Three Little Guardian Angels The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2476

The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2476Chapter 2476
Nick lifted his eyelids to look at her and turned around. “It has nothing to do with that incident.”
He knew that the ‘witches‘ were Cameron’s prank.
Cameron might be cocky, but she was not evil enough to resort to that kind of trick to destroy his
reputation. Even Cameron and those ‘witches‘ became other people’s tools against him in the end.
Someone had taken advantage of Cameron’s prank, causing that incident to get exposed afterward,
and he was labeled as a “playboy.”
However, it had been many years, and he had already forgotten about it. Those “grudges” he had
against her had vanished as well.
When Nick did not hear Cameron’s voice for a long while, he turned his head around to look at her.
Cameron had already fallen asleep on the table. She was sleeping so soundly that even the noises
around her could not wake her up.
Nick looked at her and observed her face. He remembered that when he met the rumored young heir of
the Southerns in the East Islands, he felt that she looked like a girl, but he soon rejected the idea as
soon as it took shape in his head.
Right now, he just wanted to laugh at himself. Why did he discard the idea in the first place?
Would everything happen differently if he had realized that she was a girl?
Waylon couldn’t get through to Cameron, so he came to the martial arts center. The martial arts center
should have been closed by now if it were normal time, but all of the lights were still on right now.novelbinHe pushed the door open and went inside. A group of people was lying unconsciously on the table after
drinking themselves drunk, while those who were still sober were cleaning the area.
“Where is Cameron?” asked Waylon.
The person cleaning the table looked toward the direction of the window and said, “There she is.”
Waylon turned his head around and saw that Cameron was sleeping on the table with Nick’s jacket
draped over her shoulders.
He frowned and walked toward Cameron. He took the jacket away and placed it on the back of the
chair. After that, he scooped Cameron up from the chair.
Cameron’s head fell sideways, and she leaned on his shoulder. She mumbled, “I don’t want
to drink anymore… I need to go back.”
Waylon glanced at her and softly said, “You still know you need to go home. I thought you had already
forgotten about it.”
He carried her into the car.
When they arrived at Emperon, Waylon carried her into their room. He put her on the bed and helped
her to take off her shoes.
Cameron opened her eyes, and the figure of the man before her slowly became clearer in her vision
under the dimly lit light. “Wayne?” she said.
“Yeah?” Waylon replied, “Are you awake now?”
“Ugh, my head. It hurts.” Cameron turned around and wrapped her arms around his waist. She rested
her head on his lap, and he froze.He coiled his finger around her hair and asked, “Why did you still want to drink so much if you knew
you were going to get a headache?”
“Wayne,” she called out to him again.
“I’m here,” he replied.
Cameron smiled at him, and perhaps because she had drunk a little too much, she looked just like a
little kitty right now.
“Merry Christmas.”
He gazed deeply at her reddened cheek and said, “There is still an hour before Christmas.”
She replied, “I don’t care.”
Waylon stroked her cheek and said, “Alright, alright.”
“Wayne.”
“Yeah?”
“I…” Her voice was getting lower.
Waylon leaned forward, but before he could hear clearly what she was saying, her voice was drowned
out by the fireworks outside of the window.
She slept peacefully throughout the entire night while Waylon took care of her.
The next day, Cameron felt like someone was hammering her head with a sledgehammer. She saw
that there was a cup of water on the side of the bed, so she took it and finished it in one gulp.She came downstairs, and Waylon was preparing breakfast.
“Morning,” she greeted Waylon, her voice hoarse.
He put the breakfast on the table and said, “Here. Take this before you eat breakfast.”
Cameron sat down and began drinking the soup. When something came into her head, she asked, “Did
you go to pick me up last night?”
“Of course.” Waylon lifted his eyelids to look at her. “Do you know how drunk you were last night? Were
you not worried that other people might take you back to their house?”