The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

In the washroom by the sink, Axel cleared his throat, almost vomiting up all the liquor he drank. His alcohol tolerance was probably the worst among the Thompson siblings. He could not handle even a little absinthe.

Yet, even after throwing it all up, his head still felt heavy. His throat felt as if it were ravaged by flames.

He thought, 'Axel... Look at yourself. She doesn't even care about you. Why are you tormenting yourself?'

Axel splashed his face with cold water. He ran his fingers through his hair and pushed back the damp bangs from his forehead. Pale from vomiting, his handsome face, exposed under the soft light, remained captivating even in his disheveled state.

"Really, it's just a waste of time..." He massaged his temples with his fingertips. The restless emotions still weighed heavily on his mind.

As he pushed the door open, he collided with a warm and fragrant body outside the door.

"Ah!" Roza let out a soft gasp. She was wearing high heels tonight. At this moment, her body swayed backward, and she lost balance. Though Axel was slightly tipsy, his reflexes were still remarkably fast. He swiftly grabbed her delicate waist as she began to fall.

Their eyes met as their warm bodies pressed tightly against each other, feeling each other's rising body heat.

heated, intertwine in an intimate dance of the tongue. The memories of that life-saving kiss with Roza resurfaced in Axel's mind. A kiss that kept him tossing

are overflowing with affection,

asked anxiously as she instinctively pressed her palm against

and coupled with his straightforward nature, Axel could not hold back the words he

trying to keep herself calm. "You're the second

been ignoring me?"

to talk to you." Roza's

Thompson family. Besides Bella, you're closest

Ignoring you isn't against the law!" Roza's heart raced as she struggled in his embrace. "Let go of me. I

reddened

on her waist. "An

acquaintances embrace and kismet

have misunderstood