Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 798

Cherie slept very deeply and soundly.

When she woke up the next day, it was already three in the afternoon.

She had a hangover and experienced a huge headache as if hit by a metal bat. She felt like her head was about to explode.

She opened her eyes and immediately supported herself to sit upright.

Suddenly, she realized she was at Boyle’s home and the bed she slept in last night was Boyle’s bed as well.

Cherie was utterly speechless.

She had a temporary memory loss and could not recall what had occurred last night.

She remembered that she went to the pub for some drinks with Whitney last night and could not recall what had happened afterward. How on Earth did she still have the energy to go to Boyle’s house?

She sniffed at her own body and felt disgusted since she reeked of alcohol.

Just as she was about to roll out of bed, the bedroom door was pushed open.

It was Boyle. “You’re awake, huh?”

For a split second, Cherie startled as she did not know how to face him and asked hesitantly, “I… Why am I at your house?”

Boyle did not plan to talk to her about how she ended up in his house. With a stony face, he asked, “Do you think it’s appropriate for a girl to get so crazily drunk outside?”

If she were to be bullied or taken advantage of, it would scar her for life.

As she was being reprimanded, Cherie felt wronged for no reason. She pouted and uttered, “You’re not my boyfriend. Why do you have to bother about what I do?”

Boyle was displeased. “You completely forgot about what happened last night, didn’t you?”

“What happened last night?”

She did not take this rare opportunity to rape him while she was drunk, right! She doubted she had that much strength and capability!

Boyle fished out his phone and played an audio recording he saved on his cellphone last night.

The intermittent sound of her roaring drunk voice resonated from across the room.

“Boyle… I like you… I’ll always like you…

“Kiss me.

“Kiss me again.

“Boyle…”

As she heard the recording, her cheeks felt flushed and were piping hot!

That was so embarrassing! She was definitely not the one who said those words! She must have been possessed last night!

She ran toward him and wanted to snatch the phone from his hand. However, Boyle was too tall and when he saw her attempting to snatch the phone away, he raised and straightened his arm up into the air.

Cherie jumped up multiple times to grab his phone. Since Boyle was afraid she might fall and hurt herself, he grabbed her hips tightly with his free arm as she jumped. Like a koala, she clung to him with both her legs around his waist.

She had yet to realize how intimate her posture was. With one arm around his neck, she continued to try snatching the phone away from him.

“Boyle! Give it to me! Don’t play it anymore!”

‘Does he have an occupational disease! How dare he take a recording of last night! It’s disgraceful!’ Cherie exclaimed internally.

Boyle did not tease her further as she looked pissed and embarrassed. He then passed his phone to her. “Here.”

Cherie angrily seized the phone and tapped on the pause button on the phone screen.

When she was about to delete the recording, Boyle raised his brows and gave her a roguish smile. “Aren’t you curious about what you said to me last night?”

Cherie was stunned. Her curiosity was piqued when he mentioned it.

She bit her lips and glared at him. “Lawyer Boyle, don’t you know what you did was illegal?”

“Illegal? In what way?” Boyle chuckled as he stared at her reddened cheeks.

“You recorded our conversation and saved the recording without my consent. You… You have ill intentions, don’t you! Are you trying to have something on me so you can threaten me with the recording in the future!”

Boyle stretched both his arms out to the side and implicitly asked, “With your current act, who’s the one who actually has ill intentions?”