Chapter 388

She did not see Keegan when she returned. Vermont was nowhere in sight. Bits and pieces of cream from the cake were plastered messily. The venue was as noisy as before, but a lot of guests were already drunk.

Stella found Marshall sitting on a couch in a comer. His hair was smeared with whip cream and he was leaning on the table for support while rubbing his temples with his eyes closed. Marshall only opened his eyes after Stella got closer and called out to him. His expression became warm when he raised his head and saw Stella. "You're here."

Stella nodded and asked, "Where's Keegan?"

"Keegan's drunk. I brought him to rest with another person's help. I'll bring you to him.

"Sorry for the trouble."

on the table trying to stand up but started

complexion was pale and his lip was colorless. He waved and replied," My head hurts. I might have drank

remembered that Marshall just had surgery and had symptoms of migraine. She quickly let him sit and said, "Take a rest. Is your medication with you? Maybe

back with half a glass of warm water. Marshall sipped on the water in a gentlemanly manner and Stella could only helplessly wait for him to finish the glass of water

"If you still don't feel

an old problem. The pain will come in waves and

was sleeping in such a messy place, he

thought. Then, she replied," Then,

the bar to the hotel, Marshall

remembering her excuse. "Oh, yes. They're all

smiled. "That's a

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