You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 485

The next day, the sun shone through the white gauze curtains and slowly crept up Nina's rosy face.

With her eyelashes quivering slightly, Nina rubbed her eyes and then opened them. She stared blankly at the ceiling for a few seconds before she lifted the quilt and slid out of bed.

The fluffy carpet on the floor felt divine under her feet, and the cool morning breeze blew in from outside as the curtains automatically opened.

Even if the sun shone brightly, the crisp March spring cold still hung in the air. Nina trembled as it prickled her skin. She quickly changed her clothes, put on her slippers, washed her face, and went downstairs.

On her way to the dining room, her eyes darted to the servants. She found it strange that they were all wearing masks and keeping their heads down.

Nina knitted her brows in confusion and proceeded to the dining table. The breakfast had already been served, and Noah and Vicente were standing there with their backs to her.

"Good morning," Nina greeted with a smile, stretching her neck and shoulders.

Pulling out chairs for themselves and sitting down at the table, Noah and Vicente exchanged glances. What happened last night was still fresh in their memories.

"Good morning," Vicente replied.

"Good morning," Noah seconded.

The two of them actively avoided meeting Nina's gaze and just sat there quietly.

It seemed that Nina did not notice that her husband and friend were acting a little strange. "I must say I've had the most splendid sleep last night. I feel just great today."

Then, she took a seat next to Noah.

The corners of Vicente's mouth twitched. She lowered her head and said, "Well, while you feel great, the others feel awful."

"What?" Nina asked in confusion.

Noah stopped Vicente immediately by loudly clearing his throat.

As soon as he coughed, his hand shot up to his swollen mouth. He winced at the pain.

Vicente closed her mouth and shook her head sympathetically.

It was then that Nina realized something was wrong. Following Vicente's stare, Nina turned her head and saw the wound on Noah's face.

"Noah, what happened to you?" Nina looked at him nervously and reached out to touch him, but Noah raised his hand to stop her.

"It's nothing. I just fell accidentally last night." Noah tried hard to force a smile, which made his mouth ache even more.

Without even looking carefully at him, Nina knew that Noah was lying. Her face darkened. "What the hell is going on?"

"Nothing. Just let it go." Noah raised his hand and stroked Nina's hair with a doting look on his face. "I already told you. I fell by accident."

Vicente fiddled with her breakfast and then asked, "Don't you really remember what happened last night?"

"Last night?" Not for long, Nina realized that she might have done something horrible last night because she was drunk. She asked in surprise, "Noah, did I hit you? I remember drinking only one glass of wine. How could I have gotten drunk?"

"Yeah, I'm also curious. Last night, your brother patted his chest and promised that it took three glasses of wine for you to get drunk. But you got drunk after the first one." Thinking of the scene last night, Vicente felt surprised and scared at the same time. "You beat up everyone in the banquet hall last night."

"Really?" Nina blinked and looked at Noah apologetically. Noah just shook his head.

The gesture made Nina feel guiltier. "I'm so sorry, Noah."

Noah smiled at her again, completely ignoring the pain. "Don't worry about it. I just didn't expect you to be so powerful that even I couldn't restrain you."

"And you didn't fight her back." Vicente leaned back in her seat, pointed at the servants in the room, and sighed. "In fact, nobody dared to fight back. The slightly injured ones are here while the seriously injured ones are in the hospital."

Nina did not know what to say. She just lowered her head in embarrassment.

'Why do I turn into such a rage monster whenever I get drunk?

Also, I seem to be losing my health. I felt cold when the morning wind blew into my room this morning.

Is that a sequela of childbirth?'

"How many people did I hurt?" Nina looked at Vicente with a guilty conscience.