Chapter: 1115
�Do you need some help?� Elijah looked at Stefan through the rearview mirror, noticing his �difficult situation�.
The drunk woman had wrapped her arms and legs around Stefan like a koala, her head nuzzled against his chest.
�It�s fine,� Stefan replied coldly. �Your work here is done.�
�Alright, you take care then.� Elijah didn�t want to be the third wheel, and slowly exited the car. Before closing the car door, he stared at Stefan sympathetically and said, �I hope your back will be okay tomorrow.�
Stefan shot him an infuriated glare. �Get lost, will you?!�
Elijah stared at him innocently. �Mr. Hunt, don�t misunderstand, I�m genuinely worried that you might strain your back!� Elijah knew that Stefan would definitely injure his back if he allowed this �koala� to maintain the same position the whole night.
It was also only after Elijah left that Stefan realized what he meant. He tried multiple times to get out of the car, only to find Renee hugging him tighter.
�Wake up, let me get out of the car first. I�ll carry you to the room and you can keep sleeping there,� he mumbled and tried pulling her arms off of his neck, only to be slapped across the face.
�Don�t move, I want to sleep!� The woman pouted.
�If you keep moving, I�ll have to sell you��
�Damn you, woman!� Stefan groaned, his face burning from the slap. Worried that he might get slapped again, he quickly straightened his posture and stopped moving.
Renee smiled with satisfaction. �Now, that�s a good boy! I knew you�d treat me well. You�re a million times better than my trashy ex-husband��
�Ugh, she�s doing it again!�
Stefan was enraged but helpless at the same time. �How long have you known him? You haven�t even seen his face, so why are you so attached to him?What�s so good about that man?�
�He has lots of good qualities!� Renee protested drowsily.
�Like what?�
�He�d cook for me! Every day, no matter how tired I am from work, seeing a warm meal specially prepared for me just melts my heart��
�Anyone can cook � all you need is cooking classes.�
�Yeah, millions of people can cook, but Mr. Q is special. He�s one in a million. My trashy ex-husband could never replace him.�
�Have you ever thought of the possibility that� they�re the same person? In that case, there�s no need to replace anyone at all.� When Stefan revealed this information, he quickly regretted it. JrNovels.com
The drunk woman had wrapped her arms and legs around Stefan like a koala, her head nuzzled against his chest.
�It�s fine,� Stefan replied coldly. �Your work here is done.�
�Alright, you take care then.� Elijah didn�t want to be the third wheel, and slowly exited the car. Before closing the car door, he stared at Stefan sympathetically and said, �I hope your back will be okay tomorrow.�
Stefan shot him an infuriated glare. �Get lost, will you?!�
Elijah stared at him innocently. �Mr. Hunt, don�t misunderstand, I�m genuinely worried that you might strain your back!� Elijah knew that Stefan would definitely injure his back if he allowed this �koala� to maintain the same position the whole night.
It was also only after Elijah left that Stefan realized what he meant. He tried multiple times to get out of the car, only to find Renee hugging him tighter.
�Wake up, let me get out of the car first. I�ll carry you to the room and you can keep sleeping there,� he mumbled and tried pulling her arms off of his neck, only to be slapped across the face.
�Don�t move, I want to sleep!� The woman pouted.
�If you keep moving, I�ll have to sell you��
�Damn you, woman!� Stefan groaned, his face burning from the slap. Worried that he might get slapped again, he quickly straightened his posture and stopped moving.
Renee smiled with satisfaction. �Now, that�s a good boy! I knew you�d treat me well. You�re a million times better than my trashy ex-husband��
�Ugh, she�s doing it again!�
Stefan was enraged but helpless at the same time. �How long have you known him? You haven�t even seen his face, so why are you so attached to him?What�s so good about that man?�
�He has lots of good qualities!� Renee protested drowsily.
�Like what?�
�He�d cook for me! Every day, no matter how tired I am from work, seeing a warm meal specially prepared for me just melts my heart��
�Anyone can cook � all you need is cooking classes.�
�Yeah, millions of people can cook, but Mr. Q is special. He�s one in a million. My trashy ex-husband could never replace him.�
�Have you ever thought of the possibility that� they�re the same person? In that case, there�s no need to replace anyone at all.� When Stefan revealed this information, he quickly regretted it. JrNovels.com
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