His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 110

Once Stephen was sure that Tessa was deep asleep and would not cause a ruckus anymore, he quietly tiptoed out to the living room.

Her apartment consisted of two bedrooms and a living room, but the other bedroom was empty.

Hence, he could only make do with the couch.

It was deep into the night, and he fell asleep soundly.

...

Early the next morning, Tessa, who maintained a consistent sleep schedule, woke up at her usual time just as it was sunrise.

However, her head was pounding due to her hangover, and it took her some time for her to come to her senses.

She could only remember going to dinner with her colleagues and heading to the bar to have a few drinks after that.

Due to her low alcohol tolerance, she blacked out after having just a few cups.

However, Tessa could vaguely remember a man coming up to her, and how she had clung onto that man, telling him a bunch of nonsense.

With that thought in mind, she immediately shuddered and sobered up. A wave of panic surged through her as she thought about how she would have to explain things to Stephen if he found out about it.

Would he be jealous?

he'd be mad. She was just afraid that he

cared about him and did not want

out of bed. Suddenly, she noticed

When did she change into her pajamas? How did she

open the bedroom door, getting ready to shower when she saw

of the couch. His eyes were closed, while his chin was slightly tilted, and his jawline looked sharp and

was Stephen! Why was

Oh, God!

to take her home? Wouldn't that mean that he had seen her clinging onto

hard she tried, she just could not remember what that

into tears. She didn't even dare to think about

too ashamed to

was sleeping in an upright posture on her couch, and he

stared at him,

and the room was so still that she

his tall figure curled up on the smalkcouch, she couldn't help but feeba pang of guilt. So, she walked over and stood in front of

sound asleep and

she proceeded to pinch his cheek, causing

his eyes drowsily as he looked at Tessa.

while before she bit her lip gently and suggested, "Stephen, just go

and combed his hair with his fingers. "What

living room, so she glanced at the clock. "It's 7:30