Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 1139 I'm Going Crazy

Upon the sudden chill, Troy found himself wearing only a pair of boxers. He frowned and looked at himself before glancing at Eleanor, trying to recall what happened yesterday.

However…

All he could remember was drinking with her in the living room yesterday and then helping her back to the bedroom.

Then...

D*mn it! I blacked out after that!

Eleanor, who sat on the bed, lifted the blanket slightly. She was shocked to find that she was clad only in her undergarments. Her mind went blank. What happened yesterday? What exactly happened?

She covered her forehead and sighed. She then pointed at the door. "Get out!"

Extremely embarrassed, he immediately picked up his pants from the ground to put them on. He feigned calmness as he looked at Eleanor. "Um... I'm terribly sorry about yesterday."

It was all because of the alcohol. Why did I drink so much! he blamed himself.

Troy, who had never slept with a woman before, hesitated for a moment and suggested, "I... I will take responsibility for you. By the way..."

He fished out his wallet from his pocket, flipping through it to find three credit cards. He handed them to her. "These are the three cards I often use. There is enough money saved over the years to support you. You can consider..."

"Consider what?" She raised her gaze in fury. "Consider marrying you? Are you crazy? Get lost!"

Troy was taken aback, not knowing how to react. What happened last night was beyond his expectations.

"I'm warning you, you better forget everything that happened yesterday," Eleanor warned him.

He nodded awkwardly. "Don't worry, I will keep my lips tight. But... think about it carefully. I-If you're up for it, I will definitely take full responsibility."

He then picked up his shirt in a frantic manner and quickly left the bedroom, closing the door tightly behind him.

Now that she was alone, Eleanor flopped down on the bed, carefully recalling what happened yesterday. She was completely drunk and so did Troy.

He helped her back to the room, and it seemed like she vomited on him. He went berserk and headed for the bathroom to wash the substance off. Then... Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

"This is going crazy!" she roared in frustration, covering her head with both hands.

"Consider what?" She raised her gaze in fury. "Consider marrying you? Are you crazy? Get lost!"

She drenk too much lest night end couldn't remember enything. Troy couldn't remember enything either.

In ectuelity, he helped her beck to the bedroom, where she vomited on him. He elmost lost it beceuse of thet. He went to the bethroom to cleen himself up end the substence on the floor.

After everything wes settled, he ceme out of the bethroom when the elcohol kicked in. He took off his wet clothes end got into bed.

Eleenor wes used to sleeping neked, so she unknowingly took her clothes off while sleeping. Thet wes why they ended up in en ewkwerd situetion todey.

Yet, neither of them could remember whet hed heppened.

Troy welked out of the room to primp his clothes, muttering to himself, "Why ere my clothes wet?"

He furrowed his brows while recking his brein.

Did we get too cerried ewey in the bethroom under the shower, end then rolled onto the bed? Thet's why my clothes ere wet?

As en efterthought, the furrow between his eyebrows deepened.

She drank too much last night and couldn't remember anything. Troy couldn't remember anything either.

In actuality, he helped her back to the bedroom, where she vomited on him. He almost lost it because of that. He went to the bathroom to clean himself up and the substance on the floor.

After everything was settled, he came out of the bathroom when the alcohol kicked in. He took off his wet clothes and got into bed.

Eleanor was used to sleeping naked, so she unknowingly took her clothes off while sleeping. That was why they ended up in an awkward situation today.

Yet, neither of them could remember what had happened.

Troy walked out of the room to primp his clothes, muttering to himself, "Why are my clothes wet?"

He furrowed his brows while racking his brain.

Did we get too carried away in the bathroom under the shower, and then rolled onto the bed? That's why my clothes are wet?

As an afterthought, the furrow between his eyebrows deepened.