The Woman From Hell

Chapter 97

For the rest of the time, I was on tenterhooks and could only laugh at everyone's jokes half- heartedly. I only breathed a sigh of relief when Mason sent me a text: [She's back in the hotel.]

I called Cecilia but her phone was off. She had probably fallen asleep. She would normally sleep when she was drunk.

As we had to work the next day, dinner ended early. I slept as soon as I got back to the hotel room, mainly because I did not rest well in the hospital last night. Besides, Dr. Lynch's medication was effective, so I had been sleeping very well the past few days.

I slept through the night. The next morning, Xander knocked on my door and said that he wanted to take m e for breakfast on an island.

I did not understand why he had to make breakfast seem so sophisticated and was also surprised that there was actually a place called 'Breakfast Island'. It was said to be an island dedicated to the world's various special breakfasts. One could only get there with a boat.

I gave in. How could one be so fussy when it came to eating breakfast?

I did not want to go at first, but when I remembered that Cecilia was drunk last night, I thought it would be nice if I could take her out to have something to eat. Hence, I pulled out my phone to give Cecilia a call.

The phone rang for a very long time before I finally heard Cecilia's groggy and languid voice, "Who's this?! Why are you calling me this early in the morning?!’’

This brat was probably still hungover from being drunk last night. I yelled, "What do you mean early in the morning? The sun is already up. Get up! I'm taking you to have a special breakfast."

responded lazily, "Send me the address

still have work to do later." I was about to hang up when I heard a deep and

Cecilia's room? No way, she was drunk last night, right? How could she still

did you do last night? You’d better be honest with me,” I deliberately lowered

I'll tell you later." Cecilia hung up

She must be hiding something from me. I suddenly recalled what had happened last night. I had asked Mason to pick her up, and Cecilia was the type who could no longer recognize anyone after getting drunk. Could

broke out in a cold sweat in fear. I quickly found Mason's number and called him. If Cecilia did anything inappropriate

before Mason picked it u p. I quickly asked, "Where

crisp and clear from the phone. He did not sound like he had just

awkwardly, "Hehe, nothing. I just wanted to thank

do. Let's meet u p for dinner when I'm free!"

relieved. We exchanged a few polite words before hanging

by this, Wandy? Do you hate having breakfast with me that much?”

at him in confusion and asked dazedly," What do you mean?" "Look at yourself! We’re just having breakfast together yet you’re calling all

a

speedboat was already waiting to bring us to