Gluey Love Between Us

Chapter 2311

"Allie, won't you feel stuffy in there? Come out for air." Henrick reached out to tug at the quilt, a smile peeking from his lips.

Alice slipped in and said in a muffled voice, "Go away. I don't want to see you anymore."

Henrick said, "Allie, come out first."

"No way. Begone, you." Alice thought, "I need to save my face."

She'd been so drunk that she couldn't even tell who it was she had been rambling to.

Her drink must have been spiked the night before. Otherwise, how could she be so drunk?

She had been drunk, yes, but never this drunk.

Henrick stopped smiling and said, "Allie, pull the quilt away first. I have something to tell you!"

"No, let's talk about it later. I don't want to see you now."

Henrick was forced to retreat. "... Allie, I'll come in later."

True to his word, Henrick stood up and went out.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Alice crawled out of the blanket.

She pinched herself hard. "Ouch, it hurts!"

She shook her hands hard and lay on the bed in anger, looking as if she was dead inside. She'd hoped that it was all a dream, but it was not!

Half an hour passed without any movement from Alice's side of the room. Coincidentally, someone was knocking on the door. He rose to his feet and went to open it.

Josue stood at the door with two paper bags in his hands.

He smiled and said, "Mr. Henrick, your breakfast is here."

Henrick and Alice had been staying in the same room since the night before, and his curiosity as to whether the two had shared a bed was piqued.

He thought, "Wow, I have to say that my excitement is at full throttle. Will they have two more babies? I really want to see Mr. Henrick role-playing as a nanny."

"Mr. Henrick, you must have had the time of your life last night." He smiled knowingly.

Josue's inner monologue had rolled off his tongue before he could realize that in his excitement, he had spoken aloud.

Henrick was stunned. He sneered and said, "Look at my hand. What do you think this can achieve?"

"Why, Mr. Henrick, it isn't done by hand."

Henrick's face suddenly darkened. "As far as I know, you don't have a girlfriend. But you seem to be oddly familiar with the process."

Josue had a silly expression on his face. He earnestly said, "Certain knowledge is naturally endowed. I mean, who better to teach a man than men themselves?"

"Also, Mr. Henrick, you need to amp up your effort."

Henrick thought the same, for hadn't he learned it firsthand seven years ago? A one-man campaign that had successfully blessed Allie with babies on the first try.

He smiled happily and looked at Josue curiously. He kicked his calf and said, "Off you go. Stop butting in my business."

"Ah... Mr. Henrick, it hurts like hell. Okay, okay, I'll leave. You didn't have to kick me." Josue turned around and ran, complaining in his heart. Work wasn't easy nowadays.

Henrick carried the breakfast into the room. He thought that some time had passed for Alice's embarrassment to be watered down.

In fact, what happened the night before was nothing. In his eyes, it was very cute.

When he went in with breakfast, he saw Alice lying on the quilt and falling asleep.

He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. This silly girl was really stupid!

He walked over and pulled up the quilt on the other side to cover her.

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Coincidentally, his brother had sent him a message saying that Dr. Harris would be there on this day:

"Ricky, Carson's said that your hand condition is not very optimistic. You may need some time to be cured. Don't be too hard on yourself and be at ease while the treatment is ongoing. I will take care of everything."

Henrick's face fell. In fact, he could feel that the chances of his hand recovering were very slim. He still couldn't feel his right hand.

But he had always been optimistic since he was a child and never gave up so easily.

He would never give up until the end!

But what if it was ten or twenty years later?

Henrick felt that he couldn't afford to wait any longer. He still hoped that he was healthy.

He replied with a voice message with a hint of a smile, "Bro, I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me. It's just a matter of time. Maybe I'll recover in a year or two."

Kenneth said, "Ricky, I'm glad to hear that. Lucian said that you can recover, but it will take a long time. You have to believe in his medical skills."

Henrick replied, "Bro, I got it. I still have to raise my children in the future and marry Allie. I can't let myself be disabled. I will cooperate with Dr. Harris."

Kenneth said, "Not to worry. If Carson says your hand can be saved, then it must be so."

After putting down his phone, Henrick's expression was calm as he stared at his drooping arm.

He just sat there quietly. It was not until a long time later that Alice woke up and walked out of the room. When she stood at the door, Henrick was shaken out of his reverie, feeling her gaze on him.

There was a hint of heartache in Alice's eyes. His absent-minded and expressionless face made her feel sorry for him.

What was he thinking?

"Allie, you're awake." Henrick regained his usual look and looked at her with a gentle smile.

"Yeah." Alice looked at him deeply.

"Eat something first." Henrick pushed the paper bag in front of her.

"Why didn't you eat first?" Alice sat beside him and opened the paper bags. The hearty sandwich inside gave off a strong fragrance.

It completely aroused the appetite in her belly.

"Wow! Your housemaid's sandwich smells divine." Alice smiled and took it out of her paper bag, handing it to Henrick.

"If you like it, I'll ask her to make it for you every day."

"Nah, I'll be in a better mood if I eat different food every day." Alice took a bite. The strong fragrance spread in her mouth, satisfying her taste buds.

She suddenly thought of the indifferent and sad expression of Henrick and asked, "Henrick, what were you thinking about just now?"

Henrick was stunned, but then he shook his head with a smile. "Nothing. Why?"

Alice didn't believe what he had just said. It was obvious that he had been pulling a brooding face a while ago.

"Speaking of which, don't mind what I said last night. I... I was drunk."

After waking up, she was still in a daze.

She carefully recalled what had happened that night and realized that it was already recorded in the annals of her history, no matter what she did or what said.

She could only be thick-skinned.

Henrick suddenly looked at her calmly. "Allie, which one are you referring to?"

Alice's little face suddenly turned red. This man clearly knew that she was embarrassed, but why did he ask so bluntly?

"Every. Single. Thing." She spat out angrily and lowered her head to eat.

She still felt a little dizzy and uncomfortable.

Henrick just smiled and didn't say anything. He planned to tell her about it after eating.

After lunch, Alice folded the paper bags and tossed them in a recycling bin.

Only then did Henrick look at her. "Allie, take a seat!"

Alice sat opposite him a little nervously, just like a primary school student who was sitting ramrod- straight and waiting for a teacher's lecture.