Love Comes To Me
Chapter 1809: How it looks like a farewell

Xara was forced to raise her head and meet his dark, deep eyes.

The two of them were so close that she could see Solomon's thick eyelashes and the alcoholic fumes coming from his breath, and inexplicably, she seemed to be tinged with some drunkenness. Xara gulped and explained, "I... I didn't want anything!"

With that, she struggled to get up.

But Solomon squeezed her wrist again and stopped her very forcefully.

Feeling the burning heat of the man's palm, Xara felt her cheeks burning, "You're drunk, let go of me, let me get up."

Men are trouble when they're drunk, they don't make sense at all.

"I'm not drunk."

Solomon's face was expressionless, his eyes were staring straight at her, and he said coldly, "I'm sober as hell right now."

Xara was speechless...

Knowing that there is no reasoning with a drunk, she patiently and softly coaxed, "Well, you're not drunk, you're a good drinker! I'm the one who's drunk, so let go of me, okay? Let me up."

Jerrold also knows that the president is still drunk, see her so cooperative, can not help but cover his mouth lightly cough, forced to hold back the laugh, her attitude is completely the president as a child coaxing. Solomon frowned, a face of displeasure, fixed look at her for a while.

Xara and he face to face, some helpless, but can only cooperate to let him look, by the way to measure the man's delicate eyebrows, is simply a demon can not ...

Just as she was tracing Solomon's features with her eyes, the heat on her wrist suddenly disappeared.

She reacted and rolled to her feet, but still felt that her wrists were so hot that her heart seemed to be beating a little out of control.

Jerrold then stepped forward, poured a glass of water for Solomon and carefully handed it to him, saying, "You have some water."

Solomon took two sips and said indifferently, "I'm going back to my room to sleep."

"Okay." Jerrold responded, helping him to get up and head upstairs.

He was at the mercy of others, extraordinarily well-behaved and obedient, like a little child.

Xara stood by and watched, laughing and crying. Who would have thought that a person who was usually so cold would be so funny when he was drunk.

The next morning, Xara got up and washed up, then went downstairs to have breakfast.

She saw Solomon sitting indifferently at the dining table, sipping milk while flipping through the financial news.

"Good morning!"

She walked up and greeted him, then sat down opposite Solomon and couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at him.

Solomon lifted his eyes and gave her a faint look, "Good morning."

Xara laughed in her heart, this man is back to his usual cold look.

And it looks like he's forgotten all about what happened last night.

However, it is good to forget, so that both of them can save embarrassment.

After a few days, Xara did not go anywhere, just stay at home to recover from her injuries.

Finally, when Gilbert and Yvette's wedding was approaching, the back injury and foot injury were completely healed.

That day, Solomon came back from work and saw Xara sitting on the couch in the living room with a valuable gift box next to her. "What's this?"

"A dress from my best friend. Tomorrow ... is the wedding of those two, and I'm going to attend." Xara said truthfully.

When she said this, the corners of her mouth rose, but there was no smile under her eyes.

Solomon lightly nod, and did not ask more questions.

He was well aware of the feud between her and Gilbert, and he could guess what would happen when she went tomorrow.

"Good luck." Solomon said in a light voice as his thin lips parted.

Xara looked at him with a serious expression and said from the bottom of her heart: "These days, thank you for your help and care, and thank you for saving me abroad, if it wasn't for you, I think I would have been caught by them and returned to the black market, living a life worse than death, this kindness, I will not forget, and will definitely repay you in the future."

Solomon knitted his brows, these words, how does it sound like a farewell.