Chapter 86
After his stomach had settled, he finally began to recover. He unbuttoned his shirt and splashed his face with cold water to freshen up.
“Mr. Connor, are you feeling better?” Camila asked.
A few seconds later, Connor opened the bathroom door, his face still speckled with droplets of water.
Camila pulled out a few tissues from her purse and carefully dabbed his face dry. “Still feeling sick?” she asked softly.
“Much better.”
Camila unwrapped a piece of candy and popped it into his mouth, explaining, “I know you don’t like sweets, but your mouth must be filled with the bitter taste of alcohol. Although it won’t sober you up. I’ll make your mouth feel a bit better.”
Connor held the candy in his mouth, leaning weakly against the wall.
The orange flavor slowly spread through his mouth, mingling with his saliva before he swallowed. “Too sweet, he muttered, his brow furrowing slightly in discomfort.
Seeing his docile demeanor, Camila couldn’t help but smile.
“What’s so funny?” Connor asked, slightly annoyed.
“Why don’t
you like sweets?”
“They’re just too cloying and disgusting.”
“Didn’t you
“No”
eat candy as a
a child?”
They stood chatting by the bathroom door until the candy had completely dissolved in Connor’s mouth.
Retuming to the hall, Camila was shocked by the scene before them. The villa had been invaded by a bevy of scantily clad women.
Everywhere, there were embraces, kisses, and more explicit actions taking place unabashedly in the presence of others. Some men had already disappeared, likely into one of the bedrooms.
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