Holding her forehead, Myra shook her head and said, "Nothing... I'm a little tired." It was so difficult to talk to the big boss.
"Then I'll take you to rest, Miss An."
"Is it still a long time before your Mr. Kian leaves?"
"There are too many guests. Mr. Kian will have to handle till very late today. I will find a place for you to rest first. After Mr. Kian finishes, he will come to you."
In fact, Myra wanted to go back, but she was thinking about Kian. Besides, he asked her to wait for him tonight.
So she nodded and stood up. "Okay, please take me to rest."
Darren was walking silently beside Myra. Myra
aggered to the French window. With his hands on the glass, his whole body was tense. He looked out of the window and no one knew what he was thinking.
In the end, Lydia had no choice but to hang his coat first, and then poured him a glass of water. She walked slowly behind him and handed it to him.
"Brother Archer, drink some water."
Archer shook his head and said, "I'm not drunk."
He was not drunk. He wanted to get drunk, but he didn't get drunk even if he drank so much.
Lydia put down the glass with embarrass.
She walked behind Archer again and said softly, "Brother Archer... Do you still love me?"