The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 184

Sophia spent the night in a total daze, hammered out of her mind. The jumbled mix of reality and memory made her feel particularly crummy, in both her head

and her gut.

She's got a weak stomach and it doesn't take kindly to booze, so she spent half the night tossing her cookies.

She was practically running on empty, but thank goodness, between the hurling sessions, the alcohol did its magic and wiped bits of her memory clean.

She crashed hard and slept like a rock.

The next day, Sophia woke up with a wicked hangover that throbbed in her head.

She was sprawled out on the sofa all cattywampus, without even a blanket on, and the living room was a hot mess, with bottles lying around all skew-whiff on the coffee table.

She reeked of alcohol like nobody's business.

Going all out like that, her head was pounding like it was gonna split open, she was dizzy, groggy, and her body felt as heavy as if it was filled with lead. She might have caught a chill too.

bawled her eyes out last night;. Her throat was all scratchy, and her eyes were

had to plop back down because the room started

resort design had passed the final revision, set in stone, and

didn't have any other projects on her

up Don

Theresa back, so she decided

heard Sophia wanted to take an extended

feeling a bit under the weather. Been pushing it with the project

okay, though?" Don could tell her voice was hoarse, "You gonna be alright by yourself? Want me to send Cindy

need, just caught a bit of a cold. I'll pop

respected her wishes, "But if you feel off, just let me know,

someone come keep you

Mr. Dempsey,"

up with Don, the

ordered some breakfast and medicine through a delivery app on her phone, snagged a ticket for a flight to Wye City the next day, and conked out

hit the company first thing in

mild