Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 1718

Chapter 1718

Charlie studied Emily for a moment before gently reaching out to touch her face. His hand barely grazed her cheek, and the softness and delicacy of her skin stirred up deep-seated memories. His eyes lowered as he asked in a low voice, "Emily, can you stand?"

“Lcan, Emily murmured, not making any attempt to get up, continuing to sleep with her eyes closed.

Charlie let out a barely audible sigh, scooping her up and carrying her outside.

He'd come with Jonathan. Their car was parked outside. He placed Emily in the passenger seat. She leaned against the backrest, frowning in discomfort.

Without thinking, Charlie mirrored her expression, chastising her softly, “Why did you drink so much? Even after we've broken up, you're still giving me headaches!"

He fastened her seatbelt and draped his suit jacket over her before heading to the driver's seat.

The journey to Sunset Ridge was quiet, with Emily dozing off against the window.

Upon reaching their destination, Charlie carried Emily upstairs. As they entered, Ms. Simmons exclaimed, “What's happened to Emily?"

“She's fine, Charlie replied nonchalantly, “Where's Kya?"

“Kya is asleep," said Ms. Simmons quickly.

Charlie, still holding Emily, headed towards the guest room, instructing, ‘Ms. Simmons, don't go home tonight.

Sleep in the master bedroom with Kya. Emily drank a bit too much, so let her sleep in the guest room."

“Alright” agreed Ms. Simmons. It didn't matter if she went home or not. She lived alone anyway.

After checking on Kya in the master bedroom and tugging her in the blanket that she kicked off, Ms. Simmons noticed the slightly ajar door of the guest room. She peeked in to find Charlie preparing a warm towel to wipe Emily's face.

Thinking that Charlie and Emily had reconciled, Ms. Simmons retreated to her room, her heart filled with joy.

In the guest room, Charlie sat by the bed, gently wiping Emily's hands with the warm towel. Her fingers were long and delicate, incredibly soft.

Charlie turned to look at Emily curling up in bed, a whirlwind of emotions sweeping over him.

After finding Emily's nightgown, he helped her change and tucked her into bed. He sat by her side for a while longer before finally leaving the room.

Outside, Ms. Simmons was sitting in the living room. She asked anxiously, “Is Emily alright?"

“She was a bit drunk, and she's asleep now,’ Charlie replied, pausing before asking, "Can I see Kya?"

“Of course. Go ahead,’ Ms. Simmons quickly responded.

Charlie nodded and headed towards the master bedroom.

As he entered, the faint scent of sweet milk filled the room. On the bureau against the wall, the vase was still filled with colorful daisies.

Under the orange light, Kya was sound asleep, her chubby hand tucked under her face, looking utterly adorable.