Harper inexplicably felt at ease, as if she could feel the man holding her would not harm her. She
released his hand and hooked her arms around his neck, obediently snuggling into his embrace.
Preston was tall while Harper was petite, like a doll hanging from him. He carefully held the doll and
walked into the elevator, heading to the underground parking lot. He placed her in the passenger seat
and fastened her seatbelt.
As he drove, he occasionally glanced at her. Seeing her messy hair covering her face while she slept
soundly, he couldn’t help but curl his lips. When a faint smile appeared on his face, he reached out his
fingers and brushed Harper’s hair away, gently touching her face…
It was just a light touch, but Harper grabbed his hand as if she had caught a pillow at home, tightly
holding it in her embrace. When Preston’s fingers accidentally touched Harper’s soft and perky chest,
he instinctively retracted his hand. Ah, his heart, which was calm as still water, was now…
He looked at the traffic light, then at Harper. It might be better to wake her up and have her grab his
hair…
Enduring his itching heart, Preston drove with one hand and arrived at Harper’s house. He wanted to
take his hand back from the woman who was sleeping in a daze, but she wouldn’t let go.
Feeling somewhat helpless, he unfastened her seatbelt, leaned over, and whispered, “Harper, if you
don’t let go, be careful I
I get naughty inside the car.”
This statement seemed to have some effect as Harper’s grip loosened a bit. Preston took the
opportunity to pull his hand out and help Harper unfasten her seatbelt…
He got out of the car, walked around the front, opened the passenger door, and bent down to lift Harper
up. He carried her into the villa and happened to be seen by Mandy.
For the past month, Preston had always been the one to take Harper home. Every time he dropped her
off, he would leave without saying much.
Mandy thought Preston would do the same tonight, so she quickly stepped forward, intending to take
Harper from his hands. However, Preston turned slightly, avoiding her touch.
“Go run a bath, I’ll carry her upstairs.”
After a few seconds of confusion, Mandy glanced at the unconscious Harper. This time, she was quite
drunk. Preston probably said that because he was afraid Mandy couldn’t carry Harper. After nodding
lightly, Mandy turned and went to prepare the bathwater.
Since Preston had been dating Harper, he had frequently been here and naturally knew where
Harper’s bedroom and bathroom were. Without Mandy’s reminder, he carried Harper into the master
bedroom’s bathroom.
After placing Harper on the chair in the bathroom, he intended for Mandy to take care of her. But
unexpectedly, Harper clung to his clothes and vomited all over him….
Preston’s body stiffened as he stared at the woman who was grabbing his clothes and vomiting
incessantly. His face instantly darkened…
Mandy, who had just brought a towel, saw this scene and was afraid that Preston would be angry. She
quickly rushed forward, pulled Harper away, and tried to make amends to Preston with a smile.
“Um, Preston, I’m sorry. She’s drunk, it’s not intentional…”
Mandy fetched a trash bin and placed it in front of Harper. Harper, who was feeling uncomfortable, was
completely unaware of what she had just done. Holding onto the bin, she desperately continued to
vomit.
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