeping here!"

Iris turned her head, glanced at Brandan, then at Alex, and said, "His bedroom is on the third floor."

"But he..."

Alex watched as the self-absorbed Brandan rolled into Iris’ bed, breaking out in a cold sweat, "He now..."

Iris also glanced at Brandan, annoyed that her quilt and pillow were filled with Brandan’s alcohol stench, she looked at Alex: "Why did you let him drink like this?"

"I... I don’t know. Before I could react, he was already drunk."

Iris raised her hand to rub her temples, realizing that arguing with someone like Brandan made no sense, blaming Alex was useless too.

"It’s late, you should go back soon."

"Iris, you’ll have to take care of him then."

Alex was extremely embarrassed, not knowing if it’s because he overheard Brandan at the bar, Iris indeed seemed different.

Her eyes used to always be fixated on Brandan, but now, even with Brandan right in front of her, her gaze seemed indifferent.

Not necessarily different, because when she looked at them, her gaze was just so.

Very calm, very light, but also very distant.

Back then, only the presence of Brandan could ignite warmth in her eyes.

But now, Iris’s eyes seemed to have frozen.

There was no warmth left.

What on earth happened between these two...

While driving, Alex couldn’t help but ponder.

In his mind, fleetingly appeared the tear that flashed before Brandan got drunk.

That must have been his imagination...

How could Brandan possibly shed tears?

How could a man with a heart of stone possibly shed a tear for Iris Harris? 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

It must have been his imagination.

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Iris turned around and looked at Brandan on the bed.

He was sleeping restlessly and had even rolled one of her pillows onto the floor.

Feeling very disgusted, Iris endured and walked over to pick up the pillow. As she approached the bed, a pair of hot hands grabbed her, directly pulling her from the floor.

Iris was taken aback, not having reacted yet, and the next second, Brandan pressed her onto the bed.

His body reeked of alcohol, and his deep black eyes now had a moist glint to them, with lips a vivid red, this look was just...

Iris couldn’t help but avert her gaze.

"Iris..."

The man’s face softly leaned over, his chin resting on her shoulder, he whispered, "Please forgive me, okay?"

"..."

"I already know I was wrong..." he murmured, "I won’t treat you like this anymore. I will be good to you... really, we’ll have lots and lots of kids, ... please forgive me, okay?"