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“Don’t go, Scarlett, please.”
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10:00 AM
His voice echoed again. He must have been completely drunk, calling out the wrong name.
Seeing him in such a pathetic state, I decided I’d at least help him to bed.
I wasn’t *that* heartless.
When I reached his side, he suddenly reached out and touched my forehead.
“Does it still hurt? If it does, I’ll kiss it better. It’ll stop hurting then.”
Damn it! Julian, you are truly messed up. I’m about to leave, and now you’re putting on this act of deep affection?
If this were before, his actions would have melted my heart, but now I understood.
Breaking up was the best outcome for us.
A drunk man was surprisingly heavy. If I hadn’t eaten an extra few bowls of rice that night, I definitely wouldn’t have been able to drag him back to bed.
The dim light illuminated Julian’s handsome face, his eyelashes fluttering slightly like a startled butterfly.
Truth be told, Julian was exactly my type. A perfect face, a perfect body… but he had a terrible temper and treated me poorly.
After pulling his clothes off, I prepared to leave.
But Julian’s strong hand suddenly grabbed my wrist.
Caught off guard, I tumbled right onto his chest.
I could feel his strong, rhythmic heartbeat against me.
Then I suddenly felt something beneath me, eager and stirring.
The moment I realized what it was, my entire face turned beet red.
“Julian, let go of me! I’m Scarlett, not your mistress!”
I tried to struggle free, but he held on tighter, wrapping both arms around me.
With a swift roll, I was pinned firmly beneath him. My breath hitched in my throat.
