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.

demeanor was too

glued to the

finally shifting her gaze to Damon’s eyes, which were full of amusement.

quickly averted her gaze.

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

couldn’t remember, but she wasn’t

corner of Damon’s mouth

it was a small wound, it was very noticeable on his

for wrinkling your shirt. I…

echoed

nodded, “It must’ve been my fault.”

Damon

an awkward smile, her

leaned in closer.

you sure you

nodded, “…I

a few seconds, then asked

remember anything

heart raced,

waiting for you in the hotel parking

chuckled,

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

crossed Chloe’s eyes. The question she had been

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