Cosset You Forever novel Chapter 1283

Colin didn't feel like arguing with Herring over a box of condoms. He didn't respond and continued to drink.

At 2 o'clock in the morning, the rain began to ease. Totally wasted, Colin staggered up from his seat. Herring found a driver for him and prepared to send him home.

But he needed to use the bathroom first. He called a waitress over and said, "Hey, beautiful. I need your help."

When the woman saw Herring, her eyes shined with excitement and she hurried to him. "How can I help, Mr. Huo? ...Oh, and Mr. Li!"

"Could you look after him for a while? I'll be back soon." Herring handed Colin over to the waitress, and shoved a few bills into the low collar of her shirt.

"You're too kind, Mr. Huo! I'll take good care of Mr. Li!" The woman replied happily.

Herring turned around and headed to the bathroom.

In the woman's arms, Colin frowned and opened his eyes in discomfort. Sniffing her strong perfume, he pushed the waitress away.

The waitress quickly moved back to him. Holding his arm, she coaxed in a sweet tone, "Mr. Li, you're drunk. Let me help you."

"Fuck off." Colin shook off the waitress and leaned against the wall for support.

Noticing his displeasure, the waitress quickly shut her mouth. She stood beside him and didn't dare approach him again.

Fortunately, Herring returned to them soon. "Thank you, beautiful. You can go now."

Putting Colin's arm over his shoulder, Herring helped him out of the bar.

Outside, the driver was waiting by the car. As Herring and Colin exited the bar, he quickly came up to them and asked, "Mr. Huo, where should I bring Mr. Li?"

Herring thought for a moment. Since Colin was wasted, it wouldn't be a good idea to drop him off at the Li House. He slapped Colin's face lightly to wake him up. Suddenly, Colin's eyes snapped open. Taken aback, Herring drew his hand back. "Are you drunk or not?"

"I am."

Herring was frustrated. He put his hands on his hips. "Where do you want to go? Should I book a hotel room for you?"

"No, thanks." Closing his eyes again, Colin leaned against the car door to steady himself. He recited, "No. 9, Ninth Villa District."

Herring eyed him suspiciously. "When did you buy a mansion there? How come I don't know?"

The neighborhood Colin mentioned was a wealthy residential area designed and constructed by the SL Group. All the residents who lived there were rich billionaires, and the cheapest mansion was worth hundreds of billions.

Herring also wanted a residence there, but he was afraid that his father would find out and punish him for squandering.

Colin should've told him that he had bought one. Herring could then argue that he bought an expensive house because he found out his brother-in-law lived there.

Colin ignored Herring's question and got into the car.

At 3 o'clock in the morning, Sophia was gradually falling asleep. With a loud bang, her bedroom door was kicked open.

Sophia startled awake. She sat up in bed and subconsciously covered her stomach, looking at the door in horror. "Who's there!"

A man reeking of alcohol staggered in. He approached her and fell down on the other side of her bed.

Sophia quickly moved away. She looked at him with the dim street lamp light shining through the window.

Seeing the intruder was Colin, she let out a sigh of relief. Was he drunk?

She moved closer to him and patted him on his shoulder. "Colin?"

Colin didn't react at all. Sophia turned on the bedside lamp and moved towards him.

"Colin, you need to remove your clothes." Didn't he go downtown with Maeve? How did he end up wasted?

Complicated feelings surged in Sophia's heart as she looked at him. She couldn't tell if she was disappointed or relieved.