A Pigeon Pair: Sweetheart, Let's Get Married

Chapter 26 You Are So Cheeky When You're Drunk

"Hey bro, what do you think is the relationship between Maverick and this woman?"

The conversation could still be heard in the private room. Obviously, those who had been here since

the beginning didn't leave yet.

"Isn't that easy to tell? This woman wasn't important to him at all. He's just telling us that he doesn't

care whether he's gonna ally with the Kahl family by marriage."

"But I heard that the relationship between Maverick and Jenson was always good."

"That's a long time ago. Maverick won't be controlled so easily. I've heard that his assistant is a man

and maybe his sexual orientation is abnormal. But now, it seems that he's very interested in women. As

for the daughter of Jenson, I don't know whether Maverick likes her or not. He's just playacting in front

of us by bringing a woman to such a place."

"So you mean that we don't need to show mercy to the Kahl Mansion on that piece of land?"

"Didn't you hear what he just said? As businessmen, we can't think too much."

"Then what about Jenson...."

"Hey, we can't care about so many things. We'll do as Maverick has showed us. Jenson is not an idiot.

He will find out the source of the problem."

The other man paused for a moment before saying, "So he has deliberately found a woman to inform

us?"

Someone else said, "I don't think so. I think he seems to be quite fond of that woman."

"What happened just now was really unexpected. He actually carried that woman out."

"Well, he's a man."

"Fine. No one knows what he's gonna do to that woman tonight? By the way, we also helped Maverick.

If the woman didn't get drunk, there can't be anything interesting tonight."

...

Maverick indeed personally carried the woman out.

Everly got goosebumps all over her body in the cold night breeze.

She couldn't help but shiver. She wanted to find a warm place due to her instinct, so she

subconsciously leaned against the man's chest.

Maverick felt that her warm breathing was tapping his heart, like a feather, which was soft and itchy.

For a moment, he was truly unable to describe his feeling.

The night five years ago, she was also drunk, much worse than now, but at that time, she was still able

to walk.

No! She could do more than just walk!

She barged into his car, which he had personally driven there.

He recalled that night and he clearly remembered every detail about what happened back then.

Including every word she said to him.

"Hey, are you lonely? Do you wanna have sex with me?"

"What are you afraid of? I'm a virgin. You won't suffer any loss."

"I promise you that I'm really a virgin. I just want to find a handsome man with good skills. Don't hurt

me."

"Why don't you drive? Come on. Let's find a hotel and enjoy the night. Just one night. It's no big deal!"

"I'm telling you. Although my cup size hasn't reached 36D, I'm not bad. Besides, I have tender skin and

beautiful legs. Am I not a good match to you?"

"You actually cheated on me because I didn't want to have sex with you. I allow you to do that. So just

do it!"

...

At that time, she wore makeup, but her facial features could still be clearly distinguished.

Maverick frowned and looked down at the woman in his arms.

She was very quiet now, like a little cat that was full and ready to sleep.

Back then, she was cheated by a man. So she got drunk. Then she randomly found someone and

wanted to have sex with him for the first time.

After so many years, she seemed to have truly forgotten that the man was Maverick.

Maverick didn't know what to say, as if something was stuck in his throat. He felt really bad.

Because he was thinking too much now, he would even think that if the man wasn't him five years

ago...

The driver drove over and saw the boss hugging the secretary who had just come here. Maverick stood

in the night breeze as he looked at the woman in his arms.

The woman was very quiet. She just subconsciously held Maverick's shirt.

Through the windshield, it was hard to see Mr. Maverick's facial expression at night.

When the driver got a little closer, with good eyesight, he saw a hint of softness in Mr. Maverick's eyes.

The driver who had been driving for Mr. Maverick's for many years and had never seen such an

expression on his face.

There was one moment that the driver even felt that he might just be dizzy.

When the driver stopped the car and rushed out to help support Secretary Everly, Mr. Maverick's

expression was still cold as always. The tenderness in his eyes had disappeared.

Only then did the driver confirm that he must have misread it.

The car started. The driver looked through the rearview mirror at the man behind him. Probably

because the temperature in the car had risen, secretary Everly, who was lying quietly, suddenly

whined. She pulled her collar and shouted, "So uncomfortable. Maverick, where are you? I want to

drink water now."

"..."

Maverick's face darkened. Was she addicted to acting?

The man suddenly stretched out to hold her chin. He gritted and said, "Everly, open your eyes and see

who I am. Don't be a mad woman in front of me!"

The driver originally wanted to ask where they should go first.

Now he didn't dare to speak.

How could Everly know all this? She was already drunk, for she drank half a kilogram of liquor. She

wasn't an alcoholic.

Liquor was completely different from red wine.

Sitting in the car with high temperature, Everly felt the alcohol surging vigorously in her body. Her throat

was dry and she felt uncomfortable.

Someone dared to squeeze her chin?

It hurt, okay?

Everly tried to open her eyes. She patted the hand that off her chin and became even more impatient.

"Hey, let go of me. Let go! Holy shit! How dare you do this to me?"

"..."

"What are you talking about?" Maverick's face was livid.

Everly was clearly a drunkard, yet he was still arguing with her.

"Can't you hear what I'm saying? I'm asking you questions right now, you bastard. You always bully me,

ask me to moan and force me to be your damn secretary. And you even ask me to drink wine instead

of you, you bastard! Do you know that you're really not like a real man?

Maverick sneered, "Everly, you are not drunk, right?"

Was she pretending to be drunk and cursing him intentionally?

Maverick reached out to knock on the driver's seat, asking him to lift the soundproof glass. He wanted ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

to go to Everly's house first. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that he didn't know where she

lived.

Actually, he could let the driver ask Jayden.

However, he bit back his words and only told the driver, "Go to my villa."

After the soundproof glass completely rose, Maverick loosened his collar and turned to look at the

woman, who was lying at the window.

She grasped the edge of the window and looked very pitiful. The window was foggy because of the

temperature inside the car was different from the outside.

She pouted and kept kissing the window

Maverick swallowed. Without even thinking about it, he suddenly grabbed her shoulder with one hand

and gently held her hair with the other.

The he heard a low moaning from her.

The voice was so feeble that Maverick felt he was going to be burned up.

He leaned over and pressed his lips on hers. Then he said in a hoarse and low voice, "Are you always

so coquettish when you get drunk? You want to kiss? Can the window taste better than

me?"