Chapter 465 Comparing Sizes
Nora needed to find out how long this meal had been going on for.
She only knew that Becky had been talking the whole time, and the person Becky talked about the most was Lucas.
Nora was getting sleepy from listening, and she noticed that Becky's eyelids were drooping, and her words were becoming incoherent, so Nora decided to take her home.
"All right, I'll take you home, okay?" Nora asked.
"It's okay, I'm not going home. I still want to drink," Becky insisted. She was drunk and hugged the back of her chair, refusing to leave.
Nora hesitated whether to ask Frederick to come in and help take this drunk person out.
At this moment, Lucas's voice came from behind her, "Nora, you haven't finished eating yet?"
His party had already ended, and they were still here!
"Yeah, she's not in a good mood today and drank a bit too much," Nora said.
'Not in a good mood? Because she saw me?' Lucas mulled over.
He looked at Becky's red face and the row of bottles on the table, furrowing his brows.
"Why did she drink so much?" Lucas asked.
Nora glanced at him, "Her father passed away."
Lucas was visibly stunned.
"You mean Charles Smith passed away?" Lucas remarked in disbelief.
"Yes. So, she's not in a good mood, and encountering you made it worse," Nora said.
Lucas pursed his lips lightly but didn't say anything.
"Lucas, do me a favor. I can't handle her alone. Can you help me escort her out?" Nora requested.
Nora thought,' It would save me from calling Frederick. Although they weren't married, they were almost like a married couple. When a wife gets drunk, it's okay for the husband to lend a hand, right?'
"Okay." Lucas agreed and walked to Becky's side. "Wake up. We should leave now," he told her.
Hearing his voice, Becky reluctantly opened her eyes.
Looking at Lucas's face gradually coming closer, she reached out and pinched him.
"I seem to see Lucas. What is he doing in my dream? Doesn't he hate me?" she questioned.
Drunk women don't know their strength.
Becky pinched Lucas hard, causing him pain, and his expression changed.
He quickly released her hand and wanted to let her go and not bother with her anymore.
But looking at her swollen eyes and thinking about how she had just lost a loved one, he suppressed his anger and embraced her, supporting her as they walked forward with some difficulty.
Nora quickly followed.
Becky leaned weakly in Lucas's arms and raised her drunken eyes, saying, "Who are you? Where are you taking me? Please help me!"
She started getting hysterical.
Becky's words made Nora laugh.
"I'm here, you're fine!" Nora replied.
Becky's gaze was unfocused as she stared at Lucas, and asked, "Then who is he?"
As she spoke, she reached out and touched Lucas's face, desperately widening her eyes in an attempt to see him clearly.
"I feel like you're not Lucas," she said.
Lucas felt a bit sad that she didn't recognize him.
"You're saying I'm not Lucas!" Lucas offered.
Becky stared straight at him, her hands caressing his face, and said, "You look so much like Lucas."
Her hands moved down, reaching his Adam's apple, and then she wrapped her hands around his neck, biting it.
Lucas's Adam's apple stopped moving as he stood still.
"What are you doing?!" Lucas asked, surprised and slightly embarrassed.
Becky smirked, "If Lucas won't touch me, I don't want to be with him either. I'm about to become famous, so why don't you become my lover? I want to seek revenge on him! He'll find a substitute, and I'll find his substitute too!"
She actually wants to find a lover!
Lucas's expression darkened. "Becky, what are you saying?" he questioned.
Becky leaned in, cuddling his neck, and remarked, "Lucas, you're not very good in bed. It always ends quickly, but I'm never fully satisfied. Are you good in bed? Can you be as amazing as it's written in novels?"
As she spoke, her hand touched the man's chest and slid down.
Lucas's breath quickened, and his chest heaved.
'What is she talking about? Didn't he at least take half an hour? Why did it suddenly become quick? And where did she find these strange novels? It's too exaggerated,' Lucas pondered.
He felt a chill around his waist as someone's small hand skillfully slipped beneath his clothes.
Lucas's body stiffened, and his blood rushed to a certain place.
"Becky, what are you doing?!" Lucas asked, startled.
"Don't be nervous; I just want to compare sizes," Becky said nonchalantly.
Lucas was speechless.
Nora beside them covered her face, wanting to escape.
Is this something she should be witnessing?
Becky is drunk; how can she be so bold?
"Lucas, should I help her?" Nora coughed lightly, tentatively asking.
Lucas also wanted to push her away.
But Becky clung to him and wouldn't let go.
No matter how hard he tried to push her away, she kept whimpering as her hands were still wandering.
Lucas's face blushed. He felt aroused from being touched, and a certain place was becoming harder; he smelled the scent of alcohol on the woman as he swallowed saliva. "No need, Nora. You can go back first. I'll take her home tonight," he declared.
What?
Is he going to take Becky home?
Nora looked at him, suspiciously. "Are you sure?" she asked.
He's taking her home. Something is definitely going to happen!
Didn't he reject Becky?
"Yes, I'm taking her home," Lucas said.
Does she still want to find a substitute for him?
She dares!
Tonight, he will show her his charm!
Let's see who is really amazing!
"Well then," Nora happily helped him out.
She said, "Lucas, I don't want to interfere too much in your relationship with her, but I want to say that everyone is growing, and Becky is no exception. You two have a child together, so it's impossible to cut ties completely.
"So, even if you don't love her anymore, try to treat her well. Of course, I hope you can be like before. I'm leaving now."
After saying that, she nodded slightly and turned to leave.
Lucas watched her back, his mind still a little dazed by her words. Becky continued to squirm in his arms, her hands still wandering.
Lucas's breathing faltered, and his thoughts were abruptly brought back.
He quickly grabbed her hand and then lifted her, swiftly leaving the diner.
Outside, the driver saw him come out and quickly opened the car door for him.
Lucas threw the restless Becky into the back seat.
Because his mind was unsettled, he didn't pay attention to control his strength.
Becky accidentally bumped her head.
"Ah, it hurts!" Becky complained.
Becky touched her forehead and stared at Lucas, bewildered and resentful. "Did you do it on purpose? Are you trying to murder me? Don't worry, I won't bother you anymore. You don't need to kill me!" she remarked.
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