The Captain I Married by Chance novel Chapter 132

Nora cleared her throat awkwardly, about to explain, “He’s not my boyfriend,” when Nathan grabbed her hand.

The man moved with surprising speed, pulling Nora along in a light jog to the car door. “Home!”

Nora was speechless.

The driver gave a knowing smile. “Miss, your boyfriend is very enthusiastic.”

“Get in, miss.”

Nora’s lips parted, wanting to explain but feeling it was pointless. She got into the car without another word.

Once inside, Nathan leaned back against the seat, closed his eyes, and seemed to fall asleep.

Nora let out a sigh of relief.

A sleeping Nathan was much less worrying than his earlier state.

But clearly, she had relaxed too soon.

After the car started moving, Nathan suddenly sat up.

His back was ramrod straight, as if he were a soldier standing at attention.

Nora was baffled and instinctively asked, “What are you doing?”

Nathan ignored her, continuing to sit bolt upright.

The driver saw Nathan’s posture and laughed. “Miss, your boyfriend would be great in the army! Look at that posture, straight as an arrow!”

Nora didn’t know what to say and could only manage a dry laugh.

Nathan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up. “Nora!”

Nora was completely bewildered. “What is it?”

Nathan said, “Are we going home?”

Nora was even more confused. “Yes, where else would we be going?”

“Home!”

Nathan suddenly grew excited. “We’re going home!”

“Pfft—”

The driver’s shoulders shook with laughter.

Nora laughed at her own thought and waved at Nathan. “Come on, let’s go home.”

Nathan obediently walked over. Nora couldn’t help but think that if all drunk people were like Nathan, the country’s crime rate would drop significantly.

She led Nathan into the elevator and pressed the button for her floor. As soon as the feeling of weightlessness began, Nathan let out a wild yell and threw his arms around Nora, pulling her into a tight hug.

Nora could barely breathe.

After struggling to push him away, Nora asked, exasperated, “What’s wrong with you?”

Nathan held onto her and refused to let go. “Scared.”

Even though she knew a drunk person couldn’t accurately describe their feelings, Nora still asked, “Scared of what?”

“We’re going to fall.”

Nora was speechless.

Despite her repeated explanations that it was an elevator and they weren’t going to fall, Nathan clung to her, his arms wrapped around her like a vice, refusing to let go.

He remained attached to her all the way up, and even when they reached her floor, he wouldn’t get off.

“Go home together! Together!”