Free Web NovelChapter 1122: Chapter 584: Extra: He Finally Told Her in Person, "I Love You" (2)
"Geoffrey..."
She rushed to him, tightly hugging his solid body, "I really missed you..."
He pulled her away, reluctantly holding her unsteady body, and growled in frustration, "Who allowed you to drink so much?"
He smelled the alcohol all over her, his brows furrowing into a knot.
"I’m not drunk, I’m perfectly clear-minded, I’m just... just a bit unsteady and... ugh..."
The alcohol finally took effect in her body.
She dry heaved, almost throwing up all over him.
"Damn it!" He glared at her, muttering curses.
Then, she found herself being roughly lifted into the air—
In the vast suite’s living room, everything disappeared from her sight. She was powerless to struggle and could only close her eyes, trying to suppress the urge to vomit again...
He brought her to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and let her stand under the cold showerhead.
The cold water met her heated scalp, stimulating the nerves in her brain, gradually waking her up, slowly squatting down...
She purged everything in her stomach, only then did she feel somewhat better...
He stood by, watching her discomfort, unmoved.
It wasn’t until much later that she leaned against the wall, slowly standing up.
His gaze at her was filled with indifference, "Awake now?"
She nodded blankly.
He turned away, leaving a sentence behind, "I’ll have Keith Antony take you back."
As he turned, she rushed out of the shower, tightly hugging him from behind, "I don’t want to go back..."
His body stiffened for a moment.
Her arms contracted, hugging him without a gap, "I want to be with you..."
"I’ll have Keith Antony take you back."
He deliberately avoided the topic, trying to pry her off.
However, she held on to him very tightly, so much so that if he were to pull her off forcefully, she would surely be hurt.
"Let go!"
"I won’t let go... I’ve told myself, after tonight, I never want to be apart from you again."
"Alice Robinson!!" He called her full name for once, so at that moment, he was angry.
"Geoffrey... don’t push me away, let me stay with you, alright?" she pleaded with her eyes closed, tightly leaning against his back.
He didn’t want to hurt her, but he wouldn’t indulge her mess.
At this moment, he suddenly pushed her away, afraid she might fall, his hand resting on her waist.
She looked at him, thinking he had changed his mind, she smiled foolishly, "Geoffrey..."
He gritted his teeth, "Alice, how many times do I have to tell you? You and I are impossible!!"
She smiled naïvely, "Why?"
His face turned ashen like war-torn bronzes, "I don’t love you."
"You’re lying to me..." she laughed brightly, "You’re lying to me again..."
"How many times do I have to say it for you to understand?" he said furiously, his voice gritting through his teeth.
She slumped in his arms, giggling foolishly, "I won’t understand because I don’t believe you... you’re a master actor."
He was helpless, enraged, "Are you crazy?"
She looked at him undeterred.
He suddenly picked her up and walked out of the bathroom.
She couldn’t understand his intention, but inside she already had a bad premonition.
Sure enough, he had Charlotte Yule open the door for him,
Charlotte, unaware of his purpose, obediently opened it for him.
He carried her out of the room, and she thought he was taking her somewhere, only to find he carried her into the elevator, ruthlessly throwing her inside.
Her elbows and buttocks banged against the cold elevator metal, and she cried out in pain.
He stood outside the elevator door, watching it close, and she was carried down by the elevator.
Charlotte rushed out just as Alice was in the elevator; she ran to Chester Robinson’s side, incredulous, "You... how could you throw her into the elevator alone?"
Chester, irritated, walked off, "She’ll be fine." He had long noticed the two bodyguards standing in the corridor, knowing they were Claud Laurence’s men.
Those bodyguards would responsibly bring her to Claud Laurence.
Charlotte followed him, "But..."
The elevator doors opened, and Alice was still slumped inside.
The guests about to enter the elevator were shocked to see her, but fortunately, the two of Claud Laurence’s bodyguards swiftly stood in front of her, preventing the hotel’s guests from recognizing her.
After the guest detoured around, the two bodyguards then helped her up, respectfully calling, "Miss Robinson..."
Alice’s eyes were already brimming with tears, she didn’t believe that he could be so heartless, it seemed like he didn’t care about her at all.
"Miss Robinson, let me take you home..." one of the bodyguards spoke up.
Alice didn’t say anything, her thoughts seemed to be in a daze, but the tears continued to slide out from her eyes.
One bodyguard gently supported her out of the hotel, while the other went to get the car.
Alice remained in a daze.
No way...
He wouldn’t abandon her...
He just didn’t want to admit it, he was only thinking of her...
She absolutely wouldn’t give up like this, no way...
The bodyguard had already pulled the car up to her, and the supportive bodyguard carefully helped her into the car.
She suddenly pushed away the two unsuspecting bodyguards and sat in the driver’s seat.
Amidst the urgent shouts of the bodyguards, she stepped on the gas and left the hotel.
The two bodyguards hurriedly called Claud Laurence...
The car sped up to one hundred and eighty on a not-so-crowded road.
This was an extremely dangerous speed, but she was oblivious, her mind filled only with visions of Chester...
Finally, the car stopped at the edge of the beach of the largest man-made sea in Paris.
She abruptly stopped the car, dazedly looking at the boundless sea adorned by the Parisian night.
Does he really not care about her?
Does he really not love her?
Then fine...
She got out of the car, looking at the sea ahead of her.
