I frowned in dissatisfaction when I felt Ronan’s coldness.

I initially wanted to say a few words in protest. However, because I felt dizzy, I held my tongue and closed my eyes to sleep.

The next day, I reluctantly opened my eyes because the sunlight caused discomfort to my eyes. I spent quite some time adapting myself to the brightness.

When I got up to change my clothes, I was surprised to find myself in my own room.

What happened? Didn’t I drink with Ronan and fall asleep by the river? Why am I at home now? What transpired?

Did Ronan bring me home?

But I thought I saw Michael last night. Could it have been him?

I tried to recall how I had made my way home. However, I rejected the thought of Michael being the one who brought me home the moment it surfaced in my mind.

Since Michael was busy preparing for the engagement ceremony, I figured he didn’t have time to bring me home. Besides, he couldn’t possibly do it, for he didn’t know I had been drinking with Ronan by the river.

In that case, there was only a probable explanation — Ronan brought me home after he sobered up.

Since the man had drunk a lot yesterday, I was surprised that he could still bring me home. As such, I couldn’t help but think that I had underestimated Ronan, for he could drink like a fish.

I initially wanted to call him to thank him for his help. Nonetheless, I dismissed the thought once I realized that my phone had shut down due to a low battery percentage.

It was already past 8 a.m. when I checked the time. Since I would probably be late to work, I immediately changed my clothes and freshened up.

teeth, a wave of nausea engulfed me all of a sudden. I tried to vomit but didn’t end up throwing up

my pale face in the mirror. Then, I heaved a sigh at the thought of me not yet sobering myself up because I had

couldn’t help but feel curious about why I hadn’t been able to hold my liquor. After all, I only had two to three bottles of beer. It was a wonder why I still felt like throwing up the

of the subway. Despite that transportation change, I

the office of the design

beat uncontrollably once I saw him. Nonetheless, I concealed my emotions and lowered my head as I walked toward

everyone’s attention because Michael was having a meeting with every staff. As if he could tell that I felt extremely uneasy, he shifted his gaze

realize that many of our staff come late to work recently, particularly those from the design

hearing it, for he was

overruled that emotion. After maintaining my composure, I stood up and said to Michael calmly, “I’m sorry, Mr. Shaw. I’ll never be late to work

me, I lowered my head and dared not to meet

wouldn’t say anything if I was late. Now that he had scolded me before everyone in the design department, I wondered

I used to sleep with Michael. Nonetheless, I felt hurt when

on, whoever is late to work will have a month’s bonus deducted!” he

the man gave the order, everyone

higher than our salaries. Hence, deducting bonuses

fell silent. However, tears welled in my eyes uncontrollably, for I couldn’t understand his motive for

come to my office now!” Michael glanced at me again and growled

office. Every staff in the design department was

didn’t know what he wanted to tell me, it would be something unpleasant

me a gleeful glance, for

Michael glanced at me

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