His Domineering Lover novel Chapter 655

When night fell, the wine took the lead. And most of them were drunk.

Tracey held Wilson around his shoulders, "Wilson, you know what, you will find Chelsea, and we can celebrate the festival together next year."

"You're right. I will find her." Wilson was dazzled. He felt crazy at the thought of Chelsea when drunk.

These guests drove here on their own. They had to stay overnight here because of the wine.

Adam was a good drinker. He was sober to make beds for his guests.

Coming downstairs, he saw Tracey holding Wilson around his shoulder and prattling the same thing.

“I have made beds for you. Choose whichever room you like to rest. Excuse me."

Adam didn't like the intimacy between Tracey and any other men, even though Tracey didn't love Wilson.

He pulled her back into his arms, "Tracey, you're drunk. Let's take a rest."

"No, Chelsea hasn't come back yet. I will wait for her here with Wilson." Completely drunk, Tracey ran to cuddle the refrigerator.

Adam felt helpless, as her oddity surprised him.

"Tracey, be good. Chelsea will be back any minute. Let's go."

"Will she?"

Looking at her innocent eyes, Adam nodded and coaxed, "Of course. I don't lie!"

"Oh." Tracey seemed to believe, but her hands on the refrigerator didn't loosen.

"What's it?" Adam asked patiently.

Tracey said, "Steve's little wife didn't show up yet. I have to wait for her."

Adam felt like recording this embarrassment for Tracey with his phone.

Steve still kept a clear mind. He was amused by what Tracey said, 'So, she is still afraid that I can't marry.'

Steve had never expected that Tracey would take his joke seriously.

And how come Tracey mistook the refrigerator as his wife! How odd!

"She is coming too. You will see her tomorrow morning. Come now." Adam tried hard to get Tracey upstairs.

"Is it true?"

"Well, yes." Afraid that Tracey would name another person to wait for, Adam held her in his arms and carried her upstairs.

Looking at their backs and hearing the murmurs from Tracey, Steve smiled helplessly. Then, he slept in one guest room.

Tracey got drunk because of Rose, who was also a poor drinker.

Rose smelled bad because of wine. She should have a fix tomorrow morning if Caesar failed to help her bath tonight. When Caesar came out of the bathroom, Rose on the bed stared blankly at him.

Caesar felt her stares creepy. What was more, Rose lay motionless on the bed when he went into the bathroom.

Rose seemed sober now, as her eyes were clear. Caesar sat beside her with caution, "Rose, you are up? How do you feel? Do you like some water?¹

All of a sudden, Rose grabbed his hand. And what she was going to say sounded funny and annoying.

"Honey, why can't I see anything?"

"Honey?" Caesar felt helpless at her oddity. Rose loved soap dramas, and those classical ones were reviewed again and again.

Caesar freaked out during his first encounter with her oddity. At that time, Rose became Juliet and would like to die for love, together with Caesar.

So, she was Princess Peal this time?

This drama was replayed this winter, and Rose seemed to get addicted to it again. With her eyes wide open, she asked Caesar why she couldn't see anything.

"Rose, it is me. Wake up. The water is ready, and may I take you to bathe?"

Rose shook her head. "No. You accompanied Jazlynn to enjoy the beautiful scenes and share opinions from poetry to philosophy of life. How come you don't do it with me?"

It dawned on Caesar that Rose was a genius in acting. She should make a hit in the entertainment business. However, Caesar would like to keep Rose to himself.

Seeing her red eyes, Caesar knew that Rose didn't get over the past. Then he pulled her into his arms.