Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 605

Jacobs Group.

"Benedict, are you taking him to the company?" Sylvia looked at the mighty and domineering Jacobs Group building hidden in the darkness and turned to ask.

"Yes, everyone in the Jacobs mansion will be asleep by now. Going there this late and Mr. Jacobs acting like this will wake them up and make the elders in the family worried." Benedict knew the living style of the Jacobs family very well. I got into a parking spot and stopped the car.

Sylvia understood clearly.

As soon as the car stopped, she opened the door.

Benedict bent over and picked up Charles. Sylvia helped to carry him. At that time, a security guard came to help, and they worked together to lift Charles down.

Charles was already half asleep and half awake.

"Sylvia." Sylvia let go of Charles and just breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, Charles, who Benedict and the security guard supported, stretched out his hand to her and shouted helplessly.

Sylvia originally didn't want to follow him.

"Miss Lancelot, please follow us in." Benedict turned back and begged her.

If she didn't follow them, Charles would lose his temper, and there would be no peace at all that night.

"Okay." Sylvia hesitated, then she walked up to them and held Charles's hand, and followed them to take Charles inside.

In the lounge, Charles was lying on the big bed, breathing heavily and his face was flushed.

"Benedict, please go buy some hangover tea." Seeing him like that, Sylvia spoke to Benedict.

"Okay, then please keep an eye on him here."

Benedict strode outside.

Sylvia immediately helped Charles take off his shoes and clothes, covered him with a quilt, went to the bathroom, and brought a wet towel to wipe his face, hands, and feet.

After all that was done, Benedict also brought in the sobering tea.

The Bridgewater old house.

"What did you say? Charles was drunk and hugged Sylvia, and Sylvia got in the car with him?" Arthur asked Lennard on the call with a dark face.

"Yes, I guess she took Mr. Jacobs home."

"Okay, I understand." Arthur loosened the knot of his tie. The breath he exhaled from his mouth was filled with anger. After hanging up the phone, he threw it on the bed.

Sylvia, you hugged Charles, and then you will hug my sons; you are so good.

He took off his coat, threw it on the bed, went to the shower room, and turned on the hot water faucet.

The rushing water flowed down from the top of his head, and he stood in a daze. The scene of his sweet lovemaking with Sylvia the day before yesterday flashed in his mind, and a wave of heat rose in his body.

Sylvia, you better come back to me quickly, otherwise, I will make you feel sorry.

He wiped the hot water on his face fiercely and gritted his teeth.