272: Are You Questioning Me as My Wife? (6)

Are You Questioning Me as My Wife? (6)

She just felt a chill run down her spine.1

After a long silence, she got up slowly.

She struggled to bear with the discomfort in her stomach as she took off her pants and headed to the bathroom.

She lay in the bathroom for a while and did not dare to take a shower for too long, for fear of throwing up.

After changing into her pajamas, she threw herself on the bed. Her face and hair were still wet, and she simply wiped them with a towel. Her wet hair soaked her clothes, and she quickly fell asleep on the bed.

She was actually glad that she had slept quickly. She was not sure if it was because she was too tired or because of the alcohol, but she slept very well.

After she fell asleep, she did not feel upset anymore.

But she woke up in the middle of the night.

Her throat felt dry and thirsty.

She opened her eyes in a daze and casually stroked her hair.

Her hair was already dry.

She looked at the time. It was only two in the morning. Why had her hair dried so fast?!

Without thinking much, she got out of bed, ready to go downstairs to get some water.

She had just sat up when she saw a glass of water with a faint yellow tint at the head of the bed. She furrowed her brows and looked at the glass of water. As if by coincidence, she picked it up and took a sip. It was honey water. When the honey water flowed down her dry throat, it was cold and sweet, making her feel comfortable immediately.

She drank the entire glass of honey water in one go and quelled her thirst in an instant. At that moment, she felt good both physically and mentally!

She lay on the bed again, wondering who had prepared this glass of honey water for her.

But after returning home drunk last night, she vaguely remembered that Mo Yuanxiu had been by her side. She had always thought that she was actually dreaming.

…

The following morning.

Lu Manman dragged her tired face out of bed to wash up. She then looked at her pale face.

Getting drunk was unbearable. She took a deep breath and forced herself to stay alert. She put on some light makeup and donned a clean business suit.

She left and went downstairs.

From afar, she could see the man eating breakfast in the glass house.

Hence, Mo Yuanxiu was really here last night.

When did this man return?!

Was it last night or earlier?

If he had returned even earlier, how come he did not ask why she did not come home?!

She pursed her lips and walked over.

She had been drunk last night, and if she did not eat something this morning, her stomach would feel even worse.

Butler Wang placed her breakfast respectfully before her and left.

Lu Manman looked at Butler Wang's back and then at Mo Yuanxiu.

He ate his breakfast slowly, still appearing elegant and classy.

"When did you come back?" Lu Manman asked.

He glanced at her. "Yesterday."

"Oh," Lu Manman answered.

Silence ensued.

The silence made the atmosphere tense.

"I'm a little busy these few days, so I might not be coming back," Lu Manman said directly.

He shrugged nonchalantly.

Lu Manman felt that she did not need to give Mo Yuanxiu an explanation. Their relationship was just like that anyway, and no one could control the other.

After breakfast, she picked up her bag, ready to leave.

The moment she left, she saw that he was in a suit as well. He looked very formal and seemed like he was ready to leave.

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