Chapter 255 Waking Up from Sleep

Aaron’s View:

As my consciousness slowly returned, I groaned in pain, covered my head, and turned around.

I felt like my head was about to split!

What had he done?

The memories of the previous night came back in fragments, and I felt a wave of shame and regret wash over me.

I had been drinking alone at the bar until I lost track of time. The women had come and gone, but I couldn’t remember their faces or names.

I opened my eyes, squinting at the bright light, and tried to make sense of my surroundings.

After adjusting to the light, I found myself lying on a sofa.

What was this place?

Pinching my head, I stood up and looked around. It was a strange and disturbing feeling, as if he had stumbled upon someone else’s life.

My alcohol-soaked brain was running terribly slow, but I could still tell I

was in a clean, sunny house, clean inside, with a faint scent of bacon and cheese in the air.

Along the path of the tempting scent, I bowed my head and saw the face I had been longing for.

“Olive?”

She was sitting at a quaint white dining table with a delicious freshly baked sandwich in front of her.

“This is your place?” Clearly, my brain hadn’t started up yet.

Olive gave me a look and rolled her eyes. “Now that you are conscious, it’s time for you to go.”

immediately regained some clarity, but the subsequent memory fragments only served to plunge me into further confusion. What were all these memories? I lowered my head, closed my eyes, and continued to review these disjointed fragments from memory. The night before, Olive suddenly materialized at the bar and broke the glass in my hand, insisting that someone had talked about my drink from her. Vouchers Then she had started to leave. Despite my drunken state from her, I managed to keep my grip on her hand from her as I staggered behind her. He eventually made me leave the bar and get into a waiting taxi. After that, the memory sequence disintegrated. I thought I had


An armchair.

As far as I can remember, our love encounter had taken place in bed.

I opened my eyes and looked at the woman who now seemed so distant. “Did I sleep on this sofa all night? Didn’t you bring me to bed?”

“Do you really think I’m as desperate for you as those women at the bar?” Olive’s cold gaze pierced me.

just been a dream? I stood up, but the unusual fatigue of my body from her reminded me that something was wrong. While I had never consumed so much alcohol before, I was no stranger to waking up with a hangover. However, I had never felt so exhausted as I did at that moment. “It felt more like an excess,” I thought as I reflected on the events of the night before. Despite my reservations, a spark of hope reigned in my heart as I looked around the room and fixed my eyes on a locked door. My intuition told me

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