Chapter 229 You Are The Only One I Have Ever Seen

But Carlos didn't say anything. He opened the car door and sat on it, holding her white hand.

She sat there, neither fighting nor saying anything. She looked like a docile cat, so quiet that no one could feel her existence.

"Celia, it's a little far from the Tang Clan. Why don't you take a rest in the car first? You'll be there after you wake up."

It seemed that she didn't want to stay at home tonight. Carlos had no idea what to do.

But now she was in such a state, he was worried about her safety.

At the same time, Carlos took out his phone and dialed Dylan's number, but it was not connected. So he texted.

He regretted that he had to bring Celia there.

At first, Celia did not feel sleepy. But as the car started, gradually her body was unwittingly held by a man.

Carlos gently touched her cheek in the darkness and left a kiss on her cheek.

The driver drove the car on the street of Jin city. Carlos held Celia tightly in his arms, showing no sign of waking up.

When they were about to arrive at Tang Clan, Carlos' cell phone rang. It was not a phone call. It was a message.

"If you don't want my uncle Paul Tang to see your wife, you'd better not come."

The short sentence was from Dylan.

Carlos frowned. He knew what he meant.

Celia was the younger sister of the woman that Paul Tang had fallen in love with. Her elder sister had died. Now seeing her younger sister, especially the two of them looked so much alike...

"Turn around."

Suddenly, Carlos said to the man who was driving.

"What?"

The driver, who was driving, was stunned for a moment. When he saw the handsome face of the man behind through the rearview mirror, he reacted and quickly turned the car around.

Carlos didn't know how long he had been driving on the road. Then Celia rubbed herself in his arms and seemed to wake up.

Celia didn't have a good rest the whole day. All her attention was focused on the photos she saw in the afternoon.

Raising her head from Carlos' arms, she saw the scenery outside. Why did she go back?

"Where are you taking me, Carlos?"

"Go home."

Celia's mind came to senses all of a sudden. "Didn't you promise me that you would never go back on your word?"

"We'll go tomorrow!"

"You are lying!"

Carlos didn't know how to explain it to her. He didn't want her to meet a man who might covet her? And that man was his friend?

"I want to get off."

d disappearing.

She lowered her head and glanced at Carlos. He didn't forget to put his hand into her pajama. She felt embarrassed.

She pushed his hand away, stood up, poured herself a glass of water, and drank some before she put it down.

The moment she put down the teacup, she saw the person who was having a nightmare in bed. She turned around and went to the bathroom to get a dry towel.

The wound on her foot was healing, but it was inconvenient for her to walk.

She walked slowly and sat directly next to Carlos.

In the dim light, she bent over and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

She put the towel aside when she saw that his expression had gradually softened during his sleep.

Before she went back to the quilt, she didn't forget to lower the corner of the quilt for him.

It never occurred to her that it was such a kind gesture that she was held tightly by the person in her sleep.

Her waist was suddenly clasped by his arm. She was startled.

She wanted to struggle, but she felt that someone pressed over her, and the suffocating hot kiss almost drowned her.

They had kissed so many times, but they had never been as drunk as now, and it was a kiss in a nightmare, so sentimental without any skills.

On the contrary, such a pure kiss made Celia can't stand his wild and strong style.

Her lips were bit a little bit painful. She wanted to avoid, completely unable to.

As she struggled fiercely, she suddenly heard the man who was holding her whispering in her ear, "Sally."

"Sally, stay away from me."

Sally?

Lying under him, Celia's face turned pale.