Reclaiming the CEO's Heart

Chapter 21 Drunken Confession

Chapter 21 Drunken Confession

The long-lost term of endearment echoed in the air. Avery was spellbound and kept her posture.

She wondered how much he had drunk that made him habitually pull Avery into his arms, as if nothing

had happened between them.

The familiar warmth of his embrace blew Avery's mind. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

She tried to maintain her senses and push him away, but Jacob took her hand and kissed it gently.

His warm lips brushed against the back of her hand, and he murmured, "Honey, where have you been?

I've been looking for you."

Avery couldn't hold back her tears anymore. It seemed that all the tears in her life had dried up over the

past year.

Suppressing her sadness, she asked, "Didn't you push me away yourself?"

"Nonsense." Jacob held her even tighter, planting a drunken kiss on her earlobe. "You're the love of my

life. How could I bear to push you away?"

Avery pushed him away and said, "Jacob, take a good look at who I am."

The room was dark, with the curtains undrawn. The dim light from the courtyard landed on her face,

and Jacob saw glistening tears in her eyes.

"Honey, are you half asleep?"

He bent over to kiss away her tears and murmured, "Avy, don't cry. If anyone bullies you, I will beat him

up."

Although his words were childish, they made Avery cry even more bitterly. She didn't know how much

she had drunk to become like this.

Normally, he never forgot the grudge or said such childish words to her.

Avery buried her head in his chest, sniffing and trembling. "Jacob, what would you do if I died?"

"Knock it off. How could you die?"

"No one can escape it."

"I'd follow you to the netherworld."

Avery tightly gripped his shirt and smiled bitterly. "You're talking nonsense. In my opinion, you will set

off fireworks and marry someone else as soon as I die."

Her words displeased Jacob, and he quickly propped himself up, putting her hand on his chest. With no

fabric obstructing the touch, his firm yet elastic skin pressed against her palm.

His heart was thumping like a drum.

From above her head, Jacob spoke seriously in his drunken state.

"Do you hear it? My heart beats for you. If you die, it will die with you."

With tears in her eyes, Avery nodded. "Yes, I do."

His hand slowly descended to her waist, startling Avery, and then he bore down on her.

Reeking of alcohol, he snuggled up to her. Even his usual coldness was gone.

"Avy, let's have a child."

A child...

Tears streamed down her face.

Sensing her trembling body, Jacob panicked and hastily wiped away her tears. "Avy, don't cry. Forget it,

I don't want it anymore. I only want you to be well, so please don't cry."

He held her tightly in his arms, feeling Avery's tremors, but he patiently comforted her.

Avery clung tightly to his clothes, resting her head against his chest. Her tears wetted his shirt as she

murmured his name, "Jacob, Jacob..."