Chapter 1174 Act Crazy When Drunk
Seeing Daryl's smile, Cecilia frowned and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Daryl flirtatiously said to Cecilia, "You look beautiful even when you're angry."
Cecilia felt extremely annoyed, but she couldn't deny that his words were flattering to girls. He probably said the same thing to Skylar, not just once, but countless times.
She sarcastically said, "Daryl, I used to think you were one of the more decent rich kids, but you're just a playboy. I bet you've used that line to charm a lot of girls, haven't you? "
After saying this, Cecilia felt a bit regretful, as she sensed a hint of jealousy in her words.
Daryl stopped smiling and looked at Cecilia seriously, saying, "I swear, I've only ever said that to you before!"
Hearing this, Cecilia stared at Daryl in shock; his words had an immediate effect on her.
But almost immediately, she laughed at herself for being foolish. No man would admit to having relationships with other women in front of another woman.
Cecilia started to struggle again. "Let go of me, did you hear me?"
"Just let me be selfish this once. I don't want to let you go!" Daryl said, pulling Cecilia into his arms, holding her very tightly, burying his face in her chest.
For a moment, Cecilia was held so tightly that she could hardly breathe, and the situation was extremely ambiguous.
Their clothes were soaked through, and her skin was almost fully visible under her clothes.
Looking down at Daryl, who had his head resting on her chest, Cecilia felt a mix of anger and embarrassment. She warned, "Daryl, you jerk, if you don't let go of me, I'll scream!"
Hearing this, Daryl slowly lifted his head and said, "Even if the police come to arrest me, I still won't let you go tonight."
He just lowered his head and rested it on Cecilia's chest again.
Cecilia felt for the first time Daryl was just a scoundrel, and now he was clearly taking advantage of her.
No matter how much she struggled, he just wouldn't let go.
She had to shout a few times, but since this was a high-end club with excellent soundproofing, no one outside could hear her.
After struggling for a long time, Cecilia exhausted herself.
Daryl sat in the bathtub holding Cecilia for over an hour, until both their legs went numb before he finally let her go.
Cecilia stumbled out of the bathroom and looked down at herself. Her clothes were completely soaked, and she realized she couldn't go out like this. Even though it was nighttime, it would still be inappropriate.
At that moment, she suddenly thought of Douglas. Didn't he say he would be back in an hour at most? It had been almost three hours now, where was he?
Cecilia quickly took out her phone from her bag and dialed Douglas's number.
The phone rang twice before Douglas answered. "Miss Thorne, I'm sorry, the car broke down. I'm trying to fix it, but I don't think I'll be able to make it to the club anytime soon. Why don't you get a room at the club and rest? It's already early morning, and it's not safe for a woman to go out alone. The area around the club is quite remote, and I've heard the security hasn't been great lately."
After saying this, he hung up the phone.
"Hello? Hello?" Cecilia wanted to say something, but the call had already been disconnected.
Looking out at the pitch-black night outside the window, Cecilia noticed that even the streetlights were out.
When she arrived earlier, she remembered that the area was quite remote, which made her feel a bit uneasy.
Much later, Cecilia realized that this whole situation had been orchestrated by Douglas. The excuse about dropping off a guest and the car breaking down was all nonsense.
At this moment, Daryl started taking off his clothes.
Cecilia turned around and saw that he had already taken off his shirt, revealing his well-toned chest. She quickly turned her back and asked in a panic, "Why are you taking your clothes off?"
Daryl didn't stop; instead, he started unbuckling his belt and said matter-of-factly, "My clothes are all wet. If I don't change, I'll get sick!"
Cecilia felt both anxious and angry.
Daryl took off his pants, put on a bathrobe, and handed another bathrobe to Cecilia.
"What are you doing?" Cecilia asked fiercely, looking down at the white bathrobe.
"Change out of your wet clothes, or you'll get sick," Daryl said, glancing at Cecilia's soaked chiffon dress.
At that moment, Daryl's gaze seemed particularly lecherous to Cecilia.
"None of your business!" Cecilia shouted at Daryl but still reached for the bathrobe.
Even if she wanted to get another room, she couldn't go out like this; she would be seen by others.
Without any other choice, Cecilia took the bathrobe and walked into the bathroom, firmly locking the door behind her.
Seeing the tightly closed bathroom door, Daryl seemed to sober up completely, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
A few minutes later, Cecilia came out of the bathroom wearing the bathrobe and holding her wet clothes.
Then, she turned and walked towards the door.
Seeing this, Daryl quickly asked, "Where are you going? It's dark outside, and you won't be able to get a cab at this hour. Even if you do, it won't be safe."
Cecilia didn't appreciate Daryl's concern and said, "I'm going downstairs to get another room."
Daryl looked Cecilia up and down and said, "Everyone here is a guy. How are you going to go downstairs dressed like that? Let me call room service for you."
After saying this, he turned and sat on the bed, picking up the phone from the bedside.
Cecilia looked down at herself and realized she couldn't go out like this, so she had to stand there and wait.
Soon, the call connected, and a sweet voice from the front desk answered. "Hello, sir. How can I help you?"
"Can I get another room?" Daryl asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but all the rooms are booked tonight."
"Forget it." Daryl hung up the phone.
Daryl had put the call on speaker, so Cecilia heard the entire conversation and couldn't help but frown.
He walked up to Cecilia and spread his hands. "You heard it, no rooms available."
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