Chapter 966: Chapter 966



He took a deep breath, his voice unwavering as he spoke again. “I won’t let you carry everything by yourself anymore. You never have to pretend in front of me.”

“Really?”

Dunn’s gaze locked onto hers, steady and sure. “Really.”

Aurora inched closer to him, a playful spark in her eyes, her expression both mischievous and endearing. “Right now, there’s something I really want to do.”

“What?” Dunn asked in confusion.

Aurora lifted her arms and leapt into his embrace. “I want to hold you.”

Dunn froze for a moment, caught off guard by her boldness. But then, his hands moved instinctively, gently wrapping around her waist as she clung to him. Aurora melted into him, the warmth of his clothes soothing her, and she felt a wave of relaxation wash over her. Her eyelids fluttered, heavy with the pull of sleep. Within moments of being in his arms, she was drifting off.

“Aurora?”

“Hmm?”

When Dunn called her name again, there was no response. She was out cold, completely drunk.

As he drove her home, his phone buzzed with an incoming call from the manager of the restaurant.

“I’m terribly sorry, Mr. Finch.”

Dunn’s voice was sharp, cutting through the apology. “Who told you to do that?”

Rickey hadn’t told them to keep his identity confidential, so the manager told the truth.

As soon as Dunn heard Rickey’s name, a knot of unease twisted in his stomach. Rickey was overseas, yet still trying to meddle in things between him and Aurora. Dunn wanted to take things slow, let their relationship unfold naturally. But Rickey’s interference was making everything feel forced and awkward. Dunn started to regret having asked Rickey to take care of Aurora, realizing it had been a rushed decision.

Your next adventure is at g al n ovels . con After dropping Aurora off at her place, Dunn dialed Rickey’s number.

Rickey was lounging in his basement home theater, surrounded by people, watching a film. Three men and four women sprawled across a large round bed. It wasn’t exactly scandalous, but the whole scene felt off.

Rickey laughed casually, his mood dulled by the alcohol. “Well? Did you like the gift I got you?”

Dunn’s voice was sharp, cold as ice. “Is Aurora your ‘gift’?”

Rickey raised an eyebrow, taking a long sip of his drink before pulling the woman next to him closer. “What else could she be?”

Dunn’s patience wore thin. “Rickey, just stay out of this and stop interfering.”

Rickey scoffed, his words dripping with mockery. “You think I care about your problems? You’re just ungrateful. Whatever.”

“You’ve been drinking, haven’t you?”

“Yeah.” Rickey held up his phone and asked the girls to say hi to Dunn.

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