Yvonne lowered her head to look at her body and noticed she was wearing spaghetti strap pajamas.
Yvonne sucked in a mouthful of cold air. "Oh my god... That can't be. How did I get home last night? Who bathed me and put on clothes for me?" 1
She deduced that Tanya was not the one to have carried her home, and she gradually became frightened. "Don't tell me it's Fane."
Coincidentally, Tanya opened the door to her room and walked in at that moment.
"Oh, you're awake? I thought that you'd still be sleeping. I didn't expect that you could lose to Fane Woods in drinking."
Tanya was rather surprised when she saw Yvonne sitting upright.
"Tanya, how...did I get back here last night? Did Fane Woods carry me here? Did we take a cab?" Yvonne came to her senses when she saw Tanya entering the room. Her questions gushed out before she could even clear her thoughts.
"It's very near, so we didn't take a cab," Tanya spoke before chuckling lightly. "You were too drunk, so I asked Fane to carry you on his back," Tanya added.
"What? Are you saying I was sprawled on his back?"
Yvonne was at a loss of words; guilt and shame overrode her senses. Most importantly, she was scantily dressed the night before, and she did not know if that guy did anything unpleasant to her while carrying her drunk self.
She could not remember anything at all.
"You don't say? Don't tell me that you're still muddled by the alcohol? How else would he be able to carry you if not that you're sprawled on his back?"
Tanya laughed when she saw Yvonne's confused face.
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