Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 23 The Towel Dropped

Before I passed out, I grabbed Ethan's shirt and mumbled, "Was my sincerity enough? How did you handle it? Tell me."

I blacked out before hearing his answer. When I woke up, my mouth was dry, and my head was pounding.

As I tried to sit up, the thin blanket slipped off, and seeing my naked body under the sheets made my brain freeze for a moment.

I looked around the unfamiliar bedroom, unable to remember anything, just feeling the headache from a hangover.

I grabbed a towel from the bedside, wrapped it around myself, and got out of bed barefoot.

The house was big, and I could hear some noise from downstairs.

At the top of the stairs, I saw a group playing cards in the living room. They were the ones who joined the drinking session last night. Oliver was there, but Ethan was missing.

Someone noticed me and coughed, drawing everyone's attention. They all looked up at me.

quickly turned and ran back to the room,

I decided to

connected, I heard

chair in a robe. In the dim light, I could vaguely see his expression. Ethan was holding a cigarette in one hand and his phone in

head after taking a drag of

him in person made me hesitate, unsure of how to ask my

smiled faintly, looking me over with

more exposed, and I instinctively clutched the towel tighter around my

chuckled softly. "Why are you so nervous? I've already seen it. You have

I had done something irrational while drunk. Expecting Ethan

this predicament. "I'm still not sober. I'll head back

to leave, but Ethan grabbed me and pinned me against the

his mouth, lowered his head to an extremely intimate distance, and said hoarsely, "Since you slept

hadn't felt taken advantage of, but he felt he