Tame Me My Brother -in-Law

125. CWITH CELINE'S POV “Celine, please...” | had to leave Sean earlier to use the restroom, and when | returned to my usual spot, he was still sitting there, but an empty bottle of whiskey was knocked over on the table in front of him. Sean continued to beg, and it appeared as though he had consumed too much alcohol by this point. “Let’s go back to France together, please...” | shook my head, recalling the scene earlier at the bar, and as we made our way to his room in the hotel where he was staying, his arm was draped over my shoulder while Jenny was on the other side, which allowed us to support sof his weight between us.

“Why are you so heavy?!” Jenny whimpered the entire way down the corridor that we were walking down.

“Celine, cwith me, okay?” Sean c ocked his head to the side and gazed atwith a hopeful expression on his face. “You promised... to wait forto cback...” | didn’t respond to him, but Jenny was getting a little impatient as she said... “Can you say that to her later? You're da mn heavy, my go d!” Sean cracked a smile, and | could feel him working hard to pull himself up so that Jenny and | wouldn't have to suffer as much fro supporting him.

“Do you have your card with you?” Jenny asked, but she had alread begun searching Sean’s pockets. When she found the card, she quickly tapped it on the automatic door lock, and the door opened shortly after with a beep.

After a struggle to bring him inside, we eventually assisted Sean get 1/4 +25 BONUS to his bed.

“Oh my gosh!” Jenny grumbled as she hunched her back and held her waist with both hands. “I feel like my waist is going to split in half...” | couldn’t help but giggle as | watched her take a seat on the chair at the side of the bed, still hitting her sore waist.

Even | was feeling a little bit worn out, as shown by the fact that | was panting rapidly and that my clothing was drenched in sweat.

“Hey Celine... are you feeling alright?” Jenny asked with a worried tone in her voice when she noticed my current state.

“I... I'm fine...” | said. Even though | was intoxicated as well, the things Sean toldin the bar earlier broughtto my senses.

After that, | decided that | didn’t want to drink anymore. | did nothing but sit there and listen to him recount his experiences, including how he had spent the previous seven years living in France.

“I had been missing you... and | had planned this trip for a very long tjust to be with you, thinking that when | cback here, you would ctoback in France...” he said.

“Why don’t you travel to France with him?” Jenny told me, pulling out of my reverie. “Aunt Sandra is no longer with us, and she will never return to this world alive, no matter how much vengeance you seek for her...” | didn’t say anything. | didn’t want Sean to overhear Jenny and my conversation, so | just stood there and stared at him as he lay on th bed with his eyes closed.

“The Lauren family is not easy to deal with, and you know it very well, Celine...” Jenny proceeded after she failed to receive a response from me. “I think it would be best if you went with Sean. | have faith that he will look after you very well, and | am certain that you will find great +25 BONUS contentment in being with him...” After that, she got up from her seat, walked over to where | was standing, and grabbed my hand.

“Do not continue to wallow in your misery any longer. Auntie is watching you from up above, and | know she’s not happy with what she’s seeing right now...” A sour smirk formed on my face as | cast my attention downward. ” Sean and | can no longer go back to the past...” “Why...?"” she asked, releasing my hand and turned to go back to her seat. “Could it be because...” “Jenny, please...” What she was going to say was the last thing | wanted to hear.

“But Sean said he doesn’t mind!” she exclaimed. “The society is very open-minded now, Celine... It's normal for men and women to live together even though they're not married...” “But I'm married and Sean is not!” | shook my head. “Jenny... | understand that you are trying to look out for my best interests by doing this, but... | just can’t let it go!” | turned my attention back to Sean | am conscious of the fact that parting ways with him was difficult for me, but my mind said | wanted more. | wanted to seek justice for my mom.

| wanted to find out the truth about what happened twenty-one yea ago.

“Jenny, | have already lost one of my fallopian tubes...” | continued. And Sean is not someone who deserves this.

He doesn’t deserve to be with me...” | also recalled how his mother held a deep-seated animosity toward me.

3/4 +25 BONUS “Celine...” “Jenny, stop it!” and she swallowed back her words. “I don’t want to talk about this, anymore! My decision is final... I'm not going with him!” And that’s when her phone suddenly started ringing.

“I'll have to take this call...” she said as she stood up from her seat and before she stepped out of the room, she said... “Please take care of Sean...” | couldn’t help but let out a sigh as | observed Sean's lifeless body lying on the bed. The skin on his face was red from drinking too mug alcohol.

| proceeded into the bathroom, took the face towel that was hanging there, and soaked it with water from the sink before returning to Sean and beginning to wipe his face with it.

“Celine...,” he gripped my wrist unexpectedly, causing my hand to freeze that was wiping down his neck. “Please chwith me...” Sean's eyes remained closed, and he continued to murmur the words he had spoken toearlier in the bar; | believe it is already tforto put a stop to him saying those things.

“Letclean you first, Sean...” | said as | pulled my hand back, but almost screamed when he suddenly opened his eyes and his hold my wrist bectighter.

“I like you, Celine...,” he confessed, and | could only look at him w wide eyes as he spoke those words. “I've liked you for a very long time, and I've been waiting for you ever since you were fourteen...” 4/4