It seemed Zoey was completely in love with Colby now. She wouldn’t be fooled by Aiden again, so Josie had nothing more to worry about.

Sean had the driver drop Zoey off on the way. After Zoey got out, he tilted his head and leaned against Josie.

“What’s wrong?” Josie asked nervously, supporting him. “Did you drink?”

“I helped Elliot by taking a few drinks for him.” Sean leaned against her, remaining still. “Let me lean on you for a moment; I’ll be fine soon.”

Josie’s hand, which had been supporting him, retracted slightly. She said, “Lean on me for a while. Tell me if you feel unwell, I’ll press the anti-hangover acupoints for you.”

“Oh?” Sean glanced at her slightly. “Can’t you press them now?”

Josie pursed her lips, her face burning red. “I can.”

After hesitating for a second, she reached out, took his hand, placed it in her palm, and began gently massaging it.

Perhaps because her feelings had shifted, not only was her heart pounding wildly, but her concentration was also scattered. Her eyes kept being drawn to Sean’s hand.

His hand was so large, his fingers thick and long, yet they didn’t seem clumsy. Instead, they were very masculine and good-looking. When his fingers curled slightly, they could envelop her entire hand, making her feel incredibly secure.

Wait, wasn’t she supposed to be pressing acupoints? Why was he making a fist?

Josie was stunned, looking at her hand wrapped in his large palm, feeling a bit confused.

She turned her head to look at Sean, and he happened to lift his face.

Their noses were almost touching. Josie instinctively wanted to pull back, but he was leaning on her shoulder.

“Sean?” Josie froze, her entire face turning pink…

Sean lifted his chin slightly, seemingly about to touch her lips.

The car stopped. The driver in the front turned around. “Mr. Reedshaw, we’ve arrived.”

Josie shot out like a startled cat.

She scrambled out of the car door and rushed into the house.

Sean sat up straight, pressed his forehead, and sighed. “Why can’t I ever control myself?”

The driver in the front looked awkward and flustered, “Mr. Reedshaw, I…”

“It’s fine. It’s late. Go rest early.” Sean adjusted his collar, opened the door, and got out.

He walked in and encountered Delilah and Patti sitting in the living room.

He had just greeted Patti when Patti beckoned him closer. “What did you do to Josie?”

“What did she say?” Sean looked visibly anxious, afraid that Josie might ignore him from now on.

Patti shook her head and said, “She didn’t say much. Just said she wanted to make you hangover soup. But she looked flustered, and her face was all red. Tell me honestly, did you drink and take advantage of that girl?”

“No!” Sean stood up and walked towards the kitchen. “I’ll go check on her.”

Delilah exchanged a glance with Patti and asked, “Is there a chance?”

“I think so!” Patti looked very happy. “Before Eleanor comes back, finalize taking her as your disciple. Don’t let her beat you to it.”

Delilah was somewhat concerned, “Back then, Eleanor was eager to enter the Reedshaw family attic. At such a critical moment, do you really want me to take Josie as my disciple?”

“You think Mr. Longley sent her here for the Reedshaw attic?” Patti tapped Delilah. “You… you’re just too single-minded. Thankfully, Claire didn’t take after you!”

Delilah pursed her lips. “It would be better if she did!”

Kitchen.

Sean pushed open the door. “Josie?”

“It… it’ll be ready soon!” Josie’s hands stilled. She turned and walked to Sean. “Go back to your room first. I’ll bring it up to you in a moment.”

After she finished speaking, Sean leaned against the door, watching her with a faint smile and showing no intention of leaving.

She nervously lowered her head, her fingers twisting the edge of her skirt at her waist. “Just now… I didn’t mean to.”

“What?” Sean suddenly moved closer.