"What did you say?" Chuck was curious. What couldn't be done here?
Willa was completely drunk and couldn't speak clearly. Maybe it was the first time she had ever been drunk because of her physical injury.
"You're talking in your sleep?" Chuck smiled and carried Willa into the room.
He placed Willa down on the bed.
He then covered her with the quilt. Willa was now sound asleep, but why did she look like she was in pain?
Chuck felt strange but figured that it would be better if he asked Willa when she woke up. She was asleep, so he should not disturb her.
Chuck went out and continued to drink with Patricia.
Patricia's face was crimson red and she was clearly drunk. She got bold and started putting her arms around Chuck's neck. This was something she had never done before. But the alcohol gave her courage that she usually didn't have
"I think you're done here. Let me take you back to your room." Chuck helped Patricia up.
"I don't need your help. Why are you holding me like this? Are you trying to sleep with me?" Patricia questioned, her words a little slurred. This caught Chuck by surprise.
Did Patricia actually say that?
Chuck thought he had heard wrongly, because Patricia wasn't that kind of person at all. She was a workaholic!
Still, he understood her soon after. She was lonely in this country and did not have any friends. There was nothing wrong with drinking and kicking it loose once in a while.
"I am right, am I not? You're, you're..."
Patricia laughed and whispered into Chuck's ear, "I don't like you, I don't like you."
Chuck was speechless. He didn't let her like him either!
He just needed Patricia to manage his casino well, as well as their subsequent business projects.
"Okay, okay, you don't like me. I'll take you to your room so you can rest."
"I don't like you, but you can touch me. I'm all alone here. I feel bored and empty within. You won't understand..." As she said this, Patricia burst into tears.
Chuck coughed and replied, "Yes, I don't understand."
Chuck picked her back up and carried her back to her room.
"Don't go please. Who let you go? Boss." Patricia had become incoherent and Chuck coughed, feeling awkward.
All of a sudden, Patricia circled her arm around Chuck's head and gave him a kiss.
Chuck was caught completely off guard!
Patricia wasn't making any sense, and was also acting weird. Chuck smiled bitterly. Under these circumstances, she couldn't blame Chuck if he really did something to her.
However, Chuck had no feelings for her, and he was also a gentleman - which is exactly how he conducted himself as he carried her to her room.
Chuck was perfectly content with their employer-employee relationship. He felt that other kinds of relationships with her were unnecessary.
It seemed Chuck had matured.
"Are you alright?"
"I'm good. You can go now. I'm going to sleep. Don't secretly touch me, I don't like that." Patricia said as she laid down on the bed before quickly dozing off.
She slept in an extremely relaxed position as if there were no other person in the room with her. Did Patricia really trust him that much?
Chuck grazed his fingers against his lips, not knowing what to say. Patricia's kiss did feel good though.
He wrote off Patricia's action as an attempt to express her gratitude. It was just like the pecks between men and women in the US that were exchanged when greeting one another.
Stepping out of Patricia's room, Chuck went to check on Willa. He saw Willa curled up in bed as if she was having a nightmare. Chuck quickly rushed over and held Willa in his arms, "It's ok. I'm here..."
Feeling the sudden warmth enveloping her, Willa snuggled closely into Chuck's arms. Her expression seemed to have softened.
Chuck said tenderly, "Auntie Logan, you have to live happily..."
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