Chapter <b>95 </b>
Jameson didit’t <b>seem </b><b>to </b><b>worry </b>at all <b>“</b><b>Don’t </b><b>worry </b>about <b>my </b><b>mom</b>. <b>She’s </b>already led <b>up </b>with <b>Ruth </b>If I <b>divores </b><b>her </b>thet niet de fo <b>Shermaine</b><b>, </b><b>they’ll </b>have to ept it, Jason is their brother.”
With that, Natalie didn’t press further. Since Jameson had promised to make her his wife, she would surely ascend to <b>that </b>position in do
By then, Jason would officially be the third son of the Jean family. His humiliating past would be erased.
Still, Ross and Shermaine were not to be underestimated. Though Natalie wasn’t at the party tonight, she knew every detail <b>about </b><b>Shermaine </b>engagement party.
Now that Shermaine had totally outmaneuvered Wendelyn, she was not just Joshua’s future wife, she had also be a real favorite in <b>the </b>lean <b>family </b>
Janice might favor her, but she also got a highly capable brother watching her back. If Natalie ever joined the Jiang farmity<b>, </b>she knew she had <b>to </b><b>tread </b>very carefully around Shermaine.
Meanwhile, a car pulled up at Riverswood Vi.
Joshua carefully lifted the sleeping Shermaine from the car, carried her through the quiet courtyard, and brought her straight upstairs. Gently <b>settling </b>her onto the bed, he tucked the covers around her.
It waste, and the housekeeper wasn’t around, so there was no way to change Shermaine’s dress. ‘But would sleeping with makeup on be <b>bad </b>for her skin?‘ he wondered.
After a moment’s thought, Joshua went to the dressing table. Among the assorted bottles and jars, he found the makeup remover and cotton pads. Sitting by the bed, he gently removed her makeup. With that done, he quietly closed the door and left.
The next morning, Shermaine slept in until 9 a.m.
Her head was pounding fromst night’s hangover.
Shermaine got up and drew the curtains. Across the street, rooftops were nketed in glistening white snow<b>, </b>and the trees too, their <b>branches </b>bent under the heavy weight.
This winter scene should’ve lifted her spirits. But with her annoyingly sharp memory reying every embarrassing thing she’d donest <b>night</b><b>, </b><b>she </b>just couldn’t bring herself to enjoy it.
God, she had no idea she’d act like that when she was drunk. If she had known, she never would have indulged so much.
And to make things worse, Ross was clearly trying to take her homest night, but she actually turned him down and insisted on having Joshua instead<b>. </b>
Shermaine knew she was looks–obsessed, but she never realized it was this bad. Worse yet, she actually lifted her dress right in front of him–<b>and </b><b>as </b><b>if </b>that wasn’t enough, she even ‘generously‘ forced Joshya to drink her half–finished yogurt.
Thinking back, the whole ordeal was so cringeworthy that she was starting to question her own sanity.
Last night’s scenes kept reying in her mind like a movie on repeat. Shermaine’s headache intensified. Rubbing her throbbing temples<b>, </b>she grabbed some clothes and headed to the bathroom.
She was still in the same clothes, but her makeup waspletely gone.
“Must’ve been Joshua’s doing,” she thought.
After freshening up and changing her clothes, Shermaine headed downstairs, hoping to find some breakfast. <b>To </b>her <b>surprise</b><b>, </b><b>as </b><b>su </b>she saw Joshua lounging on the sofa in casual clothes. He hadn’t gone to work today.
<b>as </b><b>she </b><b>came </b><b>down</b><b>, </b>
<b>Hearing </b><b>the </b><b>noise</b><b>, </b><b>Joshua </b>turned around and <b>saw </b>Shermaine standing <b>there </b><b>with </b><b>a </b>face full of regret. He figured the fons <b>night</b><b>, </b><b>but</b><b>, </b><b>being </b><b>the </b>gentleman he was, he <b>didn’t </b><b>bring </b>it <b>up</b>.
<b>Instead</b><b>, </b>he asked<b>, </b><b>“</b><b>I </b>made some soup<b>; </b><b>it’s </b>warning in the kitchen. Do you want some now?<b>” </b>
After taking a shower, Shermaine felt a lot better, though she still had a slight headache. So she nodded in response.
“Breakfast is also warming up in the kitchen<b>,</b>” he added..
Shermaine grunted, looked up at Joshua, and after a moment’s hesitation, said, “Sorry aboutst night. I must’ve made <b>a </b>fool of myself in <b>front </b>of you
With <b>a </b>faint smile, Joshua replied casually, “No harm done.” Looking at her, he added, “You were a bit of a handful, but nothing I couldn’t <b>handle</b>.
Shermaine paused, then forced a smile. That certainly wouldn’t happen again because she would never allow herself to drink that much. Then, she quickly changed the subject. “You’re not going to work today?”
Joshua said slowly, “Grandpa ordered me to take a break and stay with you.” It happened to be the weekend. He then added with a hint of <b>teasing </b><b>And </b>after you wake up, I’ll take you out on a date.”
‘Mr. York certainly thought of everything,‘ Shermaine mused wryly.
But that was seriously unnecessary. Thest thing she wanted right now was to be stuck with Joshua.
Noticing the subtle resistance in Shermaine’s expression<b>, </b>Joshua said gently, “If you’re not up for it, <b>we </b>can cancel this afternoon’s hot spring <b>trip</b><b>. </b>
“Let’s just cancel it,” she said without a second thought.
Joshua pressed his lips together. “Hmm.”
This was Shermaine’s true self.
She was always perfectly measured, neither impolite nor intimate.
Herplete openness with himst night felt like a fleeting dream<b>, </b>gone in the blink of an eye.
“Alright, then,” Joshua said with a slight frown.
<b>AD </b>
Comment