Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Chapter 837

Axel’s eyelashes fluttered as his heart raced.

His heart rarely beat so fast. He was reacting to the woman who couldn’t keep her hands to herself.

He wasn’t moved emotionally.

The woman in his arms looked exactly like Alyssa. So it felt like he was caressing his sister. He didn’t

know what to do as his “sister” seduced him.

“Hmm… I-I’m about to puke.” Amber’s eyes welled up in tears. Her body went limp.

She drank a lot and had too much to dance. Her stomach was churning madly. It was unbearable.”

Handsome, c-c-can you bring somewhere to puke? I can’t hold it in anymore.”

If it were another woman, Axel would have darted to the other side of the room-the further, the better.

He wouldn’t want to get puked on.

However, he couldn’t say no to that face of hers. He held Amber’s soft waist up with one hand. He carried

her with his arm effortlessly and walked toward the restroom in large strides.

the dance floor was dumbfounded.

could feel how it’s like to have him carry

such manliness exists!”

think the woman he carried away looks like someone?

the town online a few times. Who was it again? Ahh, doesn’t she look like Alyssa Taylor?”

in earlier, I realized that was Alyssa’s

Her dad is Winston Taylor, for crying out loud! That woman probably loved

restroom, so he brought Amber to the

occupied the restroom. A cold glint flashed in their eyes as they observed a formidable-looking man entering with a woman in his arms. The sight left them so shocked that they

you are, get lost,” Axel said

and scurried away. They forgot to

her hands

against the wall and placed a cigarette in his mouth. He glanced at

time

spent with her, the less

Alyssa, was a goddess. She was beautiful beyond measure. No

as her.

concluded her bout of vomiting, splashed water on her face, and rinsed her mouth. As

reflection in the mirror, she noticed her face had lost its color due

bore a striking resemblance to Alyssa’s. It was Jameson who had

for

gently rub her chest. She chuckled wryly, biting her

self-mockery.