The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

In the washroom by the sink, Axel cleared his throat, almost vomiting up all the liquor he drank. His alcohol tolerance was probably the worst among the Thompson siblings. He could not handle even a little absinthe.

Yet, even after throwing it all up, his head still felt heavy. His throat felt as if it were ravaged by flames.

He thought, 'Axel... Look at yourself. She doesn't even care about you. Why are you tormenting yourself?'

Axel splashed his face with cold water. He ran his fingers through his hair and pushed back the damp bangs from his forehead. Pale from vomiting, his handsome face, exposed under the soft light, remained captivating even in his disheveled state.

"Really, it's just a waste of time..." He massaged his temples with his fingertips. The restless emotions still weighed heavily on his mind.

As he pushed the door open, he collided with a warm and fragrant body outside the door.

"Ah!" Roza let out a soft gasp. She was wearing high heels tonight. At this moment, her body swayed backward, and she lost balance. Though Axel was slightly tipsy, his reflexes were still remarkably fast. He swiftly grabbed her delicate waist as she began to fall.

Their eyes met as their warm bodies pressed tightly against each other, feeling each other's rising body heat.

Roza resurfaced in Axel's mind. A kiss that kept him

overflowing with

asked anxiously as she instinctively pressed

you ignoring me?" Perhaps fueled by alcohol and coupled with his straightforward nature, Axel could not hold back the words he had been suppressing all night. "Do you not recognize me? Ms. Walker,

against Axel's chest, trying to keep herself

you been

chance to talk to you." Roza's

up. "You didn't have the chance? Look around at the entire Thompson family. Besides Bella, you're closest

the law!" Roza's heart raced as she struggled in his embrace.

eyes reddened

grip on her

acquaintances embrace and kismet

have misunderstood the meaning of acquaintance, don't