Elder Kinston's Exclusive Sweet Wife-Chapter 242 - 251: Never Let Go

Dorian Howards slightly furrowed his brows, leaned down and said, "What, it’s been three years and you don’t remember me?" Just the thought of this possibility made him uncomfortable inside. He had remembered this woman for three years.

If she dared to say those three words, "I don’t remember," he would have to grab her by the neck and make her swallow them back, one by one.

Alice Conley continued blinking her eyes, then raised her hand and touched Dorian Howards’ face.

Dorian’s long brows arched, but he didn’t move.

The result was that she pinched his handsome face, causing Dorian to painfully seize her hand and demand, "What kind of madness is this!" He figured there was only ever one person in his life who dared to pinch his face like that.

And then she said, "Well, turns out it’s not a dream after all."

He sneered, "You really wish this were a dream, don’t you?"

She nodded, "Yeah, because seeing you, it just feels like nothing good can happen." While saying this, she pulled back the covers, got out of bed, and looked down to see she was still wearing the clothes from yesterday, and breathed a small sigh of relief. Safe enough.

Dorian could see through what this girl was thinking with one look, so he said, "Clothes don’t mean anything. Last night you were hugging me and didn’t let go, we did everything we were supposed to do."

Actually, nothing happened, but right now, he just wanted to irk her. It made no sense that the only one feeling bothered was him while she could be indifferent and carefree.

Alice’s expression did indeed change, but what she said was, "You better not expect me to give you money, I’m busy looking for a job myself and struggling to get by, I have no money for you."

Dorian was exasperated, "Alice Conley, you think I care about your measly money?" He’s seen all kinds of money, as the heir to the Howards Family, he could throw away billions without flinching.

"Good if you don’t care." Alice shrugged, "Then let’s say I took advantage of you this time, from now on, let’s go our separate ways, stay out of each other’s business, alright?" She finished speaking, found her shoes, put them on, and got ready to leave.

Dorian’s ominous voice came from behind her, "Are you so sure? Can you really go our separate ways with me?"

Her steps hesitated for a moment, "Why wouldn’t I be sure, haven’t we been like this for three years already?"

She opened the tavern door and left, while Dorian looked solemn, lowering his gaze to his hands—these hands... had just touched her, held her hand.

This woman really didn’t care about him, and the funny thing was, at the moment he saw her again, he realized that he had never let her go.

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Mabel Quinn was on set when she received a call from Alice Conley.

"Mabel, what exactly happened after I got drunk last night?" Alice asked anxiously.

Mabel quickly recounted what happened last night, then said, "That Dorian Howards is a friend of Kyle’s. Did he take you home yesterday?"

Take me home my ass, he ended up taking her to open a room at the tavern! Alice didn’t tell Mabel Quinn.

"He took me home," Alice answered, her heart crying tears of blood; who would have thought it could be such a coincidence, that Dorian Howards was actually friends with Kyle Kinston.

"By the way, do you know him or something?" Mabel asked. After all, yesterday Dorian Howards didn’t treat Alice like a stranger he’d just met.

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