When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 234 When You’ll Get Bored of Me

“You slept quite soundly,” he commented. “I was up all night. I’m tired, too.”

Hearing This, Whitney immediately felt the edge of the bed sink dightly.

Not being able to hold it in any longer, Whitney shot right.op

Noel was dressed in light–colored loungewear, his hands resting on the edge of the bed. It is strikingly handsome face was right in front of her

She clutched the blanket, her face Flushed. “Y–Younicked me.

He said he was fired, and she thought he was going to lie down next to dirt.

“Tricked you about what? I really was up all night, “herplied ashe straightened up, one side of his mouthcurving into a faint, ambiguous smile.

“What do you tran?” Whitney felt uneasy, sensing that there was something off about his expression

Her mormory only extended to last night when she had asked the server to bing two more bottles of beer. After a few more drinks, she couldn’t remember anything.

How did she end up at Noel’s place? And wasn’t he supposed to have taken Lillan home? When did her come back forher

Moreover, judging by Noel’s tone, it seemed she had done something to him.

“Exactly what it sounds like. You were quite a handful. You’re lucky I have decent stamina.“

Whitner was stormed as her mind went blank.

loose white

struck her. She pulled the blanket aside and

original turtleneck sweater was nowhere to be found.

in parle as she

else do you think would have done it?”

expected the answer, but she had still clung to a sliver of hope

who told you to bring me to your house? Whitney

found himself laughing in exasperation

should we left you on the street to see who’d take care of you. You not only threw up

heard that, fragments of last night’s memory began to piece themselves together in

is your place so cheap I see not a single beer

for you. Twinkde twindle little star. How I wonder what

she demanded beer, but she had also sung

of her opening the window, sticking her head out to sing, and then being dragged back and carried to the living room came flooding back.

both

expression and how it seemed as it she wanted

remained silent, digging her nails into her

continue doing that,” he said as he pried

street. I washed your clothes last night, so you’ll have to make do

had just made, carrying a strange kind of

pulled her hand back abruptly,

liis now empty hand feradew seconds. “Breakfast is ready.

the blanket and got

tops of her thighs,

at her, t

realized she was begged. Startled, she quickly tried to jump back into