Married To The Blind Heir (by Tessa Galvin) novel Chapter 221

hapter 221

Alice said coolly, “I’m just taking back what’s rightfully mine.”

“How absurd,” Anthony sneered. “Picking on a servant? Have you no shame if word gets out?” With that, he turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Alice said in a deliberately light tone, “Hold on. Take me to the hospital tomorrow.”

Without turning around, Anthony snapped, “Why the hospital?”

Alice placed her hand lightly on her belly, a sweet smile playing on her lips. “I think I’m pregnant.”

Before they knew it, it was late at night.

With Samuel’s help, Eliana helped the drunken Theodore into the Rolls–Royce. Turning to the crowd seeing them off, she said, “Please don’t trouble yourselves. Go back and rest.”

Samuel took the opportunity, grinning as he said, “Madam, mind giving me a ride too?”

Eliana nodded. “Sure, hop in.”

Samuel scrambled into the car, only to be drunkenly kicked right back out by Theodore the very next instant.

Eliana stared in confusion as she watched Samuel scramble in, only to tumble right back out.

Rubbing his butt, Samuel complained, “Mr. Russell just kicked me.”

Eliana couldn’t help but glance at Theodore, only to find him still wearing that same utterly drunk look.

Eliana said, “He must be doing it unconsciously. Try getting in again.”

“Alright,” Samuel said, then climbed back into the car.

And sure enough, Theodore, still with his eyes closed, kicked him right back out.

Before Eliana could say anything, Samuel, clutching his backside and looking pale, groaned, “No more try. If I try again, my butt will be ruined. I’ll just hail a cab and go home myself.”

“Wow, so this is how Mr. Russell acts when he’s drunk?” A female teacher took Eliana’s hand and said, “Ellie, you’d better watch out, or you might get

kicked out too.”

Eliana gave a nod and then gingerly eased herself into the car.

This time, instead of kicking, Theodore reached out and pulled Eliana close.

In one swift, precise motion that betrayed no trace of drunkenness, he pulled Eliana into his arms.

Samuel stood outside the car, his jaw dropping, thinking, ‘Damn, he is such a hypocrite.‘

As the car started, Theodore leaned in and murmured softly in Eliana’s ear, “Darling, I’m so happy tonight.”

Eliana pushed against him and demanded, “Are you really drunk? Sit up straight.”

With nothing but his sheer masculine strength, Theodore held her firmly in place. Yet in contrast to his forceful grip, his voice was soft and gentle as he murmured, “Ellie, let’s not get divorced, okay?”

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