The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 659

I turned and kept walking, but after only two steps, a wave of resignation washed over me. I pivoted back, grabbed the glass, and shoved it directly into his blindly groping hand.

"Sit up before you drink. Don't spill it all over the bed." I wasn't helping him out of pity; I just didn't want him smashing the glass and making a mess.

However, the second the glass touched his palm, something violently yanked me by the waist. In the blink of an eye, I collapsed into a massive, muscular chest.

The crisp scent of alcohol mingled with his signature woodsy cologne to create an intoxicating aroma. My brain short-circuited for a split second. Looking up in the dim light, I crashed straight into a pair of crystal-clear eyes.

His glasses were gone. Up this close, I could vividly see the predatory glimmer in his eyes dancing with dark amusement. "Selena, you really do care about me. I knew you couldn't just abandon your husband."

Those eyes were incredibly sharp. There was zero trace of drunkenness in them!

Reality smacked me in the face. "You aren't drunk? You faked it?"

Just two minutes ago, he had been dead to the world, refusing to even stir when I called his name. He had looked like he couldn't even peel his eyelids open to grab the glass—which was the only reason I had turned back to help him!

But it was all a meticulously crafted act?

"I was drunk the second you brought the liquor out." The amusement in his eyes deepened as his lips curved into a smug grin. His tone dripped with unconcealed triumph. "But I really did have a great time tonight. It's been so long since I last slept over at my mother-in-law's place."

The sheer humiliation of being played completely set me off. Furious, I shoved hard against his chest. "You absolute bastard! You lied to me!"

"I didn't lie, Selena. Now that I'm holding you, I really am intoxicated. My soul is drunk on you." Instead of letting go, his arms locked around me even tighter.

His lips brushed against my ear. The scent of alcohol grew heavier, his voice dropping into a thick, gravelly plea. "Please don't go. Just let me hold you while we sleep tonight. You know I can't sleep without you."