Chapter 470
The boss chuckled softly. “Young man, your girlfriend is quite interesting”
Mason didn’t deny it and just asked the boss to help open Celeste’s car door.
Mason put her in the passenger seat, then got in the driver’s seat from the other side
As he buckled Celeste’s seatbelt, her breath kept blowing in his ear, making Mason very self–conscious.
After buckling her up, he drove away.
Celeste woke up halfway, groggily opened her eyes, and mumbled, “Where are we going?”
Mason asked. ‘Where do you want to go?”
Celeste, not knowing if she recognized who he was, leaned against the window and thought for a while, “Let’s go to the beach.”
Then she fell asleep again.
Mason drove to the beach as requested.
Upon arriving at the beach, Mason rolled down the window, letting the cold wind rush in, and Celeste woke up again, “It’s so cold.”
Mason said, “The beach is always cold at night.”
He then took off his coat and draped it over Celeste.
Celeste looked at the coat on her for a while and whispered, “Liam, how have you changed? How can you put a coat on me? Aren’t you supposed to steal my skirt and wear it yourself?”
Mason, “..
Celeste’s drunkenness hadn’t worn off yet, and she still thought Liam was beside her.
Alcohol really numbed one’s senses. She could hardly remember why she cried so much.
She twisted Mason’s face, squinting at him.
They were becoming too intimate, and Mason wanted to turn away, but Celeste grabbed his chin and pulled his face back.
“Don’t move!”
She was still a little angry, holding his face with both hands, staring at him for a long time, and then pushing him away, “Whatever, I only liked your body anyway.”
Mason was again left speechless.
Mason pinched the bridge of his nose, suddenly feeling a bit relieved about the phone call he made tonight.
Celeste wasn’t done yet, still immersed in her fantasy, and said seriously, “How old are you? Are you an adult?”
Mason decided to shut up and not engage.
But Celeste wouldn’t let it go, slapping him on his head, “I’m asking you a question!”
Mason,
–
“Twenty–something.”
Mason suddenly felt that Liam marrying Celeste was quite impressive.
After cursing Liam, Celeste somehow thought of Caitlyn again and started crying as she talked.
Mason patted her back, silently comforting her.
Celeste continued to cry and finally fell asleep.
Mason looked expressionlessly at the distant sea, stretching his hand to loosen his collar.
The next day, Celeste was awakened by a knock on the door.
She groggily opened her eyes, and a hotel’s furnishings were in front of her. Pressing her temples, she couldn’t remember how she got to the hotel.
The knocking continued outside, and she said, “Just a moment.”
She propped herself up, got out of bed, and opened the door.
‘Mr. Fletcher?”
Mason appeared neatly dressed at the door, smiled when he saw Celeste, and said softly, “I brought you some clothes to change into “
