Chapter 143

For a moment, Autumn was frightened by the look in Dawson's eyes. But the next second, he let go of her wrist. "You're driving, so you can't drink," he said. Autumn was speechless. "What's this now? Are you upset?" he asked when he caught the faint disappointment on her face. "No, I just felt like having a drink," Autumn replied. "I'm in a good mood today and wanted someone to celebrate with. You happened to call, so I thought… Never mind, it's fine if I don't drink. It won't ruin my mood." This time, it was Dawson's turn to be speechless. He suddenly felt a twinge of regret for speaking too soon. "Mr. Faulkner, please go ahead and drink. When you're ready to head back, just let me know." Autumn didn't know why he was drinking alone, but it wasn't anything surprising. Some people simply liked a crowd, while some preferred solitude. Dawson refilled his empty glass and drank half of it before setting it down. "Let's go." He managed to suppress the agitation in his chest, but no