The raise of Maureen Smith and her Good Luck System
Chapter 151: Liam’s mother finally comes to her senses

Chapter 151: Liam’s mother finally comes to her senses

After expending great efforts, Liam finally manages to get Maureen to lie across his back.

Staggering unevenly, he heads back along the beach with her on his back.

Could there be anyone more unfortunate than him?

He has to beg and coax Maureen to stay calm, hanging onto his neck to prevent her from falling.

After about ten minutes of walking, they finally returned to the hotel.

Sweat has already begun to bead on Liam’s forehead, while Maureen remains fresh.

He takes out the room card and enters the room, triggering the floor light to flicker on.

Colorful fish dart back and forth behind the aquarium glass set into the floor.

Wiping his forehead, Liam, with his back to the sofa, carefully places Maureen onto it.

"Are you just going to leave me here?" Maureen asks patiently.

Her arms are still wrapped around his neck as she flushes bright red, her gaze fixed firmly on the back of his head.

Liam tilts his head slightly and whispers in a pacifying tone: "No, just temporarily."

"No way," Maureen adamantly refuses, "Men’s words are as reliable as ghosts.

How long is temporary?

Three seconds? Five seconds?"

"Three, two, one."

She lets go of Liam’s neck for exactly three seconds before hurriedly wrapping her arms back around him, her legs clamping onto his waist: "Three seconds have passed."

Good heavens, why is this little vixen so clingy when she’s drunk??

Liam’s heart quivers unexpectedly at her adorable behavior.

He licked his lips, delighted yet thrilled, saying,

"Little Mask, can’t you leave me alone?"

"Yes."

Maureen, who had nearly choked Liam to death, wouldn’t let go for the life of her.

Liam couldn’t help but laugh softly,

"Then you might as well change your name to Little Sticky Rice Cake."

"Mm." Maureen still wouldn’t let go. Liam had no choice but to turn around to face her.

He was bracing himself against the back of the sofa with both hands, and she was stuck in between, with her long hair scattered and her eyes gazing at him turbidly.

Liam couldn’t restrain himself any longer, he lowered his head and pecked her on the corner of her lips.

Maureen found his kisses soothing, allowing him to kiss her, even inviting him over, she circled his neck with her hands, urging him to come lower.

The sweet taste and scent of beer lingered between their lips.

However, damn Liam’s ’gentleman’ mindset kicked in again.

He felt like he was taking advantage of her drunken stupor, even if it was just a peck.

No, he had to hold back, no more kissing.

So, Liam lifted his head, kept a stern face, and said to Maureen, "Let go of me, go take a bath before bed."

Maureen stared at him blankly, then suddenly burst into tearless wails.

With exaggerated acting, she accused him,

"You’re mean to me."

Liam: "..." He was more wrong than Maureen ! "If you don’t let go of me, I’ll help you bathe, you know."

Liam threatened.

Maureen’s cheeks were burning, and she leaned in to breathe near his ear, "Not that... it’s not okay."

"Liam looked down in disbelief at Maureen beneath him.

He couldn’t take it anymore. What kind of charming little demon did she turn into after drinking alcohol?

He must not let her drink with other people outside in the future! Liam suddenly doubted if Maureen could recognize him as Liam. —

Could this coquettish behavior of hers be indiscriminate towards everyone? Liam lifted his head, ripped Maureen’s hand off his neck, making Maureen look straight at him, he seriously asked,

"Maureen, stop moving around, answer one question, do you know who I am?"

Maureen giggled "hehehe", her pair of hands struggling free from under Liam’s grip, continuing to restlessly fumble around on Liam’s chest.

His shirt would be torn apart by her.

She teasingly looked at Liam, continuing to breathe near his ear: "You’re the apple of my eye."

Liam: Can’t believe I’m taking this. Suppressing the blush on his face, he purposely turned cold, switching to a poker face, saying to Maureen: "Look carefully, I am Richard."

Although Maureen was quite drunk, seeing the moon like it’s a mooncake, even seeing Liam as if he’s fuzzy-edged.

But there was no way she would mistake Liam for Richard.

The drunk Maureen thought: What kind of idiot is this guy in front of me?

Was he actually pretending to be Richard to deceive her?

But Maureen was still very cooperative.

She pushed Liam away and said ferociously, "Richard, don’t touch me."

Liam wanted to laugh.

How could little Miss Mask be so obedient?!

Liam stared at Maureen under him, wiped his face, and changed to a serious expression.

He said in a deep tone,

"Then take a good look. I’m Liam now."

The drunken Maureen was too tired to retort. She went along with his act.

She opened her eyes wide and showed a surprised expression, "Liam?

You’re here?

Boo hoo hoo, I want a hug."

"Liam’s heart completely melted. He couldn’t help but gently pinch the face of Maureen, who had thrown herself onto him.

Maureen, was so cute.

This was way too cute!

Could there be anyone more adorable than Maureen in this world?

This night was a complete mess.

Maureen still had some consciousness left in her mind, but her whole body had turned into a helpless pool of mud.

She couldn’t get up no matter how hard she tried, let alone take a bath by herself.

She kept pestering Liam, and was adamant that he help her bathe.

Liam could only fill the bathtub with water and tested the temperature.

Then, he closed his eyes and helped her undress.

After that, he carried her into the bathtub.

The moment he carried her into the bath, Liam’s mind almost exploded.

His hands perceived soft and delicate skin, and his heart was about to leap out of his chest.

Maureen thrashed around in the bathtub as though she thought she was a fish.

After a long period of struggling, Liam had to lift her out of the bath.

In the end, he wrapped her up in a bath towel, put on her underwear, and left her on the bed. After all this, Liam was exhausted.

Despite her petite appearance, carrying her around possessed a certain weight, let alone when she was thrashing about.

Flocks of swimming fish blew bubbles, as if they were complaining about the two being too clingy.

Maureen got so drunk that she didn’t wake up until the afternoon of the next day.

When she did, she felt as if her frame was dissipated.

She almost thought that Liam had done something to her.

Liam’s face turned red, and he jumped up in defense,

"What could I have done?

I changed your clothes with my eyes closed.

Do you have any idea how hard that was?

You’re not allowed to drink alcohol anymore."

But Maureen looked at him disappointedly, as though she was thinking, ’You didn’t do anything at all? Are you even a man?’

Liam: "Good times always fly.

In the following few days, they dined on seafood feasts, went diving, swung on swings, and went out to sea on a yacht.

Before they knew it, it was Easter eve.

The two of them celebrated Easter eve there.

Although the Easter’s atmosphere has somewhat faded nowadays, the two still returned to the hotel after the firework display, turned on the TV, and watched this year’s Easter Festival Gala, staying up till midnight.

During the day, both Maureen and Liam received a series of phone calls and text messages sending their blessings.

Niel, feeling lonesome and bored, made a video call to Liam.

When Liam went to take a shower, Maureen, who was still lounging on the bed munching on snacks, picked up his phone.

The moment Niel saw the view on his screen, he exclaimed, "Oh, my eyes!" and hurriedly hung up.

"Happy Easter——" before Maureen could finish her sentence, the screen went dark.

She was both amused and frustrated.

She made calls and sent Easter greetings to various teachers, the Donald family, and Josephine’s family, and also asked about the situation at Josephine’s house.

Now, only the last five potted plants were left.

As she gradually escaped from the bad luck of the antagonist, Josephine was no longer defined as the friend of the top antagonist, thus the misery at home reduced drastically, and the ultimate fate as described in the original translation would no longer appear.

This had a great significance to Maureen. ... She hoped that not only would her fate become better, but also that of the people she wanted to protect.

She hoped that they would not repeat the tragedies of their past lives.

Liam went to make a phone call halfway through, and when he came back, he said with a complex expression,

"After the Easter break, my mother will be sent to an overseas sanatorium for long-term treatment."

And this time, the decision was made by my mom herself.

It was not so much Maureen’s outburst last time that woke her up, but rather, Maureen only played a minor role.

His mother has been struggling in between reality and her past, making herself neither alive nor dead, and extremely exhausted.

When she realized that she had indeed harmed Liam, the rational part of her finally defeated the insane part.

She realized that she was unable to control herself, perhaps because she was really ill.

And if she did not receive treatment, she would cause even greater and irreparable damage to her only remaining child.

So, what could she do? She has never admitted to the fact her husband and eldest son are no longer in this world.

At least, she couldn’t allow her younger son to disappear from this world as well.