Darling, This Is Not Love novel Chapter 14

The man sitting in the car was Randy, who had just left Sophia's cottage.

Hearing the driver's words, he turned his head to look and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Stop!" The driver shouted angrily, his heart trembling, and he stepped on the brakes to the bottom.

The car screamed and suddenly stopped.

On the side of the bridge, Cathy staggered. She stepped on the carving of the guardrail with one foot and propped up half of her body. Her other foot trembled as she stepped on it. No matter how she looked at it, it was as if she was going to jump into the river and commit suicide.

Randy's expression changed drastically. Before the car could stop steadily, he had already rushed out of the car. His figure was slender and unrestrained. He put his hand on the guardrail on the highway and handsomely leaped over. He rushed towards Cathy's back.

At this time, Cathy finally stepped on the carving of the guardrail with both her feet in the air. Her slender arms rested on the guardrail, and her slender figure forcefully stretched out, as if she was going to flip it over.

Randy's dark eyes were now filled with panic. He stretched out his long arm and was about to grab the corner of the woman's clothes when he suddenly heard a very powerful and crisp shout.

"Randy, I hate you, I hate you ..."

Randy, who maintained his long arms, froze his body.

Cathy drank a dozen beers and got drunk. Her gaze was spinning. Her entire body felt as if she was stepping on cotton. Her entire body was soft. She had already used all of her strength to shout that sentence.

As soon as he finished shouting, his entire body leaned backwards.

Randy hurriedly reached out and firmly hugged Cathy's waist.

The reversal of her gaze caused Cathy to feel dizzy. She struggled to open her eyes and saw Randy's face.

It was really annoying. Even if she was drunk, she still wouldn't let her go.

"Randy, you this bastard." Cathy hatefully scolded him again.

Randy looked down at her, helplessness hidden in his dark eyes.

Cathy drank too much beer and was too anxious. Her stomach surged and she vomited on Randy's suit jacket with a whoosh.

Randy's face instantly turned black.

After Cathy finished vomiting at him, she staggered to her feet and pushed away the blurry 10% obstacle in front of her as she slowly walked forward.

"It's getting late, I want to go home ..." She muttered to herself as she walked.

Randy's last sentence was funny, and his thin lips slightly curved into a joyful arc.

"But I still ..." Cathy said as she gradually lowered her eyelashes. Her palm-sized face was full of sadness. "I really like him ..."

Randy's heart skipped a beat as he nervously asked, "Cathy, what did you say? Say it again?"

Did she just say that she liked him very much?

However, just as Cathy finished her sentence, she quietly closed her eyes and fell asleep in Randy's embrace.

Randy lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms. That inexplicable soft emotion surged out once again.

The cold night breeze silently blew over and struck Randy's cheek, instantly awakening him.

That inexplicable throbbing was also forcefully suppressed by him.

After regaining his calm, Randy took a few steps back to the car and placed Cathy far away on the seat beside him. Then, he instructed the driver to drive.

"Boss." The driver started the car and carefully asked, "Where are you going tonight? Is it your usual apartment, or is it... Villa Residence?"