Chapter 21 Drunken Confession
The long-lost term of endearment echoed in the air. Avery was spellbound and kept her posture.
She wondered how much he had drunk that made him habitually pull Avery into his arms, as if nothing had happened between them.
The familiar warmth of his embrace blew Avery's mind.
She tried to maintain her senses and push him away, but Jacob took her hand and kissed it gently.
His warm lips brushed against the back of her hand, and he murmured, "Honey, where have you been? I've been looking for you."
Avery couldn't hold back her tears anymore. It seemed that all the tears in her life had dried up over the past year.
Suppressing her sadness, she asked, "Didn't you push me away yourself?"
"Nonsense." Jacob held her even tighter, planting a drunken kiss on her earlobe. "You're the love of my life. How could I bear to push you away?"
Avery pushed him away and said, "Jacob, take a good look at who I am."
The room was dark, with the curtains undrawn. The dim light from the courtyard landed on her face, and Jacob saw glistening tears in her eyes.
"Honey, are you half asleep?"
He bent over to kiss away her tears and murmured, "Avy, don't cry. If anyone bullies you, I will beat him up."
Although his words were childish, they made Avery cry even more bitterly. She didn't know how much she had drunk to become like this.
Normally, he never forgot the grudge or said such childish words to her.
Avery buried her head in his chest, sniffing and trembling. "Jacob, what would you do if I died?"
"Knock it off. How could you die?"
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