Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 923

"Jack..."

Emily eyed him skeptically, "You're faking it, aren't you?"

She frowned, struggling to free herself, "I won't fall for it!" "Uh..."

Unexpectedly, Jack was easily pushed away by her, losing his balance and stumbling backward, knocking over a few chairs in the process. The noise was followed by him crashing to the ground. "Jack!"

Emily was shocked, not expecting such an outcome, and hurried over, crouching down to grab his arm.

"Are you okay?" "Heh."

Leaning against the leg of a chair, Jack shook his head with a laugh, "I'm fine... If you're mad, just take it out on me, but don't ignore me."

What nonsense is he talking?

Emily nodded, somewhat dismissively, "Alright, get up!"

She didn't have enough strength, and glanced at Naomi, "Come give me a hand!"

"Sure!"

"Don't! Not you!"

But as soon as Naomi approached, Jack flinched away, firmly grasping Emily.

"Emily, you hold me. Will you help me up?"

Emily:...

Alright, she believed him; he was definitely drunk.

you've got to help, too. You're

"Oh."

him up from the ground, Emily was

leaned on her shoulder, half his

head hurts... so bad... I wanna sleep, let

Emily asked, annoyed,

head, "Don't know,

definitely taking her for

point of gnashing her teeth,

hotel room, Emily

she glared at the man on the bed, "You're really heavy! What are you made of, iron?" So thirsty, she

the fridge,

a bottle.

the cap,

started to

"Water, water, Emily..."

Emily: ...

and walked over to the bed with the

his arm, reaching

water, letting go as she prepared to

failed to catch it, and the opened bottle fell, splashing all over

the fallen bottle,

at Jack, "Could you

looked pitiful, "It

Moving?

didn't understand, "What do

moving, huh?

there so

"You're really drunk."

pressed by his palms, her lips pouting, "Forget the