Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Chapter 127

Oliver didn't drive into the underground garage, wanting to spend just a few more moments with Josefina.

Josefina's eyelids fluttered open to find herself still in the car. She was draped in Oliver's jacket, which carried his crisp, fresh scent – it was intoxicatingly pleasant. Handing the jacket back to him, Josefina said, "I'm home now."

"Yeah," Oliver replied, his voice gentle. "You were sleeping so peacefully. I didn't have the heart to wake you."

Josefina looked outside the window and, sure enough, they were parked right in front of her house. "Thanks for the ride, Oliver. I'm gonna head inside. You should get some rest too."

Unbuckling her seatbelt, she attempted to step out of the car, but her legs betrayed her, and she stumbled forward. In a clumsy ballet, she fell straight into Oliver's arms.

He got out of the car early to help Josefina open the door, only to see her tumbling into his embrace. Instinctively, Josefina clung to Oliver's neck while he wrapped his arms around her slender waist, which felt as delicate as a willow in the wind.

The Harrison clan happened to come out at just that moment, catching the intimate scene. Lena too caught sight of Oliver, normally so aloof, with his arms around Josefina's waist.

"Josie," Hattie's voice cut through the air.

Josefina steadied herself, gently pushing Oliver away. She had slept too long in the car and her legs had gone numb, leading to her unsteady stance.

Quickly moving to Hattie's side, Josefina forced an embarrassed smile, "Just a bit of leg weakness."

"Did you twist your ankle? I'll call our family doctor to take a look," Hattie suggested.

"Maybe a trip to the hospital would be better. A sprain can take a while to heal," Garrett chimed in. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

"Josie, let's get it checked out at the hospital," urged Calix.

"It's okay, really. I just fell asleep in the car and lost my balance getting out," Josefina reassured them.

"Josie, have you had dinner? We were about to send some food over after hearing you were back," Grandpa Robert inquired. They were holding three takeout boxes, seemingly ready to go out.

A warm feeling washed over Josefina's heart. Breaking into a grateful smile, she said, "Thanks, but I've already eaten."

Oliver approached, his figure cutting through the thick night. His face, haloed in the glow of the porch light, seemed even more enigmatic.

Lena glanced at him before quickly averting her gaze, unable to hide her admiration.

Grandpa Robert looked at Oliver approvingly. "Oliver, thank you for bringing Josie home. It's getting late. I won't keep you for tea," he said, mainly because he saw the fatigue in Josefina's eyes. If Josie was tired, he wouldn't hold Oliver up.

Oliver nodded, "No trouble at all, Grandpa Robert. I was glad to drive Josie home. I'll head off now. Josie, get some rest soon." He got back into his car and drove away from the Harrison residence.

Josefina hopped onto a golf cart. The family estate was so vast that walking to the main gate was a trek in itself. She passed through a serene path, circled a tranquil pond, strolled through an enchanting garden, and finally arrived at her residence.

"Josie, head on up and get some sleep. I'll ask the kitchen to whip up some nourishing food. Eat up tomorrow; you need to put on some weight. I'll pick up some nourishment for you tomorrow," Hattie said with concern.

"I've got some ginseng that my mentor sent over. Let's all have some," Josefina offered.

"No need, darling. Keep your mentor's gifts for yourself," Hattie insisted, not wanting to take what was meant for Josefina.

Too tired to chat, Josefina yearned for a refreshing shower and a return to her designs. "I'm gonna head up then."

She stepped into the elevator, and her family dispersed to their respective rooms for the night.

...

After a shower, Josefina sat with a towel turban around her head and booted up her computer. A video call from Oliver popped up. After a moment of contemplation, she decided to answer.