Chapter 171
Bogus Billionaire
After more than half an hour, Caroline finally arrived at the bar Sean had told her to come to When she saw the flowing traffic surrounding the place, she started feeling deeply suspicious Wasnât this a busy main road? Why couldnât they get an Uber?
Caroline didnât think more about it. She quickly found Sean waving at her. âOver here!â
She walked rapidly over Not far off, Kirk was leaning against a pole.
In the dim light of the night, Caroline couldnât see his features clearly.
Only when she got closer did she see that Kirkâs eyes were slightly closed His forehead was scrunched up, and he looked as if he were in pain. The smell of alcohol surrounded him.
It seemed that Kirk must have drunk a lot.
âKirk Caroline patted Kirkâs cheeks Kirk opened his eyes, his red eyes meeting Carolineâs gaze all of a sudden.
Caroline shuddered violently. It was as if she were looking at a hurt kitten. Her movements became gentler. âLetâs go home.â
Kirk stood without moving.
Caroline went to pull him along, but it seemed as though his body was boneless. He slumped. against her shoulder.
Holding Kirk up by his chest, Caroline tried to shove him away. But Kirk was built like a wall.
There was no way to push him off.
Caroline could only hold his waist and drag him into the car.
Sean watched the way Kirk swayed and stumbled. He mocked Kirk mentally, thinking, âWhat a great actor.â
His gaze shifted to Carolineâs car and the space in front and behind it. However, he couldnât find a second car that had come with Carolineâs.
His heart chilled. He took a few steps toward her car. Sounding casual, he asked, âDid you come alone?â
Caroline had finally shoved Kirk into the car. She straightened, a bead of sweat hanging from the tip of her nose. âNo. The person whoâs picking you up is almost here.â
A newfound hope flared in Seanâs heart. He said with a warm smile, âSorry for troubling you.â
âItâs no trouble. The moment she said this, a car drove over. She smiled âHere we go â
Sean followed Carolineâs line of sight. When he saw the car slowly coming over, he felt excited.
However, when the car stopped and Sean saw a man sitting inside, he was instantly disappointed âNot Gwen?â he blurted out. He regretted saying that immediately.
Luckily, Caroline didnât think too much about it.
She explained, âOh, the company arranged a new driver for me. This is Mr. Jack. Gwen said sheâs not free, so I could only ask him to help. Whatâs up? Is there a problem?â
Seanâs scholarly features twisted up for a second âNo, thank you.
Caroline frowned Why did Sean sound like he was gritting his teeth?
âThen Iâm going home now.â
Caroline got into the car and started it. She left the bar.
During the whole trip, Kirk behaved perfectly. When she drove into the garage, Caroline felt her tensed nerves finally relax.
She opened the back door and patted Kirkâs cheek. âWeâre here. Get out of the car.â
Kirk had curled into a ball. He seemed just like a cat. When he heard Caroline, he slowly opened his eyes. They were still red, and when Caroline saw them again, her heart ached.
Just as she turned away, Kirk suddenly hugged her tightly around the waist.
She could only look back at Kirk. âWeâre home.â
Kirk rubbed his cheek against Caroline. His drunken voice was deep. âI donât ⦠go homeâ¦â
Kirk was built like a mountain. He didnât budge even though Caroline pushed him. She could only bend down to look into Kirkâs in his eyes.
Using a tone as though she were coaxing a child, she said softly, âWhy donât you want to go home?â
âMy wife wonât talk to me.â
Caroline asked, âWhy wonât she talk to you?â
âBecause I made a mistake.â
Caroline silently straightened.
Seemingly afraid that she would leave, Kirk wound an arm around her waist. He rubbed his head against Carolineâs stomach. He really was acting like an affectionate cat.
Caroline put a hand on Kirkâs shoulder Her heart melted.
Caroline bit her lip and said softly, âGo home Sheâll talk to you now.â
Really? Kirk looked up. The hard lines of his face were a sharp contrast to the hurt in his eyes Caroline nodded silently. She reached out a hand. Come on, letâs go home.â
Kirk took Carolineâs fair hand and pulled her into his embrace He brazenly inhaled her womanly scent.
Caroline got a shock. She said in warning, âKirkâ¦â
Kirk flipped them both over and pressed Caroline below him.
After some time, Caroline slept deeply. She could sense someone carrying her to bed and softly wiping down her body.
The next morning, Caroline opened her eyes to find herself lying in the bed of the master bedroom. Kirk was beside her. His clothes were a mess, and his body was littered with numerous scratch marks.
Caroline remembered what happened last night in an instant. Heat filled her face, spreading all the way to her toes.
She quickly shot up from bed and clumsily grabbed her clothes. She ran back to the guest room.
In the mirror, she found hickeys all over herself. She really regretted going to pick up Kirk last night.
Luckily, Kirk would forget what happened when he was drunk. Otherwise, she really didnât know how she would face him.
With her heart in a mess, Caroline took a hot shower. She went downstairs after changing.
Kirk had already set the table with the breakfast he had bought. Who knew when heâd even woken up?
âItâs time for breakfast,â Kirk called out to Caroline.
Caroline assented, her neck turning red.
Kirk seemed to have forgotten everything.
She picked up her cutlery and dug into the breakfast elegantly.
Caroline finally relaxed.
Suddenly, Kirk looked over at her and asked seriously, âDid I get drunk last night?â
Mmmmm, Caronne said before quickly ducking her bead even more.
Did I do anything then?â
âNo Kirk quickly smiled.
âWhat about you?â
Caroline raised her head to look at Kirk. Her breathing was ragged. âWhat could I have done when you were drunk?â
Kirk was smiling brightly. He rolled up his sleeves, showing his wrist. There was a clear bite mark there.
âThen why do I have this on me?â
He sounded innocent and pitiful.
It was as if Caroline was the scumbag here.
Caroline felt her mind racing. Her face was thoroughly red. âHâhow should I know?â
âThis one⦠You donât know either?â His voice was filled with confusion.
The red scratch mark on his abdomen was a clear and annoying sight.
Carolineâs face was burning. âIâIâm going to work!â
After saying that, Caroline ran off.
Watching her go, Kirk put his hands behind his head. He was in such a great mood.