My Sweetheart novel Chapter 615

"Today is my celebration party. Are you going to be absent too?" Zofia couldn't hide her disappointment.

"You should know that being able to come here already shows my greatest patience."

After saying that, he turned around without any hesitation.

At the entrance of the hotel, Joseph saw a skinny girl squatting under the street lamp without moving.

He looked deeply into her. After a long time, he slowly walked up to her.

Kathy squatted on the ground, vomiting acutely with cold sweat covered her body.

She wanted to call the driver, but her fingertips were trembling slightly, so she couldn't even hold her phone.

Joseph stood quietly behind her, but she didn't even have the strength to look back.

He bent down and picked her up without a word.

A faint masculine aura mixed with a red wine flavor--one that once haunted her so much.

Now that she was suddenly lying in his familiar arms, she couldn't help but shrink back. She was afraid of him instinctively.

Joseph moved a little stiffly. He carried her to the side of the car with strides and pulled out the back seat door. He directly threw her in, then sat down in the driver's seat and started the car.

After driving for a few minutes, the car stopped. He got out of the car and left Kathy lying alone in the back seat.

As the car stopped abruptly, Kathy felt even more uncomfortable in her stomach.

She forced herself to sit up and pulled open the car door. She could not help but vomit before she could open the car door.

A drop of vomit splashed onto Joseph's dark brown leather shoes. Kathy looked up in panic and saw his cold face.

He placed a bottle of water and a box of medicine beside her and said in a deep voice, "Don't drink if you can't."

Kathy bit her lips tightly. She did not have the strength to unscrew the bottle.

However, Joseph only watched her indifferently and did not intend to help at all.

This should be a medicine for drunk-relief ... Kathy just ignored the water bottle, took two random pills and threw them into her mouth, trying to swallow them.

Her throat was terribly dry as if it were roasted on fire. The tablets were stuck there. The bitterness spread in her mouth and she choked so hard that she was almost unable to talk.

Joseph looked down at her in such a terrible state in the entire process and didn't say a word until he got back on the car and restarted it.

"Give me your address." He said indifferently.

Kathy said her apartment address. When she had to be on duty in the hospital, she would live in her apartment. Normally, she would go back to the Bridges House.

It wasn't a long journey so they arrived quickly.

Kathy trembled, trying to open the door, but Joseph was one step faster than her. He watched her get out of the car and reached out to grab her arm.

"Which floor?"

"21."

Seeing the electronic lock at the entrance of the apartment, Joseph paused. He retreated a little and looked at Kathy, waiting for her to enter the password.

As soon as her finger reached out, she paused. She looked at him with caution and said in a low voice, "You can leave now."

Joseph raised his eyebrows slightly. There was no ripple in his long and narrow eyes. He did not correct her, but only smiled as if he had seen through everything. Then, he removed her hand and directly pressed down a string of codes.

With a beep, the door opened.

Joseph's smile with a hint of mockery and indifference. Kathy staggered on and pushed him away, then walked into the room.

The password was the date they got married four years ago. He actually guessed it right.

He stood at the door. Neither coming in or leaving. He just looked at her back thoughtfully.

His gaze pierced through the air, so she escaped into the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and found a bottle of water.