One Night Surprise

Chapter 85 I Don’t Want to Go to That House

“I don’t want to go there. I don’t want to go to that house…” Incoherent words that sounded like she was sleep talking came from his embrace, causing his stern expression to reveal a shred of tenderness amongst the storm.

Alexander’s father passed away when he was 13 years old. Even though his mother wasn’t around, he still had his grandfather to take care of him and raise him. His grandfather was currently still alive and kicking, and he loved to act against him.

But this was not the case for Courtney—she had lost her mother ever since she was born, and though her father was still around, he had formed a new family with someone else. She had lived with her grandfather for a few years before the latter passed away. After that, she was taken back to the Hunter Mansion by her father, which had obviously put her in an awkward situation—she should have been the original family member but was treated as a guest in the family instead.

Alexander’s only friend since childhood had once remarked him as an obstinate person, and he himself also thought that a person’s surrounding environment was the cause of one’s obstinance. Therefore, the type of environment that Courtney grew up in should have caused her to become a more obstinate person than he was, but in contrast, she was actually able to live a carefree and comfortable life. She even gave up on her identity as the second young lady of the Hunter Family and became a manager in a hotel.

He initially thought that he knew her very well—an ordinary woman who was shrewd in work but silly in life. However, after getting along with her for so long, he realized that there was much more to learn about her.

The rain got heavier. Looking at the hazy sea with a frown, he asked, “How much longer before we can dock?”

“Very soon. Don’t worry. It usually stops raining within five to ten minutes here,” the boat driver explained while controlling the steering wheel, intending to return to the mainland as fast as possible.

However, after half an hour, when Alexander had taken the two of them back to the hotel, there was still a downpour outside. The weather station announced at the last minute that there might be a rainstorm coming and ordered all the fishing boats to urgently evacuate from the sea. There were plenty of small boats that had been capsized by the strong waves, and rescue teams had been dispatched.

“President Duncan, who’s this…” A few persons-in-charge of the show from Starlight Media were waiting for Shay’s news at the hotel lobby. They were stunned when they saw Alexander back with Courtney.

“Get a doctor here.” He went straight to the point and threw them a brief and concise order. Under their dumbfounded gaze, he carried her in his arms and went upstairs.

for her to take any medicine for it. She probably got wet in the rain and caught a fever, so she will be fine after taking some antipyretic drugs.” After the doctor diagnosed that it was nothing serious, the

the person-in-charge turned and saw Alexander. Stunned, he greeted, “President

in response. “Get a caretaker to look after her

heavy rain had never occurred even once in many years, so many incidents happened following this downpour. The medical facilities here are

cruise ship has capsized? Which one?” He suddenly thought of the fact that Tina had not

the ship that Shay boarded. Shay and Miss Hunter’s daughter have safely arrived at the island, but they can’t come back at the moment. They have reported to us

Alexander’s expression slightly eased.

caretaker…” The

waved his hand, gesturing to him to leave

face, recalling the incident when he met her in

astonishing when she was daring, but she could melt his heart when she was weak

attempting to take a closer look at her face, but when he got closer to her, he found that he seemed to have lost control of himself as he leaned even closer to her and finally planted a kiss

the window as the curtains swayed in the wind; raindrops fell on the ground and splashed in all directions. A large shadow was cast on the wall—it was kissing

she seemed to feel that someone had covered a blanket on her and placed a cold, wet cloth

someone next to her, she could not stop herself from spiraling into a dream about her past from years

worry as he repetitively adjured, “Court, you have to be a good girl when you go back, but you don’t have to pay too much attention to what they think. You still have a place in your father’s heart.

I don’t want to go there. I will be a good girl, and I won’t eat too

a bystander, listening to the girl with pigtails as the latter cried miserably, as if she did not understand that