My Second Husband novel Chapter 1133

Rachel felt that she was having the sweetest dream in her life.

In her dream, she was not born into a wealthy family. She no longer had to act with courtesy and civility. Additionally, she didn't have to maintain her image of an elegant lady anymore.

In the dream, she was a carefree girl. She hung out and drank with her friends. Furthermore, she didn't have to go home by eight o'clock.

All of that made Rachel want to stay in that dream.

However, it was just wishful thinking. Usually, the servant of her family, Macy, would wake her up at 7:30 a.m. every morning.

After that, a routine of dressing up, deciding which jewelry to be worn, and applying make-up would await her. Truth be told, she could hire a stylist to take care of those things. With that being said, Bianca had insisted that she must learn to be independent as she might marry a noble man in the future. By that time, she couldn't rely on others for everything.

Rachel blinked her eyes in confusion.

She sensed that there was something amiss.

She wondered if she had woken up too early as Macy had not come to wake her up yet.

She yawned and got up. Suddenly, she had an uncanny feeling.

The firmness of the mattress indicated that it was not her bed.

Rachel looked down and gasped in astonishment at the next moment, "Where am I? This isn't my home!"

She couldn't help but let out a piercing shriek when she turned her head.

"Aaaah!"

Eddison was sleeping next to her. What was going on?

Eddison had been exhausted the previous day. Rachel had grabbed onto him the whole night. Therefore, he had no choice but to stay in the hotel. In the end, the drowsiness got the better of him, and he fell asleep.

As he was sleeping soundly, he heard a high-pitched scream, which awoke him.

"What's wrong?"

Rachel shouted, "Why are you here?"

Upon hearing Rachel's voice, he finally came back to his senses.

"It's all thanks to you that I've ended up here. Don't you know what happened?"

Rachel couldn't remember anything about last night, and she stuttered, "Ho-how would I know?"

"You can't remember, can you? Then, I'll tell you. You were drunk last night, and you threw up all over me. You kept grabbing onto me and refused to let me go, and you asked me to..."

He paused abruptly in the middle of his sentence.

Realizing what she had done, Rachel felt incredibly embarrassed.

She was worried that she might have done something outrageous to him. From the looks of it, they might have done something amorous.

However, she didn't feel anything unusual about her body.

"Could it be that I'm the kind of person who won't feel much after my first time?" she pondered.

While she was lost in thought, Eddison's voice could be heard.

"You asked me to tell you bedtime stories."

"What?" asked Rachel.

He facepalmed and said, "I told the story of Cinderella and Little Red Riding Hood. Fortunately, my mother often told me a variety of stories when I was a child."

Rachel patted her face before saying, "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I didn't know that I would behave in that way when I was drunk. I've never been drunk. This is the first time!"

As she tried to apologize for what had happened, Eddison was no longer as exasperated as he was the previous day, so he forgave her.

"Never mind. Do you want to go home? If you want to, I'll wait for your family to pick you up."

Rachel was perplexed as she asked, "You'll wait for them with me?"

Upon hearing her question, he was stunned for a moment, but then he didn't think it was a big deal, hence he nodded.

"Yes! Aren't you afraid to be alone? I can keep you company."

"Thank you!" Rachel was quite pleased to hear that. She felt that she had gotten a little closer to him.

After that, the two of them tidied themselves up, went downstairs to the lobby of the hotel, checked out, and waited for Rachel's chauffeur.

As soon as they stood still, Eddison asked her, "Are you hungry? How about having breakfast?"