By the time they go back to Ziteng Garden, Yuma has gone to bed. And the two of them quietly go upstairs. Karin says, "I'll put some hot water on for you so that you can soak in the bath."
"Okay, thanks." Troy nods his head.
After taking a bath and coming out of the bathroom, he sees Karin sitting on the sofa waiting for her with two unopened bottles of red wine on the coffee table in front of her. Feeling surprised, she asks, "Do you want to drink again?"
"Well, Jacob’s case is closed. And you have been cleared of injustice. Let’s consider it a celebration."
Troy sits over, "Good."
She picks up a bottle of wine, pours him a glass, and pours another glass for herself, "Never should we go back home before we get drunk."
"I see that you are not yet drunk. Now that you have returned home. Where else do you want to return to?"
"Wrongly said. It should never go to sleep before we get drunk."
"Can you drink?"
"Can. I honed my drinking capability."
To prove that she now can drink, Karin raises the wine glass and drinks up the wine with a tilt of her neck.
Troy smiles and puts the wine glass to his mouth. Instead of drinking as quickly as she did, he lightly sips it. With a white bathrobe wrapping around his robust body, the water on his hair, which hasn't dried yet, drips on his body one after another.
"Honey, let's elope..."
He looks askance at her in surprise, "Now no one disagrees with us being together. Why should we elope?"
"Leave this dangerous place where people are all calculating. Let's go find paradise and take Esme to live with us together, OK? I can… bear you many, many children..."
Karin is a little drunk. It seems that her ability to drink hasn’t improved at all.
"Are you afraid?"
Troy heartily stretches out a hand and strokes her cheek.
"No, I'm not afraid. I just don't want you to be so tired."
"I can’t help it. After I was born in such a family, my fate was predestined from the beginning."
“We can’t choose which kind of family we were born in. But for our future, we can choose them by ourselves. We can choose not to live such an exhausting life..."
"No, my grandfather's efforts all over his life lie here. I can't be selfish and leave it alone. Even if I die, I have to die on this land."
Karin sighs, raises a glass of wine, and drinks up another glass of wine. She staggers as she gets up, "I'll get a dry towel to wipe your hair."
She indeed gets a towel out of the bathroom and sits next to Troy. While wiping his hair, she says, "You can't let your hair get so wet in the future. Because you will get cold. You will get a headache after that. And I will be heartbroken if you get a headache..."
Her cheeks are red because of the drunkenness. Although she is already thirty years old, the condition of her skin is so good, which looks so watery and tender that Troy wants to take a bite of her. Especially at this moment, she has a muddled look, looking inexplicably charming, Troy looks at her in a daze, feeling that his body is burning and that his throat is dry and itchy. Then he puts down the wine glass and takes the towel from her hands, "Stop wiping it."
"Then I'll massage your head to relax your nerves."
Karin presses him down on the sofa without a word, lies beside him, and stretches out her slender fingers to gently knead his temples...
By the time Karin wakes up again, it is nine o'clock the next morning. It is probably because she hasn't rested well in the previous nights, she has been sleeping for more than ten hours last night under Troy's crazy torture.
Troy is long gone. Karin gets dressed and goes downstairs. And Yuma greets her with a smile, "Did you wake up?"
"Yeah."
"The Young Master asked me not to wake you up when he left this morning, saying that you should sleep for a while. So I didn't go to wake you up for breakfast."
"Oh."
Thinking of the passionate night, she feels that her face slightly blushes.
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