Hayden’s face became pale at the sight of the watch in Joseph’s hand.

She lowered her head in an attempt to check under the quilt but failed to muster the courage to.

What happened last night?

“Whose watch is this?” Joseph smacked the watch onto the bed, fire burning in his eyes.

Hayden groaned when the watch hit her. Even the quilt cushioned the strike, it still hurt her ankle.

Gritting her teeth, she said. “I don’t know.”

She had no recollection of what happen last night, not even how and when she got back to her room. All she could recall was that she drank a little milk tea.

Milk tea?

Her face changed for an instant. “Lyon.”

Joseph’s face was dark, his hand digging in his hair and grabbing, aggression in his eyes. He bellowed with fury.

“Where is he?”

Hayden was scared. Shuddering, she looked at Joseph in panic.

“I don’t know.”

She grabbed at the quilt tightly, stuttered. “Last night…no, impossible…there must be a misunderstanding…don’t freak out, I’ll ask the attendant.”

She tried to get out the bed when she finished but was suddenly aware of the fact that she was naked. She withdrew as she tightened her grip at the quilt.

Looking at her evenly, Joseph bent forward slightly and grabbed a corner of the quilt.

held the quilt tight to cover her

thought you said you want to ask the attendant. You gotta get out of bed first.” Joseph said coldly as he wrenched the quilt

“Ah…”

pulled the bed sheet to cover

are such a

so obvious in his eyes. The light behind him shed a shadow over

what you have done before you

don’t know!” She yelled out, her eyes

breath,

can look me in the eyes and tell me nothing had ever happened in this room

the aggression and coldness in them were stung at

she

Will you? How did you know I am here? How did you get in here? What a perfect timing! You knew this is a trap, but

Hayden laughed self-mockingly.

else do you want me to say? You think you know what happened, don’t you? I don’t want to lie to you; I don’t even know how I got here last night. You blame me, who

see Pola at the party and had an argument with Joseph, he wouldn’t have wandered in the streets, ran into Lyon

Who to blame actually?

got out of the bed and picked up her clothes, heading to

are

Joseph grabbed her arm.

all the innuendos. All he could think of was

deep breath, pretending to be calm.”It’s

even so, she wouldn’t put

Joseph’s would

said word by word, his face dark, his knuckles

And still, you are asking me what I

her

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