Cosset You Forever
Chapter 373 I am Not Lola

Eason saw the door of the apartment open when Daisy put her finger onto the fingerprint lock.

Since Daisy could open the door, Eason didn't doubt her anymore. He just told Daisy, "Take good care of Chuck. I'll go back home. Thanks." She felt so helpless! She didn't want to take care of this man! Still, Daisy tried to smile, "All right, I will." Indeed, the man who had paid for her mother's medicine bills threatened her if she did not act for his cause. She had no choice but to ask for Chuck's help. She was confused and wondered why that man badly wanted to get her close to Chuck.

She helped Chuck into the apartment with so much difficulty and finally closed the door. Then they walked into the bedroom.

"Such a heavy guy!" Thanks to her regular exercise routines, she was able to push and carry him. If not for her, he would have slept on the hallway.

She opened the door of the bedroom and struggled to pull him onto the bed.

But he didn't let go of her. So they both fell down to the bed.

The next minute, he held her tightly and Daisy heard a name of a girl from his mouth, "Lola."

Who was Lola? Was she the woman in the entertainment show business before and the wife of Harry right now? Chuck suddenly kissed her when she was thinking of it.

She froze when he kissed her. For a moment, she didn't know what to do.

She forcefully pushed him away and he fell back on the bed.

Indeed, Chuck was just attracted to the smell of her body lotion. The truth was that he was thinking of Lola.

But the smell had gone far now and he had to get close to her.

Chuck reached for her hand as soon as she got up.

She shouted, "Let me go, Chuck! I am not Lola. Look at me carefully! You're drunk!" Though they stayed in a bed, the man was still thinking of another woman. How sad she was! "You are noisy... Don't be too loud." He kissed her again. Daisy tried to get away from him, but he didn't let her go.

Later that night

Lola locked herself in the cloakroom and didn't open the door regardless of Harry's continuous knocking at the door.

"Please come out, my dear wife! Please!" Harry called for Lola eagerly, standing against the door with a bath towel around his waist.

It was too late and Lola had no interests fooling with him. She pushed open the door in a sudden rush.

Harry was unprepared for that so he fell into her arms.

Though he was drunk, he still hugged Lola. It was an impulsive move.

"Harry! You behave yourself! You're so drunk!" She growled at him but it was useless.

The liquor was so strong that it made the usually serious man into a naive person.

They both walked to the bed. Lola ordered him in a very serious and angry tone, "Sleep now!"

Harry lied down on the bed. "I won't sleep if you leave me."

... She felt so helpless when she faced him. He could really work his way to make her give in. Lola found it incredible that Harry would behave like this.

All right! She was really sleepy, anyway. She tucked herself into the bed from the other side.

Soon after, she was hugged by him. She said to him coldly, "I will leave right now if you do not stop. Don't you dare do anything bad!"

He knew she meant it. In order to make her stay here, Harry closed his eyes obediently.

She yawned and soon fell asleep.

Harry opened his eyes and watched her lovely face, thinking about the surveillance video related to her.

From the video, it was clear that Michelle Wu had crashed into her and then she just lied there by the roadside.

But she was wounded in the arm instead of the head. How could she lose her memory?

Was she too scared or... Was she just pretending to have amnesia?

But it was Chuck who first told him that she lost her memory. She was still sleeping that time.

Thinking about it a lot, Harry decided to take her for a thorough examination. He would ask his friends in the US to send the most advanced medical equipment in the world. He needed some assistance for it. Indeed, he liked her smell. He put her hair on his face and enjoyed the moment.

After ten minutes, he got up and staggered into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

The next morning

Lola got up and found a heavy arm draped on her body.

But Harry was still sleeping. She tried to remove his arm away and sat up.

The man moved as if he was looking for something. Lola picked up her pillow. And then she put the pillow in his arms. He just went on sleeping after that.

The sun shone into the bedroom. She took a glance at the sleeping man. She drew all the curtains and it got dark in the room. She thought Harry would sleep better with this.

She left the bedroom silently and went to the next door to see Nicole.

At about nine that morning, Harry was woken up by a phone's vibration.

He rubbed his painful temple and sat up on the bed. It was Chuck who was calling him.

He answered the phone in a hoarse voice, "Chuck."

Chuck scolded coldly, "Harry, from now on, you are my enemy. I'll outbox you whenever I see you." The private bedroom was unusual today because of Lola. And her torn leggings was left on the floor. Harry thought about this for a while and he soon understood what happened to Chuck last night.

He smiled sarcastically, "So? Won't you be responsible for her? Be accountable!" Harry had seen Daisy's profile. She was a nice girl with a clean record and Chuck's grandpa would be satisfied with her. She was really a decent woman.

She had a mother who had been undergoing chemotherapy for a time now. But it was not a problem. There were a lot of doctors in Chuck's family. There would be no problem if they got married to each other. "Harry, just wait and I'll seduce your wife!" Everyone has a desire for revenge and Chuck was not an exception. He was going to get Harry's wife. He wouldn't let anything and anyone get in his way. Harry laughed, "Chuck, the one you should consider is your wife. Not my wife! Be warned!" However, Chuck impressed Lola a lot indeed. He had to watch out for him.

The two men said nothing more. Though Chuck was really angry, he knew why Harry was acting like this.

If his wife was Lola or even other woman, and she was liked by others, he would certainly get angry and jealous.

Not to mention, it was the narrow-minded Harry. Harry actually cut him more than enough slack already. He was being considerate.

"So, should I say thanks to you?" The atmosphere was getting a little awkward.

Harry got up from the bed and drew back the curtain. He saw a woman looking up to the sky in the Maple Grove nearby.

He smiled with the corners of his mouth. "You are welcome, brother. I will go and celebrate your wedding. I will even pay for it if you want." Strictly speaking, he was Chuck's matchmaker! And he was good in it!