Celeste paused for a while and replied with a flat tone, "I don't need anything else. I just want to rest, so please bring me back to the hotel."
Gary felt really helpless. He drove her back to the hotel and parked the car. He did not rush to get out of the car as he wanted to chat with Celeste and try to ease the tension between the two of them.
To be honest, after hurting Celeste, he blamed himself for his rough actions. For a moment, he did not know what to say.
Celeste noticed that he wanted to stay in the car, but she did not have the patience to stay in the car with him anymore.
After a few minutes, she tried to get out of the car.
Gary immediately locked the car doors.
Celeste couldn't open the door, so she could only turn and glare at him.
He stared at her, his eyes filled with mixed feelings. He wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat.
"Open the door," Celeste demanded.
"Celeste, I..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Celeste interrupted, "Let me out of the car."
"I'll carry you upstairs. Don't worry," Gary explained in a rush, "You're not feeling well. I don't have any other intentions. Let me take care of you."
"There's no need to," Her attitude was distant and cold.
"Please listen to me," Gary was trying to hold back his anger, "Let me take you upstairs, I'm worried about you."
"I'll be fine," Celeste still refused, "I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll go up by myself. Please send the sanitary pads to Miss Simpson's room. I'll go back to my room by myself."
"Please don't," Gary shook his head and offered, "You can stay in my room. You shouldn't go back to your room, it will be inconvenient for you to treat your wounds since your roommate is there."
This time, he was trying to be considerate. Knowing that Celeste was a strong girl with pride, she definitely would not want others to know what she had gone through.
It would certainly be inconvenient for two girls to share the same room if that was the case.
However, from Celeste's point of view, it sounded extremely embarrassing.
She pursed her lips and argued, "There's no need to. My roommate will respect my privacy,"
"Can you please listen just for once? Please, just for tonight," Gary pleaded. He was begging her to change her mind, "Celeste, your roommate might not ask about your private matters, but she will definitely sense that something happened to you."
Celeste hesitated for a moment, but she was still being stubborn and insisted on getting out of the car herself.
Gary frowned when he saw how persistent she was. A conflicted gaze flashed before his eyes. Eventually, he unlocked the car doors, but he managed to get out of the car first and carried Celeste in his arms.
"Put me down."
Celeste's body was lifted up into the air. She struggled immediately, trying to get away from his touch.
"Don't move," Gary grunted immediately, "I'll take care of you tonight. If you try to struggle again, I'll call my mom and make her persuade you."
Celeste was frightened by his actions. Her eyes were filled with shock as she glared at Gary.
"You are shameless," Celeste did not want to cause Aunt Grace any unnecessary trouble.
Aunt Grace was so gentle and caring and had always treated Celeste very well. Consequently, Celeste would always listen to Grace since she didn't want her to be worried.
If Aunt Grace were to find out about her relationship with Gary, she would definitely make Gary take responsibility.
He did not love her. It would be meaningless even if he wanted to bear the responsibility.
She did not want to be in such a pathetic love.
Celeste did not have a chance to choose her parents and the way she lived her life. She did not want to lose the chance to choose who she wanted to love and her future husband.
She did not want her children to be like her.
Thus, she wanted to make her own choices about love and marriage. She did not want to cause any trouble for Aunt Grace, and she did not want Gary to bear the burden of responsibility.
"Yes, I admit that I'm being shameless," Gary admitted frankly, "But please let me take care of you. At least until you recover."
Celeste frowned as she saw a trace of gentleness appearing in Gary's eyes. She could see that his eyes were filled with pain, regret and fear.
She felt her heart tighten in her chest.
Were those really Gary's eyes?
Was she mistaken?
She couldn't believe that she actually detected some fear in Gary's eyes. How was it possible?
He had never been afraid before.
Celeste was stunned for a moment. She then widened her eyes and stared at him. She felt like she saw a deep sense of affection lying beneath his gaze.
She felt a little panicky and looked away immediately. There was an unspeakable feeling rising in her chest.
She could sense his love and affection, but it wasn't exclusive.
Celeste did not want to stay at his room, but she did not want Aunt Grace to know about this. Finally, she gave in.
Gary took a deep breath as he noticed that Celeste had stopped speaking.
"That's a good girl," He knew that his mother was her soft spot. Celeste did not like to owe anyone anything, and Grace was especially dear to her.
She really stopped struggling.
Gary carried her upstairs and went to his room. After opening the door, he placed Celeste on the
bed.
He said, "Lie down and get some rest first. I'll go get something."
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