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 and I'll go

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

there a man in Cecilia's room? No way, she was drunk last night, right?

better be

later." Cecilia hung

suddenly recalled what had happened last night. I had asked Mason to pick her up, and

out in a cold sweat in fear. I quickly found Mason's number and called him. If

Mason picked it u p. I quickly asked, "Where are you, Dr.

voice was crisp and clear from the phone. He did not sound like he had just woken up, nor did he

instantly relieved and said awkwardly, "Hehe, nothing. I just wanted to thank you for

to do. Let's meet u p for dinner when

that he was not with Cecilia, I was relieved. We exchanged a few

this, Wandy? Do you hate having breakfast with me

asked dazedly," What do you mean?" "Look at yourself! We’re just having breakfast together yet

What a childish man. I ignored

arrived at the beach, and a speedboat was