Chapter 175


    Joe stood up, but Skr pulled him back gently. “Don’t go…”


    Joe raised an eyebrow, peering down at Skr on the bed. “Are you really drunk or just


    pretending?”


    Skr blinked her foggy eyes, trying to focus on the figure before her. However, her vision stayed


    fuzzy, as if a mist clouded the person before her. Yet, she felt an unknown danger, like a dream she


    couldn’t shake off.


    She slumped onto the bed, powerless as she was betrayed by the person she trusted the most.


    “Christopher…” Skr mumbled.


    At the mention of Christopher, Joe’s expression turned cold. How could a scumbag like him still be


    on her mind?


    “Get away from me…” Skr had been holding Joe’s hand tightly, but now she released it. Joe’s


    expression remained sullen. She was all over him just moments ago, yet now she wanted him to


    leave?


    “Leave me alone!” Skr added, feeling her earlier words weren’t firm enough to express her


    disgust toward Christopher.


    She never wanted to see Christopher again in her life. He disgusted her too much.


    Remembering those years now made her heart ache. And it was not because of the pain


    Christopher caused, but because she realized she had wasted her youth on him while there were


    other boys who admired her.


    Even the top student in the ss had professed his feelings to her. It was such a waste.


    Joe held a stern gaze as he said, “I should’ve left you to sleep on the ground to sober up.


    Otherwise, who knows what kind of filth is filling your mind?”


    After saying that, Joe felt somewhat relieved. He roughly grabbed the nket that Skr had kicked


    away, yanked it up, and tossed it back over her before striding away.


    skr woke


    The next morning, up with a pounding headache and a vague recollection of Joe’s warning


    about drinking. And she seemed to have cked out. Did she say anything in response?


    The aftermath of the alcohol made her regret drinking. She rubbed her temples, trying to piece


    together


    the previous night’s events.


    “Oh, no. I can’t remember a thing! I didn’t do anything weird after getting drunkst night, did I? I


    mean, I have a good character, so I would have good drinking manners too, right?”


    With that, she felt confident that she must have obediently gone upstairs to sleep after getting


    drunk.


    Just as Skr walked out, she bumped into Joe, who had juste out of the room.


    “Good morning,” Skr greeted with a hint of guilt in her voice, sensing that something had


    happened. Otherwise, Joe wouldn’t have looked at her with such frosty eyes as if he felt wronged.


    Joe raised an eyebrow slightly. “Sober now?”


    He asked about being sober, not if she had awakened. Skr sighed inwardly. Well, one couldn’t


    have a good character and be a good drinker, huh?


    In a questioning tone, she asked, “I went upstairs to sleep after I got drunk yesterday, right? Did I


    cause you any trouble?”


    “Trouble? Not trouble, but injuries,” Joe calmly responded.


    Skr was startled. Did she hit him while drunk? Was she such a problem drinker?


    “Let me see where you’re hurt. I really don’t remember anything. Is it serious? Should we go to the


    hospital? Let me check, Skr anxiously asked.


    Joe pointed to his chest. “The injury is here. Are you sure you want to see it? Should I take my


    clothes off for you to check?”


    Skr misstepped and nearly fell. She was mortified. “I… How did this happen?”


    Her fighting skills were rather civilized, and she typically wouldn’t hurt vital areas unless under


    exceptional circumstances.


    “You touched, rubbed, and pinched almost all over my chest. Do you still want to see it?” Joe smiled


    faintly, and his eyes were filled with a hint of anticipation for her reaction.


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    Skr’s face flushed instantly.