While Wyatt was removing his leftover clothes, Jude was lying on the bed dizzily.
Noticing that she looked uncomfortable, he said, “Jude, I’ll go get you some sobering medicines so that you’ll feel better.” Then, he dashed out of the room and found the sobering medicine in the first aid box before running back in excitement. “Here, Jude.”
Suddenly, Jude clung onto Wyatt’s neck, causing his hand to shake, and the sobering medicine fell to the ground. “Satan… Satan, hug me…”
Upon hearing that, Wyatt felt like he had just gotten struck by lightning. She didn’t call out for my name…
Nevertheless, Jude fell asleep after mumbling those words because she was too drunk.
There was a pained expression on Wyatt’s face as he stared at Jude. At this moment, he had a strong urge to just do it because he figured that it was fine to do it with Jude since they were getting married anyway. However, there was a voice in his mind telling him that he couldn’t do this.
In the end, Wyatt couldn’t do it. He sighed before adjusting Jude’s sleeping posture and tucked her in. Then, he sat next to her quietly for the entire night.
When Jude woke up the next day, she felt like her head was splitting. She could vaguely recall herself being intimate with Wyatt last night, but the only person who appeared in her mind was Satan. But she was glad that she had gotten over that obstacle.
Upon looking up and seeing Wyatt, Jude jumped in surprise before she smiled at him. “Wyatt, yesterday was not bad. You’ll have to work harder next time.” Then, she reached out to rub his chin that was full of stubbles while Wyatt forced a smile. “We didn’t do anything last night.”
Right then, the smile on Jude’s face froze. We didn’t do anything? Could it be that I was dreaming? Did I seriously have a wet dream about Satan...
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