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.

a loose white shirt.

and looked down at herself, noticing she was wearing a

was nowhere

Whitney asked in parle

glanced around “Who else do you think would

she had still clung to a sliver of hope

you change my clothes? And who told you to

up, Noel found himself laughing

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

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

place so cheap I see not a single beer

you. Twinkde twindle little star. How I wonder what you are..”

had she demanded beer, but she had also sung off–key

her head out to sing, and then being dragged back and carried to the living room

she vomited on both herself and

expression and how it seemed as it she wanted to disappear into the floor.

her nails into her

he said as

doing it on the street. I washed your

his finger rubbed over the nail marks she had just made, carrying a strange kind of magic that

back abruptly, lowering her

now empty hand feradew seconds. “Breakfast is ready. Come out and eat,”

lifted the blanket and got

barely covered the tops of her thighs, leaving her long, fair legs exposed.

glanced at her, t dam’s apple moving

felt the coolness on her legs and realized she was