Chapter 872 Who Wanted To Take Revenge On You


    J rolled over in bed, eyes closed, following a romantic night.


    She wished she could go back to sleep, but she felt uneasy between her legs. It felt painful once it


    was touched.


    In shock, J opened her eyes.


    "You''re up. Don''t you want to sleep some more?" From behind her, a man spoke in a hushed tone.


    Feeling her rolling over, Brandon put down the newspaper he was reading and gazed directly into


    her eyes.


    Upon seeing his wless face, J quickly recalled the way she was begging him for morest


    night.


    What a bad move!


    J shut her eyes and pulled the quilt over her face.


    Snoring soon came from the quilt.


    Brandon shook his head and ced the newspaper aside with a slight smile.


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    He lifted the quilt, revealing J''s face. "Your eyes were open just now. And now you''re snoring?!"


    J pretended she was asleep and ignored him.


    Brandon then kissed her neck. Caressing her thigh, he told her, "How about I''ll help you relivest


    night a little bit?"


    Eventually, J waspelled to open her eyes. She rolled into Brandon''s arms, wrapped in the


    duvet. "Don''t! I am still in pain. Why did you show up here yesterday? Why didn''t you tell me


    beforehand?"


    Brandon gave her forehead another kiss. He removed his hand from her thigh and ced it on her


    tummy. "You would have really been raped if I hadn''te."


    The mere thought of this devastated J. She had encountered this type of situation previously,


    and it had traumatized her.


    "I think I stood outst night and that''s why I got retaliated against." Last night, there were so many


    fashion icons and celebrities, but Axel and Zuri only spoke with a young designer like her. Some


    people naturally started to feel envious.


    Brandon''s eyes got really dismal. "Who desired vengeance on you? Can you recall anyone


    suspicious?"


    Last night''s event attracted arge crowd. There was no way she could keep them all straight in her


    head. Considering that she was drunk during that night, she was still not sober and her recollection


    was jumbled and unclear. She has no recollection of the events.


    She scratched her brow and tried to recall everything, but nothing came to mind. She could only tell


    him that she did not know who intended to exact revenge on her like that.


    The wry smile on Brandon''s face expressed his helplessness. "You little twerp..."


    J had a sudden realization. She removed the duvet and donned Brandon''s shirt. She then


    dashed to the table to rummage through the shopping bags. "This tie will look good on you.


    Thankfully, I was able to make it to the store before they sold out. The salesperson told me that I


    would be lucky to find a simr tie elsewhere since it''s thest of its design." J cheerfully took


    the present from the bag and presented it to him.


    Brandon took and unwrapped the present.


    He then agreed that the color was perfect. "You made an excellent choice. It appeals to me greatly."


    J leaned forward and gently kissed the corners of his mouth. "Great, let''s start with breakfast.


    While you''re here, we can take a stroll in Northcliffe." "You mentioned that someone brought you


    breakfast. What happened after that?" Unexpectedly, Brandon questioned.


    "Oh, that gentleman is just a fellow male model. Always loves to joke. It seemed he was buying


    breakfast for another model, but the waiter sent it to the wrong room." J looked at Brandon with


    gentle eyes. To avoid making Brandon envious, she limited her words.


    The pair got dressed and left the room. They seldom spent time alone with one another like this.


    And now, they were really affectionately close to one another.


    As they entered the elevator, they found it empty. She then kissed Brandon while holding his hand.


    "Can you recall what transpired in the elevatorst night?" Brandon, with a thoughtful nce,


    murmured in her ear.


    J covered Brandon''s lips in embarrassment as she recalled the men who had nced at her in


    the elevator the night before. "Be quiet already!"


    "Oh, I assumed you don''t get shy." Brandon, feigning innocence, squeezed her wrist and kissed her


    with a grin on his face. In the elevator, they were flirting.


    The elevator doors opened unexpectedly.


    J sprang out of Brandon''s arms in terror. She peered anxiously at the elevator door and noticed


    a familiar face.


    Derek was the one outside the elevator!