Chapter 145

She clapped a hand over her mouth, her brows furrowing with pain.

What the hell was going on?

Why did her mouth hurt so much?

Why couldn’t she remember anything?

Her head was throbbing like a drum. Chloe tried hard to dig through her memory, but she couldn’t recall what had happened the night before!

Jesus!

How much did she drink?

“What are you thinking about?” A deep voice sounded beside her.

Chloe looked up to find Damon resting his head on one hand, squinting at her.

His face was as handsome as ever, with a just–woke–up laziness about him.

His expensive shirt was slightly wrinkled, and the top two buttons were undone. Damon gave Chloe a sleepy smile.

too charming

to the corner of Damon’s

before finally shifting her gaze to

then quickly averted her gaze.

I got drunk last night and can’t remember a thing.”

really couldn’t remember, but she

on the corner of Damon’s

even though it was a small wound, it

pointed to Damon’s shirt, “I’m sorry for wrinkling

echoed

“It must’ve been my

was,” Damon didn’t deny it.

smile, her mouth

Damon leaned

sure you

“…I

few seconds, then asked quietly.

you remember anything from last night?”

heart raced,

waiting for you in

chuckled, “Then

to his wounded mouth, “How do you plan on compensating

flash of embarrassment crossed Chloe’s eyes. The question she had been avoiding came up

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