No Trespassing! My Aloof Brother-Chapter 119 - 117: Gender Differences [2 Updates]

In the dreamlike stupor, the sensation of suffocation constantly accompanied Maya Spencer, the oppressive feeling of being underwater still lingering in her mind. She desperately struggled, wanting to wake up, but was powerless, unable to open her eyes no matter how hard she tried.

Gradually, she saw a light, saw Lillian Morris’s figure, saw him swimming towards her, feeling his warm hand wrap around her waist. freewёbnoνel-com

Afterward, her breathing slowly steadied. In the light, she tried hard to open her eyelids. In the instant she opened her eyes, she saw a familiar face, but it was not the glimmer of hope she saw underwater.

She took a deep breath and stared intently at the man, her eyes filled with emotions that were indescribable—fear or dread from what had happened. Liam Spencer couldn’t comprehend.

However, as long as she was awake, it was enough. Seeing her clear eyes, he took a deep breath, stood up from the sofa, walked toward the large bed, sat on the edge, and reached out with his warm hand to tightly hold her small hand.

Maya could feel that he was trembling.

She lay in bed, lifted her head to look at the man, and quietly said, "I thought I was going to die."

Hearing the word ’die’ made Liam shudder; he grasped her tighter and said, "I didn’t allow it; you won’t die."

"That pitch blackness, unable to see the light, the brink of suffocation—it was terrifying." The sensation of falling into the water was vivid in Maya’s mind.

Hearing her fear, Liam tightly held her small hand, brought it to his lips, and deeply kissed it for comfort: "It’s all right now; everything’s fine."

"Mm!" Maya nodded in response, but her mind was filled with the image of Lillian swimming towards her. She wanted to see him immediately and thank him.

The man looked at Maya’s dazed expression, thinking she was scared. He lay next to her, holding her tightly in his arms, his warm cheek pressed closely against her small face, providing comfort and reliance.

Liam’s tension made him forget to think; he didn’t realize that the woman in his arms had successfully stirred the deepest emotions in his heart.

Maya felt the man’s warmth, did not refuse or push him away, allowing him to hold her. At this moment, his chest reassured her, chased away her fear.

That night, Liam didn’t sleep. He held the girl all night, afraid it was all a dream, fearing that upon waking, she would still be underwater, not rescued.

This watchfulness lasted until the sky began to lighten. When there was a knock on his door, he climbed out of bed to open it.

When the door opened, Jane Spencer took a deep breath, glanced at Liam from head to toe, then sighed deeply. With a serious face, she walked into his bedroom, her eyes unwavering as she looked at the girl sleeping soundly on the bed.

On the large bed, Maya was sleeping peacefully, her breathing calm, and her small face pink, as if nothing frightening had happened last night.

Then, Jane’s gaze fell on the empty space beside the girl. She saw the large bed showing someone had slept there, then turned her head to look at Liam.

She took a deep breath, knitted her eyebrows, and stared into Liam’s eyes, asking, "Liam, are you and Maya getting too close?"

"I know what I’m doing." Facing his elder sister’s reprimand, Liam was unfazed, not intending to heed her advice.

"Do you know that with that jump last night, you might not have come back up?" She continued, pointing to the bed, scolding in a low voice, "Sharing a bed with Maya, what does that mean? Don’t you understand there’s a difference between males and females? She’s your sister."

Listening to his sister’s reproach, Liam took a deep breath, lowered his head, pursed his lips, and stared intently into her eyes.

Seeing this, Jane shouted angrily, "What are you staring at? I’m reminding you not to make a mistake; Maya is not Grace."

In the room, the siblings’ argument had no effect on Maya. She was still asleep, rolling over, wrapping the blanket tightly around her, switching positions, taking a long breath, and continuing to sleep.

"Sis, there’s no need for your reminders; I have my boundaries."

"Liam, you’d better have your boundaries, because if something happens between you and Maya, it won’t be beneficial for the Owen Clan either." Over the past few days, she had heard many rumors about Liam and Maya.

What surprised her was that the usually calm Liam was so reckless when it came to Maya, completely disregarding any external opinions or caring about their grandfather’s imminent announcement of her identity. In public, openly intimate with her—when did her brother become so frivolous?

"Mm!" To his sister’s repeated admonitions, Liam responded indifferently, not taking it to heart.

Jane looked at her brother’s indifferent attitude, sighed helplessly, glanced at Maya still sleeping, and asked, "How is Maya doing?"

"She’s fine!" Liam responded nonchalantly.

After his response, he leisurely walked over to the large bed, sat on the edge, reached out his big hand, and gently moved the hair covering Maya’s face behind her ear, his fingers tenderly caressing her small face.

In an instant, Jane burst out, quickly rushing to the bedside, pulling Liam’s hand away from the girl’s face, glaring at him and scolding, "Are you crazy?"

Seeing her brother’s enchanted state, Jane struggled to control her emotions. She had just reminded him to keep his distance from Maya, and before her words had even cooled, while she was still there, he dared to be so intimate with Maya right in front of her! If there were no outsiders, what would happen then?

"Sis, why are you making such a fuss?" Liam shook off his sister’s hand, pulled up the thin blanket on the bed, and covered Maya’s shoulders with it.

At this moment, Jane was stunned, seemingly realizing that her brother was staging a show right in front of her, deliberately letting everyone know how close he and Maya were. He was provoking their grandfather, showing him that the beauty he sent over was accepted, and he was waiting for him to make more moves!

Realizing this, Jane felt awkward, swallowed hard, and said with difficulty, "The ship will dock in an hour; I’ll go pack first."

"Mm!" Liam responded softly.

At this moment, Maya, on the bed, turned over again, her left leg unceremoniously draped over Liam’s thigh, continuing to sleep. Seeing this, the man grasped her ankle lightly and gave it a gentle squeeze. Instantly, Maya’s eyes shot open wide, staring directly at Liam.

Their eyes locked, and neither spoke first. Maya glared with big eyes, furrowed her brows, pouted, looked at the man for a moment, hugged the blanket in her arms, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep, completely oblivious that Jane was standing at the foot of the bed.

Jane watched the interaction between the two, her breath almost halting. From their eyes, she could tell it wasn’t their first time sleeping in the same bed.

She paused for a moment, then finally spoke, asking, "Maya, are you feeling better?"

On the bed, hearing her aunt’s voice, Maya was startled, suddenly sat up, and covered her body with the blanket, stammering, "Aunt... Aunt... why are you here?"

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