Reborn Without You (Amelia and Christopher) novel Chapter 218

Chapter 218

Christopher seemed very drunk.

Amelia had never fully understood him.

She shoved him away hard. She never expected him to go to his car to sober up. If she had known, she would never have gotten into the car.

Christopher was stunned by Amelia’s force..

Amelia turned to pull the car door open, intending to leave.

However, Christopher quickly wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her back into his embrace. Amelia’s weight was insignificant to him, and it didn’t take him much to pull her back.

She struggled against her hold, but his arms quickly tightened around her waist, and she felt restrained in his

arms.

Amelia could clearly feel the warmth radiating from his chest and the scent on his body. She furrowed her brows.

‘Christopher Zephyr!”

Their bodies were so close to each other, their breaths mingled, and the temperature of the air in the car started to boil.

His cold lips plastered onto hers, effectively shutting her up.

Amelia’s eyes widened as her mind went blank.

Did he have any idea what he was doing?!

“Don’t be sad…”

His voice was hoarse and dark, as though he was trying to console her.

Who was he consoling?

Nicole, of course.

The sounds of the guests milling around and of the funeral music playing outside came through the windows.

Things were quickly spiraling out of control!

She struggled with all her might, but her efforts were all in vain. She bit down hard on Christopher’s lips, and his blood filled her entire mouth.

Despite her best efforts, he showed no signs of letting her go.

Their warm breaths mingled, the heat between them taking away all the chill she felt outside just now.

Amelia was on the brink of emotional collapse. She winced, trying to speak, but her mouth was sealed shut.

She was pressed into his chest and couldn’t move an inch.

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He was mad…simply mad!

Just then, someone knocked on the window.

The knocking sound made Christopher pause.

The dazed look in Christopher’s eyes cleared for an instant, and he released his hold on Amelia.

Amelia sensed it and immediately shoved him away. She then wiped her lips with the back of her hand.

When Christopher saw who it was outside the window, his eyes turned cold and hard.

The person rapped on the window again.

Christopher wound down the glass.

It was drizzling outside, and Nicole was standing next to the car with an umbrella.

“Chris, I brought you some warm tea. Why are you in your car? I was looking everywhere for you. You should get some rest upstairs. You must feel horrible after all that alcohol.”

Christopher’s brows furrowed, but he didn’t say a word.

He took the cup of tea from Nicole and drank it all up. “Thanks.”

Amelia sat next to him, trying to steady her breathing and pretend that nothing had happened.

One thing was for sure: she had to keep her distance from him when he was drunk.

No, she had to keep her distance from him, no matter when.

Like Nicole, she had thought that Christopher went upstairs to rest.

Given their relationship, it was very natural for him to go to her bedroom. Amelia never expected him to be in his car instead.

“I’m fine,” Christopher said blandly after drinking the tea. His voice, however, was still very hoarse. “I’m just getting some fresh air out here.”

Nicole crouched down low and looked at Amelia in the car.

“Ms. Sinclair, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend my grandfather’s wedding. If you don’t have a ride home, I can arrange for my driver to send you home.” 1

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