Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love novel Chapter 295

"He mistakes me for someone else, shows me no respect, and wears me out, huh? Just wait and see how I'll get back at him." Yitty lay next to Cillian, pinching his cheek while she muttered angrily. A wicked plan was already forming in her head.

Cillian woke up with the sun streaming through the window, his head pounding. He groaned, realizing last night's drinking escapade had been a colossal mistake.

With a grimace, he had not even fully come to his senses when a stinging slap landed across his face.

"Cillian, I trusted you as a friend, and you turn out to be this kind of guy?"

The slap snapped Cillian out of his daze. He held his cheek, blinking in confusion, only to find Yitty in front of him. She was clad in a bathrobe with tears streaming down her face. There was a subtle red mark on her collarbone.

"Ms. Jenks, what... happened?" Cillian's words tumbled out in a jumble, dread creeping over him.

He could not have... Not to Yitty...

"You have the audacity to ask me? Cillian, you were blackout drunk last night. Out of concern, I brought you back from the bar to the hotel."

"And how did you repay me? By mistaking me for someone else and taking advantage of me... What am I to you, Cillian?"

Yitty's voice cracked with raw emotion, her eyes swimming with tears. She was right. Cillian had wronged her, albeit in a misunderstanding.

Cillian felt like he had been hit by a freight train. Had he really confused Yitty for Lucy and crossed a line? No, that could not be...

Clutching his throbbing head, memories of the night before played in fragments. The nausea had hit him like a wave, and Yitty was there to steady him. He held onto her, and then...

It was all too much.