Lorcan George never believed in the idea of drunkenness, but yesterday, it hit him in the face.


    Lorcan George was sitting on the bed with Shireen Miller, they were both covered in nkets, revealing two bare arms, up to their corbones, and it looked like an eye candy.


    But they didn’t think so, they didn’t know that yesterday they were just crying to each other about their unhappiness these days and it turned into a physical exchange.


    He remembers the heat of yesterday, and Shireen Miller’s flushed face, her eyes closed, her eyshes as curly as nche Capra’s, shing every now and then.


    And Shireen Miller remembers the warm sniffles that wandered around her neck and even all over her body, remembers his auburn hair, remembers that he was well-muscled, remembers his low growl.


    And a memory the two shared-they had actually slept togetherst night.


    From the moment they woke up until they sat up, the two hadn’t spoken, hadn’t even looked at each other, and were so rusty that it was hard to imagine they had spent such a passionate nightst night.


    But the mess of clothes and empty wine bottles on the floor and their feelings confirmed everything.


    Someone had to break the ice, and Lorcan George, being the master of this room, took the initiative to open up anyway, “We seemed to get highst night …”


    “Yeah! I… I didn’t realize how it got to this point.” Shireen Miller stumbled over her words, all given to shock.


    How were they going to define yesterday’s craziness as just drunkenness?


    Or were they just a one night stand, and then there was thefort Lorcan George gave Shireen Miller.


    Either way, it sounded bad.


    Lorcan George knew there had to be a lot of alcohol to me, otherwise there was no way he would have been able to hold it together that easily; he’d spent over a decade of stoicism at nche Capra’s side, and had long ago honed his ridiculous stamina.


    But that hug, he remembered it well, was from the bottom of his heart, he wanted tofort her that way, his heart ached for her.


    Shireen Miller gave him a good line, “You probably think I’m nche Capra, don’t you? I’m kind of simr in stature to her, and I, well, mistook you for York Charlie.” It was a good excuse.


    Lorcan George didn’t know how grateful he was to Shireen Miller in his heart, and while he breathed a sigh of relief, he hurriedly responded, “Yeah, maybe.”


    He also secretly pondered a little while, nche Capra and Shireen Miller are a little bit simr, but their personalities arepletely different, nche Capra wouldn’t be able to pour out her sorrows in front of him after drinking, she builds a high wall and doesn’t allow anyone to see her sorrows.


    Shireen Miller, by contrast, was much more understanding, having had her fair share of lessons in society, but in the end she was still a spoiled youngdy from a very young age.


    Lorcan George got out of bed first and put on his pants , he got up, “I’m going to take a shower, in the meantime why don’t you get some rest.”


    “Good.”


    It was surprisingly harmonious.


    And at that moment, downstairs nche Capra herself made a visit to the door, her face was like a passport, the servants didn’t even need to ask Lorcan George’s permission to open the door for her.


    nche Capra was wearing makeup today, a silver and white waist-length dress with a wool tunic and apricot-colored chunky-heeled boots, she wore white leather gloves wrapped in ayer of whitece, and she had her hair permed in curls and pushed to the side to entuate her features.


    Dressed like this, she looked like she had something important to say to Lorcan George.


    nche Capra didn’t even need to say anything, the maid pointed upstairs, “Young Master George is still sleeping, you can just go up and call him, I’m sure he’ll be very happy to see you here.”


    It’s amazing that the maid forgot about Shireen Millerst night.


    By the time she remembered, nche Capra was standing in the doorway and she knocked.


    Lorcan George, who was just about to take a bath at this moment and thought it was the maid, opened the door impatiently, “Who’s-”


    nche Capra?


    nche Capra looked calmly at the half-naked Lorcan George, wondering why he looked so flustered at the sight of her.


    And stuttered over his words.


    “nche.”


    Shireen Miller in the room was also shocked to hear that nche Capra was outside, and I don’t know if it was shyness or what, but her first instinct was to cover her head with the covers to keep her out of sight.


    The rustling noise did get nche Capra’s attention, and it turned out to be someone in the room.


    No wonder Lorcan George was embarrassed then.


    “What did you want to see me about?” Lorcan George did his best to shield his behind with his body, he couldn’t even look at nche Capra now, he always felt a bit of a thief.


    nche Capra smiled slightly, “I do have something, but are you sure you want to maintain this image of being topless and with your hair a mess?”


    Lorcan George, even more embarrassed by her flirtation, hurriedly agreed, “Give me ten minutes, I’ll be down soon, you go ahead and sit downstairs, and the maids are at your disposal.”


    “Got it.”


    Seeing that nche Capra’s demeanor did not change, Lorcan George thought he had seeded.


    Yet just in the gap he revealed as he turned around, nche Capra inadvertently caught a glimpse of Shireen Miller’s clothing-her overalls.


    She blinked and looked down with an intent smile.


    Finally waiting for Lorcan George toe down, nche Capra teased him, “Saying ten minutes and making me wait half an hour.”


    “Sorry.”


    “Hey, I was just flirting, no need to apologize specifically.” nche Capra looks at him like he’s done something wrong and doesn’t say anything through.


    Lorcan George poured her hot tea, “Did youe to see me about something?”


    “I’ll be straight with you, I’d like you to help me find York Charlie together, I’m not strong enough on my own, you have a wider circle.” nche Capra went straight to the point.


    She would do anything she was asked to do as long as it would add a glimmer of hope a strength.


    Lorcan George agreed readily, but he was also a bit confused, “I thought York Charlie fell into the sea? My social circle doesn’t seem to be much help.”


    “Well, but I always thought he must be somewhere in the country by now, avoiding me and refusing to see me just the same, and I’m no fool, there’s no way a man could be in the sea for nearly a month and still be alive.” nche Capra spoke of York Charlie with a subdued look that was squeezed away and reced by a despondent one.


    She was so beautiful and endearing this way.


    Too bad she wasn’t for him, she was someone else’s.


    Lorcan George blinked as he looked away from her to look at the window behind her, the cold wind raging outside.


    “I know, it’s a favor I’m sure I’ll do for you, but I’m not sure I can be of any use.”


    nche Capra shook her head, “That’s more than enough, thank you.”


    “Well, but what happened with you and York Charlie again? Why is he avoiding you.”


    “It’s just a guess on my part.” She really had nothing to look forward to if she didn’t think so, “I did have some misunderstandings with him, but this time, I won’t be like I was before.”


    This time, it was her turn to find him, grabbing his hand and not letting go.This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    Even if he broke away, she would still hold it without any trouble.


    It was promised that they wouldn’t be separated again, and she didn’t want that vow to be unfulfilled by both parties in the end; she was going to keep waiting, keep searching, and one day, York Charlie woulde back to her.


    Everyone else must have thought that nche Capra was suffering from hypochondria, but Lorcan George understood, he knew the depth of love in her eyes.


    That was the same way he had once gazed at her.