Chapter 46
It seemed Kieran was regaining his senses. He frowned as he glanced at their positions.
After a moment, he slowly set Lila down.
Lila pressed herself against the wall, her feet finally on the ground, which gave her a sense of reality.
“Uncle Kieran, are you awake now?”
His gaze was intense, and she could see his Adam’s apple move sensually as he spoke.
“I’ve had a few too many drinks, but I’m not totally wasted yet,” he replied casually.
Lila was dumbfounded.
How was he doing all that while he was awake?
He buried his face in her neck, inhaling her unique, alluring scent.
Lila pushed him away, torn between fearing he wasn’t fully conscious and worrying he was.
“Uncle Kieran?”
Kieran’s breathing evened out he had fallen asleep.
The room fell silent.
Lila was frantic. She threw a mock punch at the air, channeling her frustration into a bit of pad exercise.
She took a deep breath, mustered all her strength to get him onto the sofa, and then poured him warm water.
She immediately messaged Cole. “Cole, if Uncle Kieran gets drunk again, please inform me in advance.”
Cole was puzzled. “What’s going on? Is Mr. Morgan acting silly?
“That shouldn’t be. He rarely gets drunk, and even when he does, he’s usually well-mannered.”
Lila replied, “…… Yeah, he’s great.”
Lila wasn’t all that great, though!
If it were someone else, she would suspect that they were deliberately acting drunk to take advantage of her.
She would have hit him with a club long ago.
But this was Kieran. Countless people would compete to offer themselves if he wanted a woman.
Yet he wanted none of them.
Others might not know how abstinent he was, but she was clear about it.
These two episodes of unusual behavior after drinking were both restrained and controlled.
It felt like having a crush on someone who didn’t feel the same, a yearning for someone he couldn’t have.
Just thinking about those scenes made her head feel like it was going to explode.
She took a few deep breaths and kept telling herself it was just an illusion.
She slapped her face to force herself to calm down and then dragged him back into the room.
“Forget about taking a shower. You can sleep dirty.” She huffed with her hands on her hips, looking like she wasn’t going to care about him.
But in the end, she couldn’t help but help him remove his jacket and adjust his position to make him comfortable. Then, she hurried out, not daring to stay even a moment longer.
It was another sleepless night. She repeatedly dreamed of being pinned down and kissed by Kieran, then discovered by the Morgan family elders, who questioned her with disappointment in their eyes, asking how she could seduce her uncle and bring shame to the Morgan family.
Lila woke up in a fright.
She closed her eyes but couldn’t fall asleep. She lay on the sofa early in the morning, feeling utterly despondent as she thought about how to face Kieran when he woke up.
Maybe she should just leave first and pretend she hadn’t come back.
By the time everything settled and two months had passed, this incident would be forgotten, and coming back wouldn’t be awkward.
She quickly made up her mind and got up, but before she could take a step, she heard his hoarse voice, a sign of his hangover.
“Lila, when did you come back?”
The scene was almost identical to the last time.
Lila stiffly turned around, not daring to look at him.
She looked at her toes and replied, “Uncle Kieran, you’re awake.
“I got back yesterday afternoon.”
Kieran had just finished showering, and his damp hair was visibly tousled. As he approached, she could smell his unique woody fragrance mixed with the scent of shower gel.
The scent enveloped her senses, and Lila subtly moved away from him.
She asked, “How did you end up drinking last night? You came back still a bit drunk. When Cole handed you over to me, I almost dropped you. Do you remember that?”