Chapter 145

She clapped a hand over her mouth, her brows furrowing with pain.

What the hell was going on?

Why did her mouth hurt so much?

Why couldn’t she remember anything?

Her head was throbbing like a drum. Chloe tried hard to dig through her memory, but she couldn’t recall what had happened the night before!

Jesus!

How much did she drink?

“What are you thinking about?” A deep voice sounded beside her.

Chloe looked up to find Damon resting his head on one hand, squinting at her.

His face was as handsome as ever, with a just–woke–up laziness about him.

His expensive shirt was slightly wrinkled, and the top two buttons were undone. Damon gave Chloe a sleepy smile.

His laid–back demeanor was too charming to resist!

glued to

stared for a moment before finally shifting her gaze to Damon’s

blushed slightly, then quickly averted

I got drunk last night and can’t remember a

but she wasn’t dumb.

mark on the corner of Damon’s mouth

it was a small wound, it was very

guilty, Chloe pointed to Damon’s shirt, “I’m sorry for wrinkling your shirt. I… I’ll pay

Damon echoed

“It must’ve been my fault.”

Damon

smile, her

leaned

you sure you

nodded, “…I

for a few seconds, then

anything from last

raced, feeling uneasy.

in the hotel parking lot.”

Damon chuckled,

to his wounded mouth, “How do you plan

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