Marrying Without My Eight-Year Boyfriend Knowing novel Chapter 88

My intuition was spot on.

After Liam finished the drink, something about his condition seemed off.

The waiter stayed close to him, seemingly trying to pull him away: “Sir, are you feeling unwell? There’s a guest room over here. Let me take you there.”

I put down my plate and walked over, pushing the waiter aside.

“No need to trouble yourself, I’ll take him.”

Reluctantly, the waiter let go of Liam.

When Liam saw it was me, his expression visibly relaxed. He leaned heavily on me, almost like a large golden retriever, needy and clingy.

His unusually warm breath brushed against my neck, making me feel a little ticklish.

“Colette, I feel hot.”

“Sister, what’s wrong with you?”

“What’s going on in there? Open the door!”

The door across from us was being knocked on repeatedly.

“Nina, stop making a scene.”