The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 1347

Black stared in surprise at Holley. He could hardly believe what he had just heard. Black was desperate to hear it again to confirm to himself what he heard was true. Holley was in such a deep daze, and he shook her gently to rouse Holley from her drunken stupor. He asked loudly, "Why did you call my name?" After all, a drunk person always told the truth. Black thought this was an ideal opportunity to have some insight into Holley's inner thoughts. That was why he was keen to question her about her feelings for him while she was drunk. However, much to Black's disappointment, Holley didn't say anything.

Black could tell that Holley was near unconsciousness. She gazed at him through bleary half-closed eyes and then her lids were too heavy to keep open any longer. Even though Holley closed her eyes, she could still feel Black's intense gaze on her.

He calmed himself down, cleared his mind, and then decided that it was best to take Holley back to his house. Black picked her up in his arms and carried her to his car. Carefully he put her in the back seat, and he then got into the driver's seat and drove home.

Black finally arrived home about half an hour later.

Black didn't wake her up. Instead, he took off his jacket and covered Holley with it. Then he picked her up and carried her into the house.

Black opened the door to his bedroom and tried to lay Holley down. However, Holley had other ideas. When Black tried to remove her arms from around his neck, Holley reached out and held on again. This happened several times, and each time, Black gently and patiently tried to persuade her to let go. Finally, Holley had cooperated and allowed him to put her on the bed. Holley's neediness for Black even in her drunken state had softened his heart, and he let his guard down.

"Ouch! My head hurts a lot!" Holley mumbled, continuing to act as weak as possible, taking advantage of her drunken state to earn Black's heart again. She coughed hard. Black immediately reacted by helping her sit up, patting her back to relieve her.

"Black, I feel thirsty. Water," Holley said in a croaky voice. She looked pale and feeble.

Black felt sorrowful to see Holley in such a state, and his heart ached for her. He rushed into the kitchen and mixed honey into a glass of water. He hoped that it would ease her suffering and dissipate some of the effects of the alcohol. Black held Holley against his chest and patiently fed her spoonful after spoonful of the water mixture.

However, before Holley managed to drink all of the honey water, she frowned and suddenly felt disgusted. Using the last amount of her strength, she pushed Black away and began to vomit.

There was no food at all inside her stomach, and all the puke was a yellowish liquid. After retching, she felt out of breath and weak.

Black felt anxious when he saw that. He patted Holley on the back to ease her. Then Black carried her to the bathroom, where he helped her rinse the bitter taste out of her mouth. By the time he brought her back to the bedroom again, he was in a sweat.

However, he didn't stop to rest. As soon as Black entered the bedroom, the foul stench of the vomit hit him instantly. Quickly he pulled the covers off the bed and cleaned up the mess, and by the time he had done all of that and taken a shower, dawn was breaking.

Black stood exhausted at the foot of the bed and watched Holley sleeping. He contemplated going to the living room and sleeping on the sofa. However, after thinking about it for a moment, he decided to stay in the room with Holley just in case she needed him for anything. Fatigue had finally kicked in, and Black sat next to her, resting his head on the bed while holding Holley's hand. He quickly fell asleep.

It was late afternoon when Holley had woken up. She slowly opened her eyes and squinted in the bright sunlight. She then rolled over, and as she did, Holley held her throbbing head.

Struggling to sit up, Holley noticed that Black was lying in bed beside her.

A delighted smile crept onto her face, and even though she felt awful and her head felt like it was in a vise, it had all been worth it. 'My trick worked well on him. I knew he wouldn't leave me alone because he loves me truly, ' she thought. Her plan had been successful.