Hope you in my dream novel Chapter 198

Rachel was a little surprised. She looked up at Clark, only to find that his eyes were dark and deep with a strange attraction, which made her unable to stop.

She wanted to refuse, but somehow she nodded and said, "Yes."

Clark closed the car door, naturally took her hand and led her inside.

Rachel's heart was beating fast.

How long had it been since they held hands like this?

Rachel could not remember at all. All she knew was that she could only stand in the distance and look at him these days. She couldn't get close to him.

She should have refused his intimacy, but Rachel couldn't refuse him inexplicably. She could only let Clark hold her hand to enter the Starry chateau.

Clark took her to one basement.

The basement was full of various kinds of wine of various ages, and the wine cabinet was filled with wine.

The housekeeper, who was wiping the wine bottles, stopped what he was doing and stood up to greet, "Mr. Mr. Clark, welcome!"

Rachel withdrew her hand subconsciously.

Clark frowned imperceptibly.

"Gavin, you can leave now!" Clark ordered indifferently.

It turned out that the butler's name was Gavin. Rachel secretly kept it in mind.

Gavin nodded at them and left.

Clark walked around the room and came back with a bottle of champagne and two goblets.

Rachel sat down on the sofa and looked at him with interest.

Clark looked indifferent. She couldn't tell what he was thinking, but she could feel that his heart was beating fast though his face was clam.

"Do you have something on your mind today?" Rachel looked at him and asked tentatively.

After pouring the wine, Clark handed a goblet to her and said lightly, "Drink with me."

Rachel sighed and thought, 'Why do I ask a silent man like him to tell me what he is thinking? I am too naive.'

"Well, if you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask." Rachel clinked her goblet with his and took a sip.

Clark drank up the wine in his goblet.

Rachel shook the goblet, watching the red liquid shaking back and forth in it, but her mind was full of doubts.

Why did Clark suddenly want to drink with her?

Did he quarrel with Anna?

Or did he encounter other difficulties?

She looked up at him, only to find that he was also looking straight at her. Their eyes met, but no one dodged.

Her heart beat faster and her face turned red.

After a long while, Clark lowered his head and took another sip.

"I, I'm going on a trip tomorrow," to avoid embarrassment, Rachel tried hard to change the topic.

"Okay." Clark poured himself another goblet of wine and continued to drink.

Rachel suddenly plucked up the courage to ask, "What's wrong with you tonight? Did you quarrel with Anna?"

"Yes," Clark responded, raised his neck and drank up the wine in his goblet.

Rachel sighed. It seemed that she couldn't get any information from him.

"She behaves very normal now. Any other woman would be sad and out of control when facing such a situation," Rachel could only comfort him.

However, hearing this, Clark suddenly looked up at her and said coldly, "At least you won't do that."

Stunned, Rachel wondered if he was praising her?

Somehow, she was a little happy.

Then the two of them stopped talking.

Although Rachel had a lot of doubts to ask, she couldn't ask when she saw Clark drown his sorrows in wine.

Besides, she knew very well that even if she asked him, he would not answer these questions.