Daddy! Come Home for Dinner! - Chapter 149
Chapter 149: Chapter 149: Cindy Clarke is single based on her own abilities
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“Drive carefully when you go back,” Cindy said. “You look really tired.”
Adrian Zhekova: ‘
Noticing that I’m tired, yet still asking me to leave?
Adrian Zhekova leaned against the wall: “Yeah, I’m so sleepy that I can’t keep my eyes open. I’m really afraid I might fall asleep while driving.”
Adrian Zhekova got closer to Cindy’s face: “Look into my eyes. Don’t you see all those red blood vessels?”
“My eyes are terribly dry,” Adrian Zhekova said. “You don’t know how worried I’ve been these past few days while I was away on a business trip, about you and Morgan being bullied here without anyone to back you up.”
Cindy’s heart was struck by his words.
“So, I hurried to finish my work and rushed back overnight. Otherwise, I should have returned tomorrow,” Adrian Zhekova added.
Cindy was deeply moved by this: “You should have just come back tomorrow.” Adrian Zhekova:
Adrian Zhekova thought, even without a daughter like Morgan, Cindy would still be single on her own merits.
“My nerves were so tense while I was busy working, and now that I’m relaxed, I feel totally drained,” Adrian Zhekova decided to ignore Cindy’s words. “How about you let me crash here for the night?”
Cindy: ‘
“By now, Sheldon should be home, so it’s not appropriate to call him back. The same goes for Cleave Roland. Besides, both of them are as tired as I am. It wouldn’t be safe to ask any of them to drive. And calling people out in the middle of the night is just plain inappropriate.”
While saying this, Adrian Zhekova’s eyes seemed heavy to the point they wouldn’t open.
He frowned, massaged his temples, and forced his eyelids open.
It seemed every crease on his face was saying: “I’m so tired!”
However, the red blood vessels in Adrian Zhekova’s eyes were not a lie; they were quite severe.
“Even if you stay, I don’t have room in my house,” Cindy said, feeling it wasn’t right to force him to sleep on the couch.
Unexpectedly, Adrian Zhekova volunteered, “I can sleep on the sofa. No problem.”
Realizing he answered too quickly, Adrian Zhekova leaned back against the wall and said wearily, “I’m just so tired. I can barely keep my eyes open. All I need is a place to rest.”
Seeing him like this, Cindy had no choice but to say, “Alright then, I guess you’ll have to put up with sleeping on the sofa.”
“No problem,” Adrian Zhekova said.
“I’ll get you a blanket,” Cindy said.
Now that it’s so hot, they had the air-conditioning on, so it would be cold without a blanket.
Cindy went back to her bedroom, and Adrian Zhekova didn’t follow her.
He couldn’t be too eager, or else he might be kicked out of the house, making it difficult to have an excuse to stay over in the future.
In a short while, Cindy came out with a pillow and blanket: “These are clean— they’ve been washed and not used.”
Adrian Zhekova wanted to say that even if she had used them, he wouldn’t mind.
Cindy set the pillow and blanket on the couch.
Fortunately, the sofa was quite wide, almost as wide as a small single bed.
And the length was enough.
“If you want to take a shower, feel free. It’s no problem,” Cindy said. “But we don’t have any pajamas you can wear.” “I brought some,” Adrian Zhekova said.
“Huh?” Cindy looked at Adrian Zhekova in surprise.
He brought pajamas?
“I came straight here after getting off the plane, right? My luggage is still in the trunk, and there are clean pajamas in it,” Adrian Zhekova said. “I’ll go get my suitcase..”
