The Woman From Hell

The result of drowning your sorrows in alcohol was...

I looked at Don, who could not open his eyes, with a helpless expression.

He had collapsed on the sofa in the room and was unable to get up for a long time.

"Wanda, we'll leave him to you. You guys stay in the same hotel, right?"

I nodded. "Yes, you guys go ahead first. I'll take care of him."

"Great, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

After sending them off, I looked down at the drunk man on the sofa and wiped my forehead. I would not have come if I had known.

I prodded him. "Professor Logan, can you get up?"

"Uh, uh..." he murmured.

The big project was coming.

I sighed, pulled him up, and put one hand on my shoulder, which was equivalent to carrying half of his body weight. I walked out.

After going outside, bursts of coolness hit.

Throwing him on a spot outside the karaoke joint, I went to hail a taxi.

I trouble you to carry him

was not bad. He helped me carry Don

up in the car, or it's going to be hard to clean,"

who had fallen asleep and shook my

"Good."

car started slowly. I had deliberately asked the driver to drive more steadily to prevent Don from being overwhelmed.

I had hotel security help

"Thank you."

with his room

was out of breath when I finally got him into his

was about to catch

Theo was calling.

now. He did not call in the mornings and not

to cause any trouble, so I answered the phone, "Theo." "You're not

came back to the hotel after get-together with

at Don and went

the

belongs

the other end of the phone as if had been working all

phone and checked the time. It was getting

weird. You should brew some herbal

wait for you

as I was about to reply, the man on the bed groaned. "Water, I want

my gaze on Don. I then ran to the bathroom and

was that sound just