Chapter 458
But now, that connection seemed to be completely cut off.
Looking at Jared sleeping soundly, in Agnes‘ mind, images of their happy family of three in the future were all she could see.
Those images in her mind were like poppies, addictive and impossible to resist.
Agnes was somewhat dazed, as if she had also slept.for a while, until Jared woke up.
When Jared woke up, he seemed somewhat incredulous.
All he remembered was drinking with Ivan all day yesterday.
He had never been drunk in his life.
He wondered if he could really drown his sorrows in alcohol.
Ivan was worried about him and had even prepared an ambulance.
He heard that the hospital was also ready, ready to rescue at any time..
Knowing that Ivan did all this for him, he just found it ridiculous.
He drank so much alcohol, why was he still so sober?
Why was it still so painful?
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When he received that report, he felt like he had lost more than just a child. It was not just a child, but probably all the–hope he had in life right now.
But it wasn’t until he came home and opened the door that he finally understood, he was really drunk.
Because he saw Agnes. She sat quietly on the sofa, looking at him without so much hatred, just a bit surprised.
Like a startled deer.
How nice.
It’s really great to be drunk.
He walked towards her and lay down on her.
Like dreaming. Unreal, yet real.
He could feel her warmth, her body temperature, even her breath.
He finally understood why so many people were so infatuated with alcohol, perhaps it was the best thing in the world, making dreams come true.
He was too tired, spending countless nights unable to sleep.
But last night, he had a good night’s sleep.
Only when he woke up did he realize that it was not a dream. It was real.
The person in front of him was Agnes.
She let him sleep on her legs all night. She just casually leaned on the back of the sofa and fell asleep in a very uncomfortable position.
Jared frowned.
When Jared woke up, Agnes was actually awake. Her neck seemed to be unable to move, and her legs were numb.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Jared’s cold and deep eyes, staring at her gloomily.
“Why didn’t you wake me up?” Jared’s voice was as fresh as usual.
There was no drunkenness in his eyes from last night, his eyes were clear, returning to his usual self.
“You were drunk.” Agnes answered casually.
She tried to stand up, but because her feet were numb, she sat back down directly.
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