Chapter 418 She Is Drunk
For example, the mistress went to pick flowers, but suddenly fell into the water, the wife was wrongly accused to be the one who pushed her into the water, and there were only two of them around. The wife couldn't come up with other explanations.
Clarissa turned her head and looked around. It was true that there were only the two of them, and there was no one else around.
She took a step back.
"Uh, don't pick it! It looks so beautiful. It's a pity to pick it like this."
"Puff—" Yasmin laughed out loud, "Clarissa, it's just a flower. There's no need to get sentimental over it."
After that, seeing that Clarissa didn't want to help her, Yasmin didn't force him anymore. She leaned against the railing and stretched out her body to reach the flower.
Seeing this, Clarissa touched her nose and realized that she was a bit narrow-minded.
"I got it! Look, it's really a water lily. It's the first time that I've seen a water lily in August."
Yasmin handed the water lily to Clarissa with a smile. Clarissa nodded. "It's quite rare."
"Clarissa, it's for you." Yasmin placed the water lily in her hand.
For some reason, Clarissa felt a little dizzy when she looked and smelled at it.
Did the alcohol kick in?
No, that was not possible. When they were eating, she just drank a glass or two. Although she was not a good drinker, it was not bad like this!
"Clarissa, what's wrong with you? You don't look too well." Yasmin's voice sounded, as she was far away from Clarissa.
"I'm fine." Clarissa waved her hand. "Maybe I'm a little tired."
"Well, then I'll help you take a rest."
Yasmin reached out and tried to help her up, but Clarissa refused, "No, I can walk by myself."
She had always felt that Yasmin was up to no good.
The wariness in her heart made her unwilling to get too close to Yasmin.
Clarissa stumbled forward on her own. Behind her, Yasmin stood in the pavilion while her lips curled into a cold smile.
"Issac, you owe me a favour. You have to remember my kindness."
She held her mobile phone and stared at Clarissa's receding figure. "She just left and there is no one around. You can start now."
Clarissa didn't know what had happened to her. She felt so dizzy and woozy, as she was about to faint anytime.
She subconsciously felt that something was wrong. She was fine before, but since Yasmin handed the water lily to her, Clarissa began to feel dizzy, and there was something wrong with the flower...
"This scheming little b*tch!" CLarissa thought.
She cursed in her heart. The first thought in her mind was to quickly go to a place where there were people, otherwise, who knew what Yasmin would do to her.
Just then, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind her.
Clarissa's heart tightened and she hurried forward. Her knees felt weak and she didn't have much strength, but she still forced herself to walk faster.
The person behind seemed to realize that Clarissa was quickening her pace and also began to run.
He was just a few steps away from her. Suddenly, a gentle voice came from the front, "Clarissa?"
Clarissa opened her misty eyes and looked up. It was Luke.
"Luke." Clarissa quickly reached out her hand, trembling slightly.
Luke quickly pushed the wheelchair a few times, and soon he came up to her and held her.
Seeing how she was looking a little sick, he asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine." Clarissa shook her head. "I'm just a little dizzy."
Luke's eyes were slightly deep.
"You're drunk, aren't you? It's okay. I'll ask someone to take you to the guest room now."
Clarissa shook her head. "Where's Anderson?"
"Anderson seems to be in the front hall."
"I'm going to look for him."
As Clarissa said, she was about to move forward.
She didn't trust anyone right now. She only trusted Anderson.
Luke saw how Clarissa was stumbling forward. He looked back in the direction of the pavilion and frowned slightly.
"Clarissa, let me help you over."
As Luke spoke, he ordered the servant behind him to go forward to help Clarissa. He then turned around to push the wheelchair himself towards the front hall.
Anderson was talking with Bowen in the front hall when he turned his head and saw a servant supporting Clarissa walking towards him. He frowned.
The servant helped Clarissa to sit down by Anderson's side. The moment she felt Anderson's presence, Clarissa was able to relax a little. She leaned her entire upper body against him.
"What's wrong?"
Luke said with a smile, "It's probably because she had a few glasses of wine during the meal. Not the alcohol has kicked in."
As soon as he said this, Bowen, who was sitting next to him, opened his mouth and said, "It's an old wine and its after effect is quite strong. Clarissa probably didn't feel anything when she drank the first few glasses and now the alcohol has finally kicked in!"
Anderson frowned slightly.
He lowered Clarissa's head and touched her forehead with his chin. Feeling the temperature was a little hot, he whispered, "Are you really drunk?"
Clarissa was starting to lose her consciousness. She heard Anderson's voice and didn't have the strength to explain anything. She could only nod her head.
"Why don't you take a break in the guest room? I'll get someone to make some honey water for you." Bowen suggested.
"No, I want to go back to the hotel," Clarissa said in a low voice.
Anderson pulled her into his embrace lovingly. "Alright, I'll take you to the hotel now."
After that, he put down the teacup in his hand, and then picked Clarissa up. "We'll leave first."
Seeing that Anderson was about to leave without hesitation, Bowen was a little surprised, "Don't you guys want to stay?"
"No need." Anderson politely said. "Clarissa isn't used to living in someone else's house. I'm worried that she'll feel uncomfortable so I have already booked a hotel. We won't disturb you anymore."
When Bowen heard this, he still wanted to say something. However, Elicia was more open-minded.
Seeing this, she waved her hand and said, "It doesn't matter. As long as you feel comfortable, it doesn't matter where you stay. Just tell me if you need anything."
Anderson nodded, and only then did he walk out with Clarissa in his arms.
Knowing that Anderson had agreed to go back to the hotel, Clarissa was completely relieved. She found a comfortable position in his arms and let herself go into rest.
Anderson carried her out of the house. He saw Issac running towards them with a pale face. When he ran into them, he stopped in his tracks.
Anderson had always looked down on Anderson, so he didn't even bother to greet him. He just walked out of the house.
Issac, however, suddenly said, "Mrs. Jordan, are you drunk? You can't be exposed to the cold temperatures when you're drunk. Why don't you stay here for one night?"
Not only did he run until he was out of breath, he was also concerned about Clarissa's condition. This really surprised Anderson.
He swept his eyes over the mud on Issac's feet.
"No, she likes to go back to the hotel and sleep."
After that, Anderson ignored him and turned to leave hurriedly.
The driver had already stopped the car at the door. Anderson carried Clarissa to the car before getting into the car. Worried that she would feel uncomfortable, he picked her up, put her on his lap, and held her in his arms.
Just when the car was driving forward, his mobile phone suddenly rang.
He took his cell phone out of his pocket and took a look at it.
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