Chapter 295
Chapter 295
"He mistakes me for someone else, shows me no respect, and wears me out, huh? Just wait and see how I'll get back at him." Yitty lay next to Cillian, pinching his cheek while she muttered angrily. A wicked plan was already forming in her head.
Cillian woke up with the sun streaming through the window, his head pounding. He groaned, realizing last night's drinking escapade had been a colossal mistake.
With a grimace, he had not even fully come to his senses when a stinging slap landed across his face.
"Cillian, I trusted you as a friend, and you turn out to be this kind of guy?"
The slap snapped Cillian out of his daze. He held his cheek, blinking in confusion, only to find Yitty in front of him. She was clad in a bathrobe with tears streaming down her face. There was a subtle red mark on her collarbone.
"Ms. Jenks, what... happened?" Cillian's words tumbled out in a jumble, dread creeping over him.
He could not have... Not to Yitty...
"You have the audacity to ask me? Cillian, you were blackout drunk last night. Out of concern, I brought you back from the bar to the hotel." "And how did you repay me? By mistaking me for someone else and taking advantage of me... What am I to you, Cillian?"
Yitty's voice cracked with raw emotion, her eyes swimming with tears. She was right. Cillian had wronged her, albeit in a misunderstanding. Cillian felt like he had been hit by a freight train. Had he really confused Yitty for Lucy and crossed a line? No, that could not be...
Clutching his throbbing head, memories of the night before played in fragments. The nausea had hit him like a wave, and Yitty was there to steady him. He held onto her, and then...
It was all too much.
"Yitty, I swear, I didn't mean to do it I'm so sorry. I don't even know what came over me to do something so terrible. If you want to hit me and yell at me, go ahead. I deserve it..."
Yitty watched as Cillian genuinely believed he had hurt her. He apologized over and over. She could not help but secretly chuckle.
Yet, she kept up a sad facade and said, "It's already happened. What's the point of hitting or yelling at you now?"
"I'll make it right, I promise!"
Cillian saw himself as a true man. If he made a mistake, he was going to face up to it. He could not bear the thought of letting Yitty down. However, when Yitty saw the serious look on Cillian's face, she started to freak out a little.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
Oh no, had she pushed it too far?
"And how do you plan to make it right?"
Yitty eyed Cillian, confused. He took a deep breath and said with conviction, "I'll talk to my folks and come to your place to ask for your hand. I'll marry you and bring you home."
It was clear he and Lucy were not meant to be. Since this twist of fate had happened, maybe it was time to move on and start anew. He might not be able to offer Yitty love, but he could give her everything else she could ever want.
Cillian meant every word, and Yitty was momentarily lost for words.
"You're serious? You want to marry me?"
Cillian nodded without hesitation, and Yitty burst out laughing with a touch of anger in her voice. "You don't even know what I do or where I live, and you're talking about marriage? Are you out of your mind? For all you know, I could be a
criminal."
you."
"I trust you, and for the rest, just explain when you can. We've only just met, but I've got a good feeling about you. I meant what I said I'll stand by