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 charming to

glued to the

finally shifting her gaze to Damon’s eyes, which

then quickly

night

but

mark on the corner of Damon’s mouth

was a small wound, it was very noticeable on his handsome face.

to Damon’s shirt, “I’m sorry for

Damon echoed nonchalantly.

nodded, “It must’ve been my fault.”

was,” Damon didn’t deny it.

an awkward smile, her mouth

leaned in closer.

sure you

nodded, “…I

a few seconds, then asked

anything from last night?”

heart raced, feeling

in the hotel parking

chuckled, “Then

to his wounded mouth, “How do you plan on

eyes. The question she had been

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