Cassius was completely caught off guard by her move, letting out a pained grunt as his face flushed with an unnatural red.

Naturally, this forced him to release his grip on Yolanda's mouth and nose, clutching his own injury instead.

Yolanda quickly rolled off him, seething with anger. "Murderer! Trying to kill me while I'm drunk, Cassius, I can't believe you're such a scumbag!"

Hands on her hips, Yolanda's head throbbed, but her fury was even more intense.

She recalled sitting in the booth at the restaurant, Cassius lording over the table, forcing her to down drink after drink. It made her heart ache with frustration.

But she never expected Cassius to stoop even lower-to try and smother her while she was passed out?

Her whole body ached, as if she had been tossed around or run over by a truck.

Yet she couldn't remember what had happened, her memory stuck at the moment they were drinking in the booth.

Surely Cassius had done something while she was unconscious.

"Cassius, did you hit me while I was out cold?"

Yolanda moved her shoulders and back, the soreness intensifying.

But she noticed something was off with Cassius too. Despite her angry rants, the wretched man was still curled up on the floor?

That wasn't like Cassius at all.

Yolanda said, "Cassius? What's with you? Don't

"Ugh..."

man shifted, letting out a faint groan, sounding

even deeper,

are you serious

he be so

she hadn't

recall the moment,

foggy, she realized

thanintended-maybe four, five, even seven or

"Cassius, seriously!"

changed to one of alarm. She quickly crouched

you're just waiting for me to get close so you can counterattack, aren't you? If

However, seeing Cassius's face

with cold

In

unna sweat, his compressio

pale, and his

with agony,

started to panic.

you once, how can

just endured a wave of excruciating pain, slowly

look at the clueless woman

should consider where you hit

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