StartNovelChapter 1506: Johnson had a girlfriend. How could she have forgotten that? Catherine's eyes snapped open. With a surge of desperate strength, she shoved against his chest.
Caught up in the dizzying sweetness of the kiss, Johnson wasn't ready for her sudden push. And so, he released her.
Catherine scrambled to her feet, avoiding his gaze as she bolted from his room.
Slamming the door behind her, she leaned against it, gasping for air.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer hands flew to her flushed cheeks, still burning from the kiss. Her fingers grazed her lips, where the warmth of Johnson's breath seemed to linger.
Suddenly, Catherine was startled. What was she doing? Was she actually replaying the kiss in her mind? Had she lost her mind? Johnson had been drunk, his judgment clouded.
But she was stone-cold sober. Why hadn't she stopped him? Why had she let herself get swept away? He had a girlfriend. What had she just done? The weight of it all crushed her. Catherine's emotions began to unravel.
It took Catherine quite a while to fully regain her composure.
Once she did, she headed downstairs to the kitchen and prepared a cup of honey water. With practiced care, she carried it back upstairs and quietly reentered Johnson's room.
Johnson hadn't moved an inch. Still lying where she'd left him, his breathing steady and his face relaxed in sleep. Catherine sat gently on the edge of the bed and reached out, nudging him softly. “Johnson,” she said in a low voice, "drink this before you fall back asleep." Johnson's brows knitted tighter, but he didn't stir.
Letting out a quiet sigh, Catherine set the cup aside and slipped an arm beneath his neck, carefully lifting him into a sitting position.
Find your adventure at galŋovës.çom (uso de “ç” y “o” cirílica) His weight leaned into her shoulder, and she brought the cup to his lips.
Only then did his eyes flutter open, sluggish with exhaustion and alcohol. Wordlessly, he sipped from the cup.
Once he finished drinking, Catherine gently eased him back onto th ck onto them pillow. He sank into the mattress, En eyes closing almost instantly. He quickly fell asleep again.
Watching his peaceful face, Catherine lingered for a moment before exiting the room with the En.
empty cup. But as she stepped out, she nearly collided with Eliana, who was ascending the stairs from below.
Eliana's brows furrowed tightly when she saw Catherine emerge fromm Johnson's roshe glared at her. "Catherine, what were you doing in my brother's room at this hour?” Just like Stella, Eliana had never tried to hide her disdain for Catherine.
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