Ashley thought to herself that he seemed to be a gentleman.
At the thought of this, she took a glance at the shirt she wore and then turned to the man who was sleeping next to her.
'Did I just sleep in bed with him last night?' Ashley thought to herself. It sounded so absurd that they would sleep on the bed together for the whole night.
Ashley tried her best to recall what happened, but could remember nothing. She completely blacked out after she went to the toilet last night and couldn't remember anything after that.
Andrew stared at Ashley, his lips pressing into a thin line. "You were drunk last night and you kept clutching at me," he said slowly in a deep, husky voice.
Johnny would be stricken dumb with amazement if he heard those words from Andrew.
It was because Andrew acted so unusual.
He was not the man as he used to be. Before, Andrew was a man who was cruel and always kept silent, but now he was patiently explaining himself to this strange woman.
It was unbelievable.
Ashley blushed with shame as Andrew explained what happened last night to her. She felt that she had no place to hide herself.
Although Ashley knew that she would sometimes behave out of her character when she was drunk, she still felt amazed when she heard those words from Andrew.
She didn't expect that she would pester him and stop him from going home alone. Moreover, she felt astonished that Andrew would even take her back to his house.
Silence grew between them as Ashley did not know how to respond.
'What the hell did I do last night?
This is so embarrassing!' Ashley thought to herself.
Ashley took a glimpse at Andrew's face after a while, but soon she felt hesitant; now she began to wonder if she pestered this man just because he was handsome.
It was very likely for her to do such a thing.
A few seconds later, Ashley's stomach growled all of a sudden. It was terribly quiet, so without a doubt even Andrew had heard that. The air grew impossibly more awkward. Ashley touched her belly and showed an embarrassed smile when Andrew looked at her inquisitively.
She ate nothing last night and drank a lot of wine, so it was natural for her to feel hungry.
Stealing a glance at Ashley, Andrew got up and said nothing more.
He took out his clothes from his wardrobe and walked to the bathroom.
Ashley was at awe when Andrew walked out from the bathroom just moments later.
The man's tall figure caught her attention; he was thin, with black, soft hair. His eyes looked deep, brimming with radiating vigor. But she could not tell his emotions from his eyes.
He was dressed in a hand-cut black suit, accentuating his lean figure. There was a certain powerful aura around him that emanated across the room.
"Your clothes are prepared on the bedstand. Hurry up and come downstairs to eat after you wash up." The man said nothing more and quickly walked out.
Ashley was shocked. She was left speechless as she watched him go out the door. This man looked so familiar and she tried her best to recall where she had met this man before.
Her eyebrows furrowed into a frown. After thinking about it again and again, she suddenly remembered that he was the one who had accidentally shared a night with her in a presidential suite.
Ashley was enlightened by the truth. Although she didn't see his face clearly at that night, his facial features were easily recognizable. With this, Ashley was sure that he was the man who she met several days ago.
As she thought about it more, she gaped, completely lost for words.
Finally, she snapped out of it and turned to look at the clothes on the bed stand.
Her face flushed a deep red when she saw that he had even put a set of clean underwear there.
With one swift movement, she grabbed the clothes and rushed into the bathroom.
After locking the door behind her, Ashley took a deep breath and looked at the pink, knee-length skirt. Although she had never heard of the brand before, the fabric was very soft and smooth to her touch.
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