Just as Janet walked forward, Ethan grabbed her waist and threw her on his shoulder.

“Ethan!” Janet’s eyes sprang open in horror. She screamed and hit his back, but the man continued to walk forward.

With a stone-cold face, Ethan didn’t say a word on the way. When he walked out of the elevator, he took out the key, opened the door, and threw Janet on the sofa.

“Can you please let me explain?” Janet asked, her voice breaking almost as if she was about to cry. Her head began to spin, so she sank on the sofa. Janet struggled to sit up, but her stomach churned; she wanted to throw up.

“Fine. Explain!” Ethan leaned forward and rested his hands on either side of the sofa as he stared into her eyes.

Janet hugged her knees and looked out the window to avoid his sharp gaze.

Ethan grasped her chin, forcing her to look at him.

gave me a gift to congratulate me, so I invited him for dinner. I drank too much during dinner.

that was about

you invited him when we were talking over the phone? Did

Janet

spoke to you. I invited him as a way of thanking him for the gift — it was a spur-of-the-moment

Ethan sneered. “How do you know that he didn’t

didn’t dare to retort.

Why did you drink so much?” Ethan drew a tissue from the table

down Janet’s spine despite

so half his

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