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?”

faintly, then walked into the building with the

at his back, Silas shook his head with

he doesn’t mind at all even when Ms. Smith pukes all over herself. I bet

to the front of her condominium, pressing the doorbell with

no one answered the

the kids at

in his arms. Leaning on his chest, she was sleeping soundly, and

and went

he put her on a couch, grabbed a bathrobe, and headed

hair with a towel. He hesitated for a few seconds before picking her up and making his

sleep. Struggling in the water, she opened her eyes, held the two sides of the bathtub, and

she checked out her surroundings. The second she saw the man standing beside her, her anxiety

“Where is this?

I was the one who put you here. Just to sober you up,” the tall man answered impassively while looking down

why am I here with you? Wasn’t

way she addressed Stanley sounded irritatingly intimate in Shane’s ears. His expression hardened as he

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