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.

a gift to congratulate me, so I invited him for dinner. I drank too much during dinner. I had no

fierce beast that was about to swallow Janet

you tell me that you invited him when we

but Janet could

thanking him for the gift — it was a spur-of-the-moment decision. I forgot to tell you about it,” Janet argued

“How do you know that he didn’t

didn’t dare to retort. Her shoulders trembled as

drink so much?” Ethan drew a tissue

ran down Janet’s spine despite the

lights in the room were off, so half his

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