Chapter 155

Upon hearing Shane's response, Haley felt like crying but could not shed a tear. Still, she attempted to reason with him, "Mr. Ford, I can hardly breathe. Could you loosen your grip a bit?"

Shane slowly loosened his arms slightly but continued to hold her tightly, showing no intention of letting go.

Haley sighed inwardly. If it weren't for the strong smell of alcohol emanating from him, she would have suspected that Shane was feigning drunkenness.

Taking a deep breath, she continued, "Could we at least sit on the couch? My legs are getting tired."

Finally, Shane reluctantly lifted his face from Haley's shoulder. His gaze shifted downwards and he noticed Haley standing barefoot on the cold floor, causing his expression to soften.

His eyes lingered on her fair and delicate feet for a while before he cleared his throat and bent down to scoop her up into his arms. As her body suddenly lifted off the ground, Haley could not help but gasp nervously, clutching onto Shane's neck tigh