Chapter 83
The kiss was long, and no one knew how much time had passed. The atmosphere in the narrow car became increasingly ambiguous, and Celeste felt like she was
about to sufiocate.
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No, they shouldn’t continue. They were in the parking lot, and someone could walk by and see them at any moment.
Suddenly, she mustered all her strength and pushed Julian away.
After they separated, Celeste panted heavily as she took a while to regain her composure.
Julian realized he had lost control. But now that the ldss had already happened, what else could he do about it? Once Celeste snapped back to her semes, she would definitely get mad and might even leave him here…
Indeed, Celeste felt both pissed and helpless. She had kindly offered to give him a ride home, and yet he ldssed her without giving her a heads–up.
She wanted to lose her temper, but when she looked up, the culprit was fast asleep, Julian had his eyes closed and was looking as peaceful as a child sleeping.
Celeste was filled with anger, but she had no idea where she should vent it. She gritted her teeth and decided to let it slide since there was no point arguing with a drunk
After calming herself, Celeste got out of the car and moved to the driver’s seat. She missed the barely noticeable smile that curled at Julian’s lips.
Samuel was lying in bed at Ford Residence while dressed in cute pajamas. He tossed and turned, unable to sleep. He was waiting for Julian to come home and tell him a story.
Upon arriving at the villa, Celeste got out and rang the doorbell. Bill opened the door and seemed surprised.
“Ms. Hart?” He didn’t expect to see her there.
Celeste smiled, “Bill, Mr. Ford got drunk 1 happened to run into him, so 1 brought him back Could you help me get him inside?”
She felt helpless. There was no way she could get such a huge and unconscious man inside on her own.
Bill was stunned to bear that.
Julian got drunk? How could that be?
Julian often attended social events, but in all the years Bill had worked for the Ford family, he had never seen him drunk
Puzzled, he followed Celeste outside and saw Julian quietly resting in the front passenger seat. He was even more confused. Was Julian really drunk? Together, they helped Julian upstairs to his room.
As she watched Julian lie down on the bed, Celeste sighed in relief. Her mission was accomplished
As she left the room, Bill suggested, “Ms. Hart, it’s late. Why don’t you rest and spend the night here?
“No. There’s no need,” Celeste quickly declined. Staying overnight would make things awkward if she ran into Juliantomorrow.
“Bill, I’ll head out now. Make sure to take good care of Mr. Ford, and get him something to cure his hangover when he wakes up.”
Bill was about to persuade her to stay when the door to Samuel’s room opened,
Samuel came bouncing out, and when he saw Celeste, his eyes lit up.
“Ms. Hart, it really is you! I heard your voice in my mom and thought I was imagining things!!
He hugged Celeste’s neck and excitedly asked, “Ms. Hart, did you come to see me?
Celeste awkwardly smiled. “Yes, but why are you still up so late?”
