Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2288

Andrew did not hesitate and immediately pulled the closet open and slipped inside.

Isabelle rushed in right after him and bumped straight into his chest. She cried out, "Ouch! Andrew, move over a little, you're squishing me!"

Outside the closet, embarrassingly passionate moans and screams sounded. No matter who heard it, they could tell exactly what was going on.

"Oh, baby, come on!"

"Oh yeah! Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah!"

Andrew was speechless.

The space inside the closet was ridiculously cramped, so he and Isabelle had to press tightly against each other just to hide. As his eyes shifted, Andrew noticed that Isabelle was also staring at him, her face flushed red.

"Andrew, are they… doing that?" she whispered in his ear.

Andrew gave a dry laugh. "Well, most likely, yeah."

Isabelle fell quiet. Although she was usually bold and rebellious, she felt shy and embarrassed by the live broadcast happening right outside. After all, she was still just a young lady.

Gradually, Andrew noticed her body heating up. He could not help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"

Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible. "Me? I'm fine!"

However, her tone sounded guilty.

Andrew froze. Immediately after, he realized his hand was resting right on her chest. She was so flat that he had not even noticed at first.

Nonetheless, Isabelle definitely felt it. Her eyes turned watery with a mix of shame and anger as she glared at him. "Andrew, your hand. If you don't move it, I'll chop it off."

He looked mortified and tried to carefully pull back. Yet, in such a cramped space, he was too tall and broad-shouldered, and his arm was stuck.

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