Shane became clear-headed at once and shoved her away.

Natalie sprawled on the seat and threw up furiously. Even her clothes were stained.

Within seconds, the pungent smells of the strong alcohol and her vomit filled the car, and that turned Shane off.

The veins on the sides of his forehead popped out. Holding back the urge to throw her out of the car, he rolled down the windows with a sullen face.

A few minutes later, the chilly night air replaced the stench in the car. His expression softened, but he still felt terribly annoyed, and it got worse when he saw that Natalie had fallen into a deep slumber. Even his head was throbbing now.

Soon, they arrived at the condominium.

With a grumpy face, Shane got out of the car and picked Natalie up.

As Silas saw the vomit on the back seat, he held back a sense of repulsion and pointed at the woman. “Mr. Shane, did Ms. Smith throw up?”

Shane hummed curtly. “Hail a cab home yourself.”

“Are you staying here tonight, Mr. Shane?”

into the building with the woman in his

shook

really into her. Despite having mysophobia, he doesn’t mind at all even when

the front of her condominium, pressing the doorbell with

no one answered the

the kids

his arms. Leaning on his chest, she was sleeping soundly, and her lips curled up as if

choice, he turned around and went

he put her on a

He hesitated for a few seconds before picking her up and making his

in the water, she opened her eyes, held the two sides of the bathtub,

she checked out her surroundings. The second

befuddled head. “Where is this? Why am I in a

my condominium. I was the one who put you here. Just to sober you up,” the tall

pain. “But why am I here with you? Wasn’t I

irritatingly intimate in Shane’s ears. His expression

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