Chapter 888

Back when she was still living with him, they had a similar conversation.

Back then, her answer was…

“Yes. Of course, I like you!” Grace grinned. It was a drunken grin, but her answer was the same as before.

‘Is she behaving like when we were together because she’s drunk? Back then, she was my Sis and I was her Jason!’

“Will you be my Sis if I’m good?”

‘Be my Sis. Stay with me.

‘Even though I can’t give you love, I can give you something else.

‘I can fulfill your dreams and your ambitions for you. I can make those who despise you bow before you, and I can get you to the top of the social hierarchy.

‘As long as… you stay with me!’

Maybe this was the only way to make him feel less guilty.

“Sure, but… I’ve always been your Sis.

Jason, don’t worry, I’ll… protect you. I’ll protect you…” she muttered.

As she spoke, her eyelids began to droop, and her voice became lower and lower. Finally, she tilted her head and fell asleep.

He gently helped her to lie down. Then, he helped her with the thin quilt and raised his hand to stroke her messy hair.

“If you really want to protect me, then stay with me. That way, I won’t be hurt…”

he murmured. The palm of his left hand was slowly pressed against his heart.

He thought that as long as he stopped loving her, she would not be able to control his emotions and he could control his life.

However, it turned out that… he could not bear her leaving his side!

He wanted to keep her by his side and look at her all the time.

He would not love her, but… he wanted to see her!

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Hadwin Stephenson looked at Lina who was in such a drunken state that he dismissed the idea of sending her back to her home.

At the very least, he should make her drink some soup for her hangover later and wait until she was sober enough before taking her home.

Besides, he would have to get rid of the vest she was clutching.

Hadwin Stephenson glanced at the vest with resentment as he thought of this.

He had never seen her clutch his clothes that dearly!

Now, she was so enthusiastic about grabbing another man’s clothes.

Hadwin Stephenson drove the car to his mansion and brought Lina in.

“Make a bowl of soup for her hangover,” Hadwin Stephenson ordered the servant.

“Yes,” answered the servant. However, before leaving, her curious eyes caught a glimpse of Lina’s reddened cheeks and the vest she was clutching.

‘Young Master Stephenson doesn’t look quite right. Could it be that Miss Sweeney has done something?’

The servant had been working there for more than a year. Young Master Stephenson had always put on a poker face and no one could see through him.

However, it was only with Miss Sweeney that Young Master Stephenson seemed to break his composure.

Anyone could see through him at a