Chapter: 1183

"I'm fine. I just need a moment. You go ahead, Colt."

"Don't be stubborn. I can't let you go home alone like this! As your superior, I must ensure your safety." Colt smiled. “Is there anyone to take care of you at home?"

Before she could complete her thought, a commanding figure strode toward them, casting a shadow over them.

Having removed her contact lenses earlier, she couldn't make out the face but felt the presence of someone tall, blocking the light Like an eclipse.

"Don't concern yourself with her."

Though her vision was blurred, the voice was unmistakable.

"Jonathan?"

Shouldn't he be on a business trip in Ferindel?

When Colt saw Jonathan, he was visibly taken aback.

Regaining his composure, he quickly pulled his hand away from supporting Bethany.

"Mr. Bates, sorry, I was just preventing her from falling! Now that you're here, I'll step aside!"

He didn't wait another second before turning and hurrying away.

Jonathan frowned as he looked down at the woman leaning against him.

“How much have you had to drink?"

Bethany, slightly unfocused, lifted her head, squinted at him, and smiled, initially holding up three fingers before switching to five.

“Maybe... five! Or maybe fifty! Everyone was so happy today. I'm very happy too..."

Realizing she was too unsteady to walk, Jonathan bent down and scooped her into his arms.

Bethany startled at the sudden movement.

She began to struggle. "No, no, put me down! Colt, don't touch me. Put me down!"

“Bethany, look at me!"

Jonathan's request came just as she delivered a sharp slap across his face.

The sound of the slap echoed, drawing looks from nearby tables.

“Put me down! Now!"

Jonathan's expression darkened after the public slap, his voice deepening. "Bethany! It's me, Jonathan!"