Fifteen minutes later, Larry appeared at Margaret's house.
Margaret helped to support Charleston as they went downstairs. She was 1. 6 meters tall, while Charleston was at least 1. 85 meters tall.
He almost leaned his entire body into her.
Margaret's face accidentally touched Charleston's neck. His skin was cold to the touch, which made her face feel slightly numb.
Finally, they managed to get Charleston to the back seat of the car.
"I shall take my leave first." As soon as Margaret finished speaking, her wrist was grabbed by someone.
"Mr. Limbaugh..." Margaret wanted to pull her hand back, but she soon realized that Charleston had fainted, his hand still tightly holding hers.
"I'm sorry, Miss Simons, I might need your help for a while. I will send you back home later," Larry said.
Charleston's face was as pale as a sheet of paper. Margaret felt sorry for him. After all, it was the instant noodles she prepared that made this man sick.
"Alright then." she agreed.
After getting in the car, Margaret ran her fingers through her messy hair. She must be nuts. How could she casually agree to go home with a man?
What if this man wanted to take advantage of her?
But...
Looking at Charleston's miserable state, Margaret finally let out a long sigh.
It seemed that it would be more likely for her to take advantage of him than the other way round.
Larry drove the car speedily.
While Margaret was in the back seat, she took the initiative to sit further away from Charleston.
However, as Larry swerved the car sharply around the corner, Charleston's suddenly leaned downwards and towards her.
He laid himself directly on Margaret's lap.
"Mr. Limbaugh, Mr. Limbaugh..." Margaret widened her eyes in panic and hurriedly tried to help Charleston sit up.
However, this man was so heavy. Margaret couldn't move him at all even when she used her full strength.
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