Chapter 1866

Barton nodded and left.

Andrew looked down at Debra, who snugged in his arms with her eyes closed. Her arms hooked his body.

Barton glanced at the rearview mirror. "Sir, want me to take care of Miss Frazier?"

"No need," Andrew said, draping a blanket over her.

"I feel bad," Debra mumbled, opening her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Andrew asked gently.

"I wanna puke..." she mumbled.

Andrew patted her back softly.

she puked on Andrew's suit,

Debra hurled

Andrew instructed calmly, "Keep driving." "Sir, your

home," Andrew said as he kept patting Debra's

up, she seemed

the leather seat, pulling the blanket up.


suit..." Barton

reply, just gazed at Debra's sleeping

tugged at his lips. She still slept restlessly, just like when

soiled suit and told Barton to carry Debra

clean clothes, warmed a glass

the table, tucked her in, and noticed

sobering pills nearby in case she felt

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