Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 252

“Where to?”

His voice was low and intense, his gaze burning into her.

Cynthia’s breath hitched. “Didn’t you say you had a headache and wanted me to give you a massage?”

Only then did Dominic finally release her.

As Cynthia sat up, about to reach out and rub his temples, he shifted without hesitation, resting his head directly on her lap and closing his eyes, mumbling, “Go ahead.”

Cynthia blinked.

Was he always this clingy when drunk?

She placed her hands gently on Dominic’s forehead, working her fingers in slow, soothing circles. Looking down, she could see his striking features as he lay there, lashes long and dark against his cheek. Her heart skipped several beats. He seemed to have drifted off—his breathing was deep and even.

Cynthia called his name softly, “Mr. Holloway...”

He didn’t respond at all. He really was asleep.

She finally stopped, her arms aching slightly, and shook out her hands. Just as she tried to move his head from her lap, Dominic let out a disgruntled groan. Cynthia froze.

What a handful.

No wonder the driver had left with such a broad grin.

Resigned, Cynthia grabbed a pillow to prop up her back and settled in, figuring she’d wait until Dominic was in a deeper sleep before trying to move him again.

But as she waited, she nodded off herself.

—

In the middle of the night, Dominic woke. Opening his eyes, he saw Cynthia sleeping against the headboard. Maybe she was worried he’d roll off the bed, because one of her arms was still draped protectively across him.

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