Chapter 258 Dermot! You Jerk
Seeing Dermot still slumped on the table, she instantly felt a headache.
"Dermot?" Evelyn walked over and gently nudged him, but he didn't respond.
"If you can't handle drinking, why drink so much?" She couldn't help but complain. As she spoke, she bent over to help him up, intending to take him to the guest room.
She actually wanted to bring Dermot back to his own apartment, but unfortunately, she didn't have the keys.
After finally managing to bring him to the guest room, she threw him onto the bed with all her strength.
"Ah!"
In the next second, Evelyn was also carried onto the bed by the tremendous momentum, landing directly on top of Dermot. The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
She could hear the sound of his heavy breaths in her ear, and Evelyn's cheeks felt hot.
She was somewhat relieved that Dermot was asleep, otherwise, this situation would be even more embarrassing.
Thinking this, she subconsciously wanted to get up, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
Lowering her head, she realized that the man who had closed his eyes did not know when he had opened them, and his deep black eyes were looking at her, hiding an inscrutable forbearance that Evelyn couldn't understand.
"You..."
Before she could finish speaking a word, Evelyn's whole world spun and, when she regained her senses, she found herself pinned beneath Dermot.
The atmosphere became even more awkward, and Evelyn wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
"You're not drunk?" This was Evelyn's first reaction. Looking at the way the man looked at the moment, he didn't seem like a drunk person at all.
"Being thrown onto the bed by you with such force, even if I were drunk, I would've woken up." Of course, he wouldn't admit that he had been pretending to be drunk the whole time.
Evelyn felt a bit embarrassed; she had indeed used too much force just now. "You're so heavy, how could I have supported you? It's good that I didn't just throw you on the ground."
"So, should I thank you?" The man raised an eyebrow, his smile seeming mocking.
"Forget it, just move aside and I'll thank you." At this moment, the position of the two of them was a bit strange, at least inappropriate in Evelyn's eyes.
Dermot didn't move; he even leaned closer to Evelyn, bending over slightly. "How can I do that? I've never liked owing anyone a favor."
"What are you trying to do..."
Evelyn's lips were suddenly sealed, before she could finish saying "what are you trying to do," Dermot's hot lips had pressed against hers.
In that instant of being kissed, Evelyn felt her mind go blank. She even forgot everything and just stared at the man who was so close to her.
Dermot, on the other hand, felt a bit uncomfortable under her intense gaze and helplessly laughed, "You should close your eyes."
"Oh." Evelyn responded, about to close her eyes, but then she felt that something was off.
Coming back to her senses, anger filled her eyes. "You took advantage of me!"
After saying that, she pushed Dermot away. Evelyn's skill was not inferior to Dermot's, so she successfully pushed the man away.
Evelyn retreated to the door, staring at the man with caution. "Dermot! You jerk!"
"I was just expressing my gratitude to you," the man shamelessly replied, almost causing Evelyn to lose control and charge at him.
But she didn't, because she knew she wasn't a match for Dermot. If she really made a move, she would definitely end up at a disadvantage.
With a snort, she pointed to the door, "Get out of here and don't let me see you."
"I'm drunk; I can't walk." He said that and then lay on the bed, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.
Dermot's action infuriated Evelyn, making her itch with anger. "You just wait!"
Leaving behind a threat, Evelyn left the guest room. With a smile playing at the corners of his mouth, Dermot, who had his eyes closed, murmured, "Evey, good night."
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