415.Chapter 415

"Sebastian, you're drunk," Clara shoved him off and got to her feet.

Clara was fuming inside, but she knew he was only acting this way because he was wasted.

She didn't say another word. Seeing him pass out on the couch, she sighed, torn between ignoring him and taking care of him.

She walked into the guest room on the first floor, pulled out a thin blanket, and covered him up.

'If you weren't Luc