Mr Carroll Went Crazy After Divorce

His hair was messy. Maybe as a result of alcohol, he seemed slight impatient with a pair of misty eyes.

“Are you…ok?”

Aurora Robertson shifted her sight away, not brave enough to stare at him.

“What brings you here?”

Sion Carroll frowned at her whose appearance was out of his expectation. He seemed to lag in response, not as usual.

Aurora Robertson was amused by the man’s lagging. She could not control but stretched a slight smile, and said, “Just let me in first.”

He leaned aside to make way for her. Aurora Robertson closed the door as soon as she passed by, and divested the bag from her shoulder.

“Seth told me about your hand’s injury. So I bring some medicine to you for sanitary.”

Sion Carroll stood still and gazed at her. He seemed puzzle and tried to figure out if this was a dream.

Aurora Robertson felt awkward under his gaze. Seeing the man standing like a stone figure, she dragged him to the sofa and had him rest down.

The sight of the man’s horrid palm which was inlaid with glass fragments brought her a flow of chill. She concerned, “How could it be like that? Does not it hurt?”

“Well, it doesn’t.”

He said it low, careless about the wound, with his eyes pinning on the woman in front.

Aurora Robertson frowned at him, and soon buried her head to wound treatment.

“Watch yourself and keep the wound away from water. Tomorrow…when you come to the hospital, you must renew the bandage.”

After packing up the medical stuff, she was going to rise but the man suddenly gripped her wrist.

She asked with shock, “What …are you doing?”

Though drunk he was, Sion Carroll looked sincere, which fueled the beating of Aurora Robertson’s heart.

“Aurora…”

His low deep voice had a taste of wine, setting her nerves tingling just like a stream of slight electricity joyfully through her body

The man…

He must be drunk badly, otherwise he would not called her this way.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you. Can you please forgive me?”

She could felt Sion’s breath on her face when he speaking.

Realizing he was talking about tonight, Aurora Robertson stunned for a while. As the man drawing nearer and nearer, she flushed, with her anger vanished. She said it low, “…I…Never mind. I have forgiven you.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

The confirmation pulled a smile on the man’s face. His eyes were misty. And his arm suddenly rounded the girl and lifted her on his laps.

Aurora Robertson felt a stop in her heart for the man’s unexpected motion.

His chin leaned against her neck. His breath froze her just in a second. She dared not to make any move, even an inch.

With his eyes shut, Sion Carroll expelled a breath and required in low deep voice, “Stay in my hug, even just a while.”

“…”

“I still remembered the first time when I met you. You were that small. How come you haven’t grown up after so many years?”

“…I am not small any more…Now I’m at the age of 24.”

The flush crept down on her neck from the face. The man’s breathe with a taste of wine slipped on her skin, like a naughty breeze playing about her bare skin, making her itch.

Sion Carroll chuckled at her childish, but he did not retort. He said, “True. The little girl has grown up and become a wife.”

She was his wife now.

With her lip curling at his words, she did not make any response, for she sensed he meant more than the words.

“Aurora,” he called again. She felt his voice turned dull, coming through her hair and slipped into her ears.

“Keep away from the other man, please.”

His requested it so genially and patiently that Aurora Robertson could not reject.

“…Where is the other man?”

Though she had no idea who he was referring to, Aurora Robertson felt her heart like a fleeing fawn.

After a while, she said in a very low voice, “There is only you in my heart, always.”

She did not know the power of this small sentence which exploded in Sion Carroll’s heart and blasted the chaos in his mind under the alcoholic effect.

He raised his head. His eyes turned red, with such strong attachment that Aurora was trapped in. She could not distract her sight from the eyes.

When the man pressed his kiss down, rather than recoiling, she closed her eyes with a flicker in her eyelashes, and received it.

This was a kiss so gentle that no one could resist.

With a slight warm taste of wine tangling with his unique masculinity, he pressed his kisses lightly, one after one. She felt the kisses falling onto her heart like the first rain of spring.

“Who am I?”

“…Sion Carroll.”

“Do you love me?”

“Surely I… am loving you.”

With a pause of motion, Sion Carroll stroked her head with his long slim fingers. He looked so gentle and appealing.

Watching the man, Aurora Robertson was drunk too.

A vague thought came to her that the affectionate man in front seemed to have loved her for long.

Like in the swirl of emotion, she raised her hand, hooked around his neck, and pushed herself to kiss him back.

Narrowing his eyes, Sion Carroll moved his hand down from her head to her neck. With a light force, he pressed her to himself.

They lost in kisses with heavy gasps as if the air in the room was exhausting out.

At length, he held her up. The sudden lift had her griped on the man’s waist instinctively.

Her scream was muted by his lips before went out from her tongue, vanishing in his wild kisses.

“Sion Carroll…”she called his name softly.

They plunged in a soft bed. Watching the man in the shadow under the light, she could not help but trace the handsome profile.

“At ease, Aurora…”

She could not stop trembling during what happened following. Her nails left marks, line by line, on the man’s back.

After sex, Sion Carroll trapped Aurora into his hug. The alcoholic fatigue caught him, and he felt his eyelids as weight as thousand tons.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

“My baby, take a rest, “he murmured.

Then he bent down to kiss on the little woman’s forehead, leaned aside and sank into slumbering.

Watching the sleeping man, Aurora Robertson chortled with glee which was too sweet to hide.

So they could cancel the plan for divorce tomorrow morning, couldn’t they?

They became a pair of real spouse now. And if she was right, Sion Carroll did love her too.

Lying in his hug, Aurora Robertson could not resist the temptation and stretched out her fingers trace the man’s delicate profile.

Then the cell phone on the sofa buzzed. Aurora Robertson looked at it.

She asked, “It’s so late. Do you need to check if this is a call from hospital?”

She glanced at Sion Carroll who did not responded.

He slumbered soundly, with a kind of expression that it could always found on a drunken man. But the phone kept buzzing. The man frowned even in his dreams.

Aurora Robertson rose from the bed. As soon as she sat up, she felt sick with moaning unconsciously, “Urh…”

The first time felt rather unpleasant…

She dragged her pace to the sofa, hold up Sion Carroll’s phone, pressed the key to open it. But she was frozen after the screen was on.

There was a message. “Sion, I am going to reach the hotel soon. Do you need me to bring some food?”

Aurora Robertson read the message with a chill flowing through her body. She stood stunned.

So was Nevaeh Burns the one that Sion Carroll called to the hotel?