The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven novel Chapter 155

Chapter 155: She Can’t Forget

Draven.

I wasn’t sure I would be waking up in the middle of the night to eat pizza, but I still took it up to my bedroom and dropped the boxes on the table.

Now that Meredith and Dennis were back, I could finally get some sleep.

I went into my dressing room and replaced the shirt and pants I was wearing with a matching set of black silk pyjamas.

The weather was cold, so no need to sleep shirtless tonight.

I got into my bed, lay down and shut my eyes. But I was unable to sleep.

It hadn’t even been up to ten minutes when a soft knock sounded on my door. The knocks were hesitant, as if the person behind it was scared and having a double mind about it.

No one else came to my mind apart from Meredith.

She had knocked on my door exactly like right now, in the middle of the night from nights ago.

What could she possibly want from me?

I got off my bed and matched straight to the door on bare feet. As soon as I opened the door, I saw the little woman standing right in front of me in a black night robe, which was parted in the middle.

It exposed a little part of her cleavage, leaving me with wild, imaginary thoughts of the remaining parts of the little treasures hiding underneath the robe.

"Why are you here?" I asked, keeping my gaze straight and blocking the way into my bedroom, unlike the other night, when I had let her walk in.

She looked straight into my eyes as she fiddled with her fingers.

"I—I came to apologize for... my actions," she said, keeping her voice low.

"Go ahead and apologize," I said to her, furrowing my brows.

"Huh?" Her pupils dilated. Then she turned her head to her left and to her right before shifting her gaze back to my face. "Can you let me in?"

I furrowed my brows further. "You want to apologize, right?"

She nodded.

"Good. Just go ahead and do it. There is no need to walk into my room to do it."

Of all hours in a day, this woman chose to come to my room in the middle of the night to apologize wearing a thin night robe with a visible cleavage for my eyes to feast on.

Let’s say she was in such a hurry with the apology; what happened to her phone?

She could have phoned me or texted.

Meredith could not come to me to inform me about her trip earlier today, but she could come at night when everyone had gone to bed to apologize.

If I’m not wrong, she was definitely here for something more than an apology.

Meredith looked stunned at my response. I bet she was expecting to be welcomed with open arms into my bedroom, just as before.

What made her think I would vent my anger from this night on her during our scheduled class, which had absolutely nothing to do with it?

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