Chapter 45: “Why Didn’t You Call Me?” He Asked

Sharon held her breath and looked at him uncertainly. 

Leonard's lips pursed slightly. Sharon could smell the alcohol from his breath as he looked at her with a determined gaze. He reached out a callused finger and rubbed the furrow in between her brows until they were no longer creased. 

...

Although she was no longer frowning on the outside, she still felt a pinch in her heart. "Take a seat. I'll make some tea to sober you up," she said.

Leonard clutched her slender waist tightly. "I'm not drunk," he protested.

Sharon sighed to herself. 

Most of the time, he would only say that when he was already drunk.

But because he had a stronger willpower than most people, along with the aid of his poker face, people usually can't tell. 

"Yes, yes. Well, I want to have some tea, all right?" Sharon looked at him helplessly. 

Leonard stared at her beautiful face and suddenly broke out into a small grin. "Sure, I'll prepare it for you."