Luckily, I still took his pitiful alms and went around flaunting my happiness.
This was so absurd!
The sound of the door shutting echoed as Henry left.
Jiang Mohan stumbled into the room, cradled my face and kissed my forehead gently. His intoxicated eyes were filled with sorrow when he asked, "Why are you standing by the door?"
I answered, "It’s nothing; I accidentally spilled my tea and was just about to clean it up.”
“Let the housekeeper handle that," Matt told me. "You’re not well so just take a rest. If you get tired, I’ll worry for you.”
Then he kissed my lips once again. His touch felt just as tender and affectionate as before.
However, his warmth could no longer reach me. Could someone really go to such lengths for another person?
As I closed my eyes, tears slid down my cheeks.
I helped him to the bed and tucked him in. The alcohol had dulled his senses and he quickly fell into a deep sleep.
When I sat by the bedside, I quietly picked up his phone and entered a password. I only needed one try before I unlocked it. The password was Taylor's birthday.