Hope you in my dream

Chapter 198 You Were the Reason He Named it Starry Chateau

Rachel was a little surprised. She looked up at Clark, only to find that his eyes were dark and deep with a strange attraction, which made her unable to stop.

She wanted to refuse, but somehow she nodded and said, "Yes."

Clark closed the car door, naturally took her hand and led her inside.

Rachel's heart was beating fast.

How long had it been since they held hands like this? Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Rachel could not remember at all. All she knew was that she could only stand in the distance and look at him these days. She couldn't get close to him.

She should have refused his intimacy, but Rachel couldn't refuse him inexplicably. She could only let Clark hold her hand to enter the Starry chateau.

Clark took her to one basement.

The basement was full of various kinds of wine of various ages, and the wine cabinet was filled with wine.

The housekeeper, who was wiping the wine bottles, stopped what he was doing and stood up to greet, "Mr. Mr. Clark, welcome!"

Rachel withdrew her hand subconsciously.

Clark frowned imperceptibly.

"Gavin, you can leave now!" Clark ordered indifferently.

It turned out that the butler's name was Gavin. Rachel secretly kept it in mind.

Gavin nodded at them and left.

Clark walked around the room and came back with a bottle of champagne and two goblets.

Rachel sat down on the sofa and looked at him with interest.

Clark looked indifferent. She couldn't tell what he was thinking, but she could feel that his heart was beating fast though his face was clam.

"Do you have something on your mind today?" Rachel looked at him and asked tentatively.

After pouring the wine, Clark handed a goblet to her and said lightly, "Drink with me."

Rachel sighed and thought, 'Why do I ask a silent man like him to tell me what he is thinking? I am too naive.'

"Well, if you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask." Rachel clinked her goblet with his and took a sip.

Clark drank up the wine in his goblet.

Rachel shook the goblet, watching the red liquid shaking back and forth in it, but her mind was full of doubts.

Why did Clark suddenly want to drink with her?

Did he quarrel with Anna?

Or did he encounter other difficulties?

She looked up at him, only to find that he was also looking straight at her. Their eyes met, but no one dodged.

Her heart beat faster and her face turned red.

After a long while, Clark lowered his head and took another sip.

"I, I'm going on a trip tomorrow," to avoid embarrassment, Rachel tried hard to change the topic.

"Okay." Clark poured himself another goblet of wine and continued to drink.

Rachel suddenly plucked up the courage to ask, "What's wrong with you tonight? Did you quarrel with Anna?"

"Yes," Clark responded, raised his neck and drank up the wine in his goblet.

Rachel sighed. It seemed that she couldn't get any information from him.

"She behaves very normal now. Any other woman would be sad and out of control when facing such a situation," Rachel could only comfort him.

However, hearing this, Clark suddenly looked up at her and said coldly, "At least you won't do that."

Stunned, Rachel wondered if he was praising her?

Somehow, she was a little happy.

Then the two of them stopped talking.

Although Rachel had a lot of doubts to ask, she couldn't ask when she saw Clark drown his sorrows in wine.

Besides, she knew very well that even if she asked him, he would not answer these questions.

Well, she could only stay quietly aside and watch Clark drink one goblet after another.

After a long time, Clark began to get drunk.

He lay prone on the table and slept soundly. No matter how loud Rachel's voice was, he did not wake up.

Rachel was in a dilemma. He drove her here. She couldn't leave him alone, could she? But where should she take him if she was to leave with him?

"Wake up, Clark!" Rachel said as she shook him.

Clark was woken up. He looked up at her and pulled her into his arms.

"Don't leave, Rachel." Clark buried his head in her neck, took a deep breath, burped and fell asleep again.

Rachel was completely shocked by his action!

This...... Was it the other side of Clark?

He was drunk, but he still recognized her. And now he buried his head in her neck. This posture was totally improper. What kind of thing was it?

Rachel pushed him away and said, "Clark, you're drunk!"

Being pushed away, Clark seemed to be very unhappy. He frowned and stretched out his arms to hold her again. In order to prevent her from moving, he simply leaned over and pressed her on the sofa!

Rachel was dumbfounded this time. What did he do?

"Let go of me, Clark. Get up!" Rachel was a little angry. She tried to push him away, but failed!

"Shut up!" Clark frowned and bent over to kiss her!

This time, Rachel couldn't scream anymore!

There was a strong smell of alcohol between Clark's lips and tongue, which made her almost suffocated!

She felt as if she was pressed by a thousand pounds, and her mouth was blocked again. She was almost out of breath!

Suddenly, Clark stopped and fell asleep on her.

Rachel looked at him in confusion. Sure enough, he was really drunk.

She felt relieved and pushed him hard!

"Bang!" Clark fell to one side and rolled on the thick carpet.

Rachel looked at him apologetically, only to see him turn over and find a comfortable posture to continue sleeping.

Rachel was at a loss whether to cry or to laugh. She sat up from the sofa, took out her phone from the table and called Amanda.

"Your brother is drunk. Come and take him back!"

After that, she called Mindy and asked her to pick her up at the gate of the chateau.

"Rachel, Rachel..."

Suddenly, she heard Rachel calling her in his sleep?

She looked at Clark confusedly, only to find that he closed his eyes and reached out his hands in the air, as if he wanted to hold her in his arms.

He was really drunk!

Rachel stood up and tidied up her clothes. When she walked out of the door, she saw the butler, Gavin, standing there, staring blankly at the distance.

"Well...... Gavin, Mr. Clark is drunk. What should we do?" Rachel asked with embarrassment.

Hearing that, Gavin came to his senses and turned to look at her.

"You are the first girl he brought back. What's your name?" Gavin suddenly asked.

Rachel felt a little uneasy, but she still answered honestly, "My name is Rachel Yan."

"Rachel? You are a star? Starry chateau? I see." All of a sudden, something occurred to Gavin.

Stunned, she thought, 'What does the name of the Starry chateau have anything to do with my name?'

Seeming to see through her mind, Gavin smiled and said, "The name of the Starry chateau was given by Mr. Clark himself. I objected at that time, but he mentioned that he thought of this name because of someone. But he didn't tell me who it was. Now it seems to be you."

Rachel was shocked!

Clark named it starry because she was a star?

What did Clark mean by doing this? Rachel was totally confused.

When she came to her senses, Rachel said with self-mockery, "Butler, did you hear it wrong? How could I be the one Mr. Clark loves? I don't think I am that attractive."