<b>Chapter </b><b>50</b>


    Vanessa


    Flustered at the sight of him, I raise my eyebrows a little.


    Unlike me, he just has a nk stare as he steps out of the elevator.


    “I see you’re finally awake,” he says. “I thought you’d never get out of bed.” I sense mockery in his tone.


    “Why would I be in bed all <b>day</b>?” I cross my arms, trying to act like I <b>know </b>absolutely nothing aboutst night. But I still feel a little awkward.


    “Considering the kind of evening you hadst night and how drunk you were, it’s possible.”


    “I don’t remember much.” I try to sound believable.


    “That makes two of us.” He shoves his hands in his pockets.


    “Really?”


    He nods. “I can’t seem to remember a lot of what happened.”


    That’s all he needs to say for me to feel less awkward around him. The fact that he doesn’t remember makes everything much easier for me, so I finally let it go.


    Suddenly, he towers over me and I find myself against the wall, looking up into his eyes with an expression I can’t quite read.


    “Don’t ever drink like that again,” he warns me. “From what I can remember, you were a fucking mess.


    “I know.” I smirk, still trying to read the expression in <b>his </b>eyes. “I was told I threw up several times.”


    “You did. Next time, you better listen to me.”Original content from N?velDrama.Org.


    While he goes on to talk about the other reasons why I should listen to him, I constantly nce at his lips. It’s hard not to do it as I get these shing images again and <b>again</b>.


    “Is that clear?” he asks, and I catch him ncing at my lips. It even makes my heart skip a beat.


    “Uh…yeah, whatever.” I shrug, trying topose myself. I must be seeing things that


    aren’t <b>real</b>.


    I face the floor, an awkward silence filling the air around us for a few seconds. He doesn’t seem to take a step back and I wonder why.


    Having him so close makes my heart race faster until I can’t take it anymore, so I step to the side without saying a word, heading straight for the elevator.


    I step inside and quickly push the <b>button </b>while trying not to look at him. But I just can’t help it. The moment our eyes meet, he shakes his head at me with an expression that I still can’t read. What’s going on with him?


    The <b>door </b>closes and I sigh with relief, cing my hand on my chest to feel my racing heart.


    As the elevator goes <b>down</b>, I turn off airne mode, which I don’t remember turning on, and I’m instantly flooded with message notifications


    I even receive a call from a number i can’t seem to recognize, but I pick up anyway.


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    Chapter 50


    “Hello?” I say with a hint of curiosity, stepping out of the elevator.


    “Good morning, Mrs. Richards. I’m sorry if you’re in the middle of something important.”


    “Not at all.”


    “Great! This is Liz. We metst evening and had some drinks together along with Carme and the otherdies.”


    “Oh, hey, Liz.” I try to sound enthusiastic, but I feel awful that I didn’t save her number.


    “I’m so d you’ve remembered me I can hear the relief in her voice.


    “How could I forget you?” I chuckle softly.


    “I just wanted to make sure you didn’t change your mind abouting to my event.”


    “Of course not. Why would I change my mind?”


    “I don’t know I just really want you to attend and I feared you might have changed your mind.”


    “Not at all I’ll definitely be there.”


    “Thank you so much and enjoy your <b>day</b><b>!</b>”


    As soon as my call with Lizes to an end, I save her number, and then the other ones that I got fromst night. They each sent me a


    message with their names.


    I <b>also </b>check my other messages and I have plenty of them from my father, Jake<b>, </b>Sophie, my mother–inw and my best friend.


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    But it’s one particr message from my best friend that catches my attention the most. She seems to be talking about how awesomest evening was and how Dominic did the right thing. I don’t understand what she’s talking about, until I scroll down to a certain link. I open it


    and it’s a video clip of Dominic, Shane and me.


    I remember Shane joining me while I was drinking alone, but not the moment when Dominic was present.


    Cunous, I click on the video clip and instantly ce my hand on my chest, watching as Dominices to protect me from Shane.


    I relive that scene as bits of informatione back to me and <b>I </b>remember feeling so attracted to Dominic as he protected me in that


    moment. Even now, I feel it.


    I watch the next clip of Shane leaving the VIP section, then Dominic carries me in his arms while <b>I’m </b>so drunk that I rest my head on his chest


    I can’t believe that’s how it went down and now I keep smiling at myself, but only a few <b>seconds </b><bter</b>, my smile fades and I narrow my eyes.


    I


    In these clips, Dominic seems to be highly alert and shortly after the incident with Shane, he must’ve brought me home. If it’s the case, did he really mean it when he said he doesn’t remember most of what happenedst night? What if he’s lying to me?


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