Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change? novel Chapter 923

"Jack…"

Emily eyed him skeptically, "You're faking it, aren't you?"

She frowned, struggling to free herself, "I won't fall for it!"

"Uh…"

Unexpectedly, Jack was easily pushed away by her, losing his balance and stumbling backward, knocking over a few chairs in the process. The noise was followed by him crashing to the ground.

"Jack!"

Emily was shocked, not expecting such an outcome, and hurried over, crouching down to grab his arm.

"Are you okay?"

"Heh."

Leaning against the leg of a chair, Jack shook his head with a laugh, "I'm fine… If you're mad, just take it out on me, but don't ignore me."

What nonsense is he talking?

Emily nodded, somewhat dismissively, "Alright, get up!"

She didn't have enough strength, and glanced at Naomi, "Come give me a hand!"

"Sure!"

"Don't! Not you!"

But as soon as Naomi approached, Jack flinched away, firmly grasping Emily.

"Emily, you hold me. Will you help me up?"

Emily: …

Alright, she believed him; he was definitely drunk.

"Fine!" Emily gritted her teeth, "But you've got to help, too. You're so heavy…"

"Oh."

Finally getting him up from the ground, Emily was panting, a fine sweat breaking out on her forehead.

Jack leaned on her shoulder, half his body weight on her.

Mumbling, "Emily, my head hurts… so bad… I wanna sleep, let me sleep."

"Where's Charles?" Emily asked, annoyed, "Your bodyguard, where is he?"

Jack shook his head, "Don't know, don't want them…"

He was definitely taking her for granted.

Emily, irritated to the point of gnashing her teeth, said, "Then let's go! Back to sleep!"

After finally getting him back to his hotel room, Emily pushed him, sending him sprawling onto the bed.

"Ah…"

Gasping for air, she glared at the man on the bed, "You're really heavy! What are you made of, iron?"