Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 137 - 135: Don’t Leave Me Again
Jiayi bent down and got into the car.
Once inside, she smelled a strong odor of alcohol.
Huo Zhenyang leaned against the back of the sofa chair, his eyes half-closed, his handsome brows slightly knit together, his beautiful cheeks flushed red from the burn of alcohol.
She guessed he had just come from dinner with clients, and in a very professional tone, calmly asked, "Mr. Huo, why have you called me out in the middle of the night?"
He lazily squinted his eyes, stretched out an arm, and abruptly pulled her waist toward him, rolling her over, his voice hoarse and groggy by her ear, "Water, I want to drink water."
The man’s tone was half command, half akin to a child’s whining.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the smell of alcohol grew stronger, mixed with his unique musk and masculine scent, filling the car like intoxicating poppy fragrance, rapidly spreading.
She instinctively pushed him away, not expecting that the man would not hold onto her as usual, but instead leaned back, weakly collapsing onto the back of the chair.
She was startled, his eyelashes were tightly closed, motionless, and the redness on his high-bridged nose deepened.
He was indeed drunk, and severely so.
She swallowed, thinking that since he was so drunk, she should be able to leave, right?
Her hand touched the door handle, the car door opened halfway, but then suddenly stopped.
She looked around the car and saw unopened water bottles by the driver’s seat, and ultimately, she sighed.
Forget it, he had called her out, so she might as well feed him a few sips of water so that he wouldn’t be upset when he woke up and found that she hadn’t taken care of him.
She took a water bottle, unscrewed the cap, then propped his body up with force, aimed the bottle at his thin lips, and slowly fed him.
The cool liquid poured into his mouth and down his throat, and he seemed a bit more comfortable, his lashes fluttering, but still not fully awake.
Jiayi put down the water bottle, intending to lay the man in her arms back down, but the damned man was as heavy as iron, completely motionless. His head rested in her lap, using her as a comfortable pillow, his arms wrapped around her waist, refusing to let go, taking full advantage.
She bit her lip, wondering if this man was truly drunk or just pretending to be so, and tried to disentangle herself to lay him back in the seat.
Just then, the man in her arms seemed to sense her loosening grip, rolled over and pressed onto her, his knees driving hard against her, his arms like walls propped on the back of the rear seat, pushing her back down onto the seat—
His hot breath heavily descended upon her, along with his body baked by alcohol, leaving Jiayi with no escape!
"Mr. Huo, you’re drunk," she said, her pupils enlarging.
But he still pressed closer, inch by inch.
She indeed had signed an agreement to accompany him seven times and had agreed to be with him regardless of the situation, but—
She didn’t want to be treated like a toy to vent his drunken frustrations!
Jiayi pleaded, "Next time, okay... wait until you’re sober, please..."
She regretted it; what was she thinking, why did she go soft and feed him water! She should have just left straight away.
Feeling him becoming more aggressive, she finally couldn’t bear it any longer, arched her knees, and with the most standard taekwondo posture, she thrust upwards fiercely!
"Stud! Big stud!!" she cursed angrily, since he was drunk and couldn’t hear anyway, she wasn’t afraid of offending him, cursing first and then huffing!
"Oof—" Huo Zhenyang made a pained noise, lying back onto the seat, motionless.
This time, he finally behaved.
Watching him double over clutching the painful area, Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief, fumbled for the car door handle in a fluster, turned to get out, but then she heard a dreamy groan from the man behind her, "Jiayi, don’t go..."
Her hand paused, stopping in its tracks.
The two words he exhaled were the most common in the world.
Yet, because they were her name, coming from his mouth, they were so profound and enduring, striking her heart heavily.
She slowly turned around, her gaze falling on the man’s handsome face, still hazy from alcohol.
He remained in a drunken stupor, calling out her name unconsciously just then.
His deep eyes were tightly closed, the usual coldness and restraint hidden away; at this moment, with his stunning features slightly furrowed and his towering eyebrows knotted into disarray, he looked like the loneliest and most sorrowful child in the universe, one who desperately needed to be loved.
"Jiayi, don’t go, don’t leave me again," his facial muscles twitched, as if he were dreaming, still muttering incoherently in his unconscious state.
Her heart suddenly stirred; this man wasn’t asking her not to leave now, but telling her not to leave G City...
Suddenly, Huo Zhenyang’s complexion changed, as if the alcohol was surging up, making him quite uncomfortable. He closed his eyes, propped himself up, and clumsily attempted to press the car window button, seemingly wanting to breathe in fresh air.
Jiayi no longer thought about getting out of the car. She hurried to press the car window button, rolled down the window, then grabbed a water bottle to give him a few sips, while patting his back and muttering, "Even if it’s for business, there’s no need to drink so much. All the money in the world won’t matter if you drink yourself to death..."
She then called out to Lin Zixun standing outside, "Assistant Lin, Mr. Huo is too drunk; you drive and take him back first."
Lin Zixun looked over and quickly said, "Boss usually carries anti-intoxication medicine with him when he attends banquets, Miss Jiayi, see if you can find any."
Jiayi searched Huo Zhenyang’s trouser pockets without success, and then picked up his removed suit jacket to search inside out.
Feeling around, she found a hidden inner pocket with something lumpish inside.
She took out the contents: it was an exquisite satin jewelry box, decorated with rose patterns symbolizing everlasting union.
She obviously knew what was inside.
Jiayi’s heartbeat quickened as she opened the box and took out the ice-cold ring, holding it up to the light, her gaze fixed, her breath catching.
It was their engagement ring—
The engagement ring she had left on the bedside table in the apartment in G City before she secretly left.
She thought that after he saw her leave, he would have thrown the ring away in anger; if not thrown away, at least he wouldn’t keep it around as a reminder.
But he...
Could it be that he had been carrying this ring with him all this time?
Her mind suddenly went blank, the diamond ring caught between her slender fingers suspended in mid-air, like a piece of eternal ice congealed in time. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
"Hmm..." The man groaned, his eyelashes flickered, as if he might wake up.
Panic-stricken, she hastily stuffed the ring back into his pocket amidst the chaos and finally found the hangover cure in an outer pocket, fed him the pill with water.
The hangover cure worked quickly.
In less than ten minutes, the flush on Huo Zhenyang’s face faded, his eyelashes flashed, and he regained consciousness, realizing he was leaning on something soft.
Hm? From the rearview mirror, he saw Jiayi embracing his neck, leaning against the back of the seat, almondeye-shaped eyes closed, seemingly dozing off from exhaustion.
Her gentle and quiet demeanor was like someone cuddling their own pet dog.
And he was resting his head in her arms.
