My Fair Stunner

Chapter 382 You Don't Like Me, Do You

Chapter 382 You Don't Like Me, Do You?

Feeling her breath on his ear as she whispered, Abbot clenched his teeth and squeezed Rebecca's

arm unconsciously.

Rebecca hissed in pain and leaned backward.

Abbot gazed down at her with an intense feeling in his eyes.

After quite a while, he said through his clenched teeth, "Rebecca."

"Did you get pissed?" Rebecca asked smilingly, raising an eyebrow.

For a moment, Abbot had the doubt that Rebecca was playing drunk. He took a deep breath and

looked at Rebecca face to face.

Rebecca looked at him indifferently. When Abbot was on the verge of anger, Rebecca tilted her head,

whistling to Abbot frivolously.

Seeing that, both Abbot and his assistant remained silent.

At last, Abbot threw Rebecca into the car.

"Mr. Carter, you..." The assistant watched this, dumbfounded.

"Get in the car," Abbot ordered.

The assistant sat into the driving seat quickly.

The car was driving slowly on the road. Abbot breathed deeply, leaning against the window, feeling

drumming in his temples.

Rebecca sat next to him, mumbling. "Mr. Carter, spring is coming. What flowers do you like?"

Following his principle of not blaming drunkards, Abbot said, poker-faced, "Lily."

Rebecca smiled. "Guess what flowers I like."

"Forget it. I don't want to know."

Ignoring what he said, Rebecca continued, "I like gold and silver flowers."

Abbot was speechless.

Seeming to be satisfied with what she said, Rebecca fell back into her seat, content.

As Rebecca stopped talking, there was silence in the car. She lolled back in her seat, her eyelids falling

heavy, and finally fell asleep.

Hearing her steady breathing, Abbot felt relieved.

The assistant saw Abbot's facial expression in the rear-view mirror and asked carefully, "Mr. Carter, are

we sending Ms. Black home first?"

"Hmm," Abbot said without emotion.

On the rest of the way, there was all silence in the car.

About 40 minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of the community Rebecca lived.

Abbot nudged her. "Here we are."

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Abbot gave her a nudge again. "Rebecca."

However, Rebecca just stirred, turning her head to the other side.

The assistant saw that in the rear-view mirror and said after a cough. "Mr. Carter, do you know which

building Ms. Black lives in?"

Abbot lifted one eyelid and said honestly, "I don't know."

"O... OK," the assistant said no more, thinking, "Then what are we gonna do? Since we don't know

which building she lives in, we have to wait for her to wake up."

Abbot sat in the car for half an hour until Rebecca fell into a deep sleep and even started to talk in her

sleep. Abbot turned around his neck and head and said, "Drive."

The assistant turned to look at him. "Mr. Carter, where will we go?"

After what happened that night, Abbot didn't dare to take Rebecca home anymore. He looked at

Rebecca's face and a faint flush suffused his face. "Find a hotel and drop her off."

"A nice hotel without any acquaintances."

The assistant thought, "That is difficult."

After all, Abbot ran a real estate business. In Cocanel, owners of many good hotels were acquainted

with Abbot.

After driving around downtown for two hours, the assistant had to drive to the suburbs.

Having pulled the car in front of a hotel, the assistant got off to open the door for Abbot. "Mr. Carter,

although the hotel is remote, its environment is good. "

Abbot had drunk a bit tonight and was sleepy at this hour. He took out his passport and handed it to the

assistant. "Go to open a room."

The assistant thought he had misheard him and asked, "Just one room?"

Abbot loosened his tie when he said, "One room for her. I'll go home."

"Got it," the assistant said.

He took the passport and entered the hotel.

Abbot and Rebecca were left in the car.

After a few seconds of intense internal conflict, Abbot turned to stare at Rebecca.

Thinking of his inexplicable feeling of anxiety for these days, he extended his hand and pinched the

corner of Rebecca's mouth. "It's all your fault," he whispered.

At the moment, Rebecca opened her eyes.

As their eyes met, Abbot's heart skipped a beat.

Abbot was not sure whether Rebecca was awake and heard her mumble, "You don't like me, do you?"

Her eyes were half open.

Hearing that, Abbot almost stopped breathing.

"You must think it over and grab the chance. If you don't grab it..." Rebecca burped in the middle of a

word.

"Then what?" Abbot asked nervously.

"Then I'll give you another chance."