Chapter 522 Only one guest room

Book:My Sweet Lawyer Wife Published:2024-5-1

“Are you going back to the Soto family?”
Peter, sitting in the passenger seat, saw Adriana’s silence and took the initiative to speak up, breaking the silence.
“I don’t need you to worry about my affairs, just mind your own business.”
Adriana is focused on driving with her eyes forward.
It was late at night, the road was icy and a little slippery, so she drove very carefully.
But more than that, he really didn’t want to pick up Peter.
Things are very tricky right now. One Harlee is already annoying her immensely, and having Peter’s business in the mix makes it even more annoying.
On the 16th of the first month, the Soto family will not be able to keep her identity once they hold a party.
Before Adriana can get over the sudden surprise, no, recognition scare, she is threatened by Harlee once again.
If, on the day of the party, the Soto family announces that Lawson is Adriana and Adriana is a descendant of the Soto family, then … her previous efforts will have been in vain.
“What’s on your mind?”
Peter, seeing her silence, inclined his head and looked inquiringly.
“It has nothing to do with you.”
The little woman in the old days spoke more and more coldly, making it a little difficult for Peter to adapt for a while.
“If … I can get my memory back, is there a chance between us?”
Peter never gave up and kept trying to figure out what to do.
When she didn’t say anything, she added, “The doctor said that if we could spend more time with you and walk through the places we used to walk, it would help restore our memories.”
Adriana stared ahead, occasionally tilting her head to see where there were hotels on both sides of the road, unaware of his words.
“Adri?”
Peter’s question delayed waiting for a reply, so some anxious, ” You … should not really like Raylan?”
Snort–
Suddenly, the smooth and even speed forward car suddenly stopped.
The woman inclined her head and glared at him with sharp eyes, “Get out of the car!”
The attitude of cold as basalt ice, between the lines with cold and ruthless.
“I …”
“The hotel is here.”
Peter wanted to say something else, Adriana disliked it and took the lead in getting out of the car and walking to the Ginza Boutique Hotel down the road.
The man inclined his head and there was a real hotel on the side of the road.
He raised an eyebrow, his eyes flashed with a strange starburst, got out of the car and followed him.
Trailing Adriana, the two entered the hotel together and at the front desk, Adriana said, “Get two rooms.”
The receptionist smiled sarcastically, “Sorry, there’s only one room available right now.”
“A room?”
Adriana was surprised and glanced back at Peter, “Then you stay here, I’ll go to another hotel.”
With that, she turned around and was about to leave.
“Sir, all the nearby hotels are full, and we still just had a tenant check out, otherwise there wouldn’t be a single place to stay.”
A kind reminder from the receptionist.
“Not even one? You’ve got to be kidding me.”
Adriana doesn’t believe it at all.
“Yes, this year our side of the tourism project is developing well, many people with their families are coming here to travel for the New Year, the rooms have long been booked on the 28th.”
The reception beauty then said, “You two friends in one room is not just right.”
“Sorry, I don’t like to share a room with a man!” Adriana’s tone was stern.
Glaring back at Peter, he tossed the car keys to him, “Here are the car keys, go find the room yourself.”
“Check in for me.”
Adriana handed her ID to the receptionist.
“I don’t have an ID card, I can’t stay.”
Peter looked dejected, “As you know I came back from detention today and my stuff is still pressed in the police station.”
With that said, the receptionist had already registered the room number with Adriana’s ID card and gave it back to her.
Adriana looked at the ID card in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and handed it to him, “Here, take mine and bring it back to me in the morning.”
Saying that, he picked up his room card and went directly to the elevator entrance in the lobby, pressed open the elevator and walked in.
Peter looked at the ID card in his hand and left.
Adriana had a busy day, but after returning to the guest room and taking a shower, she didn’t feel sleepy at all.
Rummaging through the accompanying men’s backpack, he found the box of sleeping pills and shook the bottle, which was empty.
“No more?”
Remember that the sleeping pills that were prescribed only a short time ago are now gone as well.
She threw the bottle into the trash and stood there looking at the medicine bottle that landed in the trash with a slight frown.
Very early on, insomnia worsened and I could sleep only by virtue of a large amount of medication.
It appears that a drug-resistant reaction has now occurred.
With the air conditioning on, she idly started a bottle of red wine and sat on the single sofa with her laptop in her arms to work.
Not long after, knock knock knock-
There was a knock on the door outside the room, “Who is it?”
Adriana shouted, got up and walked over, opening the door, “What are you doing over here?”
Looking at Peter standing outside the door with a lot of snowflakes still falling on him, his ears and cheeks flushed from the cold.
“The hotel is full, your ID card I can not use, come over to return to you. But I’ll keep the car keys, I’ll just settle for one night outside.”
He hands Adriana his ID card, turns around and walks away.
There is no lingering or hesitation.
Adriana poked her head in and watched as the man entered the elevator and disappeared.
The party looked down at their ID card and turned around and went inside.
The ID card will be put away, Adriana inadvertently a side glance, through the glass window found outside has been floating goose feather snow, occasionally mixed with a strong cold wind, as if a ghostly miserable cry in the dark and borderless night.
Snow, it’s snowing hard?
She walked over and stood by the window.
By coincidence, I saw Peter walk out of the hall, get into the car and close the door.
“Is this a plan to spend the night in the car?”
Adriana think Peter is really crazy, not to mention that in the car to sleep must open the window, the cold days, and drifting snow, even if he is open air conditioning that the car’s fuel is not enough to consume.
This is the company car, the company requires clean and tidy, so there is not even a blanket on it.
Thinking about this, she was vaguely worried.
But on second thought, what does it have to do with her?
Adriana felt that she was a mediocre person, so she turned around and sat back on the couch, hugging her computer and working on her work.
After finishing almost, it was already three o’clock in the middle of the night, but she was sleepless and could only brush up on boring TV shows.
But the bubble play does not appeal to Adriana, but rather clutters her quiet thoughts.
From time to time, I look out the window with my head on the side, and the snow seems to have never stopped from that moment until now.
On the windowsill, a thick layer of snow has accumulated in a short period of time.
She got up and went to the window, where the light inside the car was still on.
He hasn’t left yet.
At that moment, the car door opened and Peter stepped out, running into the hotel with something in his hand.
Adriana’s mind wondered, he came up?
As he was thinking about it, the man came running out of the hotel lobby again.
Only then did she see that Peter was holding what should be a thermos.
Adriana’s eyes flickered slightly, but she finally changed her clothes, took her room card and walked out.
When she went downstairs to the lobby, the beautiful woman at the reception desk was playing a game and asked when she saw her, “Sir, are you still awake?”