Chapter 318

It was a little chilly at night. Smoking, Celeste turned around and looked at him. Her voice was hoarse.

"Hmm?" She was jolted out of her reverie. Her mind was still foggy, so she didn't talk back to him.

Damon took off his jacket and placed it around her shoulders. He then sat by her side.

It was the first time they had sat next to each other in peace ever since they got divorced. For a moment, they both felt somewhat breathless.

"Where did you get the cigarette from?" Celeste's cigarette looked unique. It seemed to be slightly thicker and longer than normal ones.

"I rolled this with Grandpa's tobacco."

Phillip enjoyed smoking pipes. His tobacco always had the best quality, so it wasn't surprising that Celeste would ask him for some of that. However, he didn't expect her to know how to roll the cigarettes herself.

Looking at the paper Celeste rolled the tobacco with, Damon couldn't help but laugh. "Is that paper from the hotel memo pad?"

This beauty really couldn't be