Journey to Happy Ending novel Chapter 880

"Major General, can I go home after I walk you to the dorm, safe and sound?" Lee still got worried and couldn't allow the drunken Kevin to go home on his own. It was his job to protect and take good care of his superior.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me. It's not far. Look, we're standing inside a highly-guarded military ba -- bas --." He couldn't finish the word "base." "We're safe," Kevin continued. Kevin didn't get as drunk as Lee had thought. He remained half-sober, although dizzy. Maybe he drank several kinds of wine.

"Alright, major general. Be careful, and good night," said Lee. However, Lee didn't leave. He stood there, watching Kevin stagger up the stairs and back home. Then, he turned and walked to his dorm.

As soon as Kevin entered his house, he stumbled onto the couch, feeling uncomfortably dizzy. So, he found it difficult to climb the stairs to his bedroom. At that moment, his phone rang. He looked around, trying to find where his phone was. Finally, he found it on the table nearby. It turned out that he had accidentally left it there when he went out.

"Hello, this's Kevin. Who's that?" asked Kevin in a hoarse voice. He didn't check who was calling him, because he found it difficult to keep his eyes open.

"Kevin, it's me. What's wrong with you? Why didn't you answer your phone? I called you several times." Leena became increasingly worried when she called Kevin in the past few hours, but Kevin never answered his phone. Her face even turned pale from anxiety. She was worried that something bad had happened.

"I'm sorry. I forgot my phone when I left. I forgot to take my phone when I went out after the shower. I'm so sorry. I didn't intend to worry you," said Kevin apologetically. He was touched when Leena worried about him. 'Being cared for is nice, ' thought Kevin to himself.

"I see. But what's wrong with your voice? Why do you sound so weird?" She got anxious again when she heard his strange voice on the phone. She dropped her pencil and stopped drawing.

"I'm totally fine. I drank some wine, and got tipsy. That's all. Have you gotten over your cold?" Kevin raised his hand and massaged his brows. Then, he stood up, poured a glass of tea, and drank it in one gulp.

"Yeah. I feel much better. How much wine did you drink tonight? Are you alright?" Leena feared that something terrible might have happened to Kevin, since she had never seen him get drunk before, except that night at bar when both of them were drunk on beer and whisky. Maybe he needed some comforting elements.

"It's not a big deal. I just feel dizzy. By the way, where's your brother? Is he with you?" asked Kevin curiously. He continued to massage his brows, which made him feel better.

"What's wrong?" asked Leena in bewilderment. She had no idea what Kevin might want to tell her.

"I'm telling you that..." his voice trailed off. "Never mind, forget it. Good night!" he said thoughtfully. Kevin hung up the phone before Leena could reply. He wished to tell her to wear more, but stopped on a second thought. Leena would consider him too conservative and narrow-minded. So, he chose to keep his thoughts and worries from Leena.

"Hey! Kevin, what were you gonna tell me? Hello?" Leena dropped her mobile phone and her brows furrowed. She wondered why Kevin hung up the phone suddenly. What had he wanted to say? A few moments later, Leena chose a relatively sexy and alluring dress for herself, which fully concealed her innocence and simplicity, and made her look mature and more charming. She wore what a well-known designer should wear to a party.

As a rising star in the fashion circle in Paris, Leena was lucky, since she had been recommended and introduced to others by her tutor. She had many contacts. As a result, when she appeared at the party, her popularity, beauty, and elegance immediately drew the attention of every guest there.

Leena was a typical oriental beauty, gentle and elegant. Her sweet smiles always attracted admiring glances from both men and women. Few women dared to wear a red dress at a party, but Leena looked gorgeous. As a leading figure in the fashion world, she really knew how to use her advantages to maximize her beauty and appeal to others. She was the queen of the party, and a welcome addition to the Parisian nightlife.