Chapter 3


    It was very quiet. Emily opened her eyes but immediately covered them up with her hands. The light


    was too strong. It took quite a while for her to get used to it and reopen her eyes. For a moment, she


    was serene and tranquil, enjoying the strange ceiling and unfamiliar smell.


    Her befuddled brain struggled through yesterday''s visual memories. Fractured memories of the


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    previous night came slowly back to haunt her. Her father gave her a ss of wine and sent her to a


    stranger, but she escaped and...


    She didn''t remembering here.


    The ttering sound of water came from the bathroom, making Emily gain her senses from the shock.


    She quickly nced sideways at the bathroom, and a slender figure loomed over her through a ss


    door.


    The man... was still there.


    Emily''s mind was in a mess.


    "Bang!" The bathroom door opened, and the man came out with steam enveloped all over his body.


    Emily''s hand stiffened, and she immediately pulled up the quilt to cover herself.


    "You''re awake. Do you want to take a bath?" The man asked her gently.


    His voice was charming, slightly low and maic, like a cello that could tug at people''s heartstrings.


    But Emily did not dare to look back at him. She nervously turned her back to him. Her hands were


    sweating. Her heart was beating so fast that it was going to jump out of her chest.


    What should she do? She didn''t know who this man was. She waspletely wasted yesterday... She


    couldn''t even remember what this man looked like.


    She didn''t dare to look back, so the man walked up to her. His muscr body was wrapped in a white


    bathrobe with a knot loosely tied around his waist.


    He sat on the sofa opposite Emily. His legs were elegantly crossed, and his arms propped up on either


    side of the sofa. He looked directly into her with his dark eyes and said nkly, "We should talk."


    "Talk...Talk about what?" Emily asked guiltily.


    Although she was the one who lost her virginityst night, she could clearly remember that it was she


    who clung to this man and did not let him go yesterday.


    Peeping at the man, Emily felt even more guilty.


    This man was really good-looking, with delicate features and a chiseled face. Under his dashing


    eyebrows were the sharp, deep eyes. With her two-year work experience, she could tell he was


    definitely not an ordinary person at first sight.


    But as for what happened yesterday... It seemed like she was the one who had profited from it.


    Otherwise, the man wouldn''t have stayed and asked her for an exnation.


    She just didn''t know how he was going to settle the score.