Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart novel Chapter 100

Early morning.

The headaches from her hangover caused her to wake up from her dream, forcing her to open her eyes. The dazzling light outside the window caused her half-opened eyes to shut them immediately.

Shock!

Why did these curtains look so much like the curtains of Sage's house?

Moira hurriedly held her forehead, which was hurting to the point where it hurt nerves. She opened her eyes and looked around.

When she slapped her forehead with her two hands, there was a crash. The blanket on her chest slid down, and Moira lowered her head in fright. Instinctively, she grabbed the blanket to cover her body that was right in front of her eyes.

This time, her whole body collapsed. She gripped the blanket tightly and let out an ear-piercing scream.

"Ah..."

Hearing the scream, the man sleeping on the sofa in the hall immediately opened his dark eyes. His gaze was sharp and clear. He sat up, pulled a towel around his lower body, and walked out.

This enormous room didn't even have a proper wall. So Moira, who sat on the bed, saw him with a single glance.

"What did you do to me, Sage?" she asked. Moira was about to go crazy. She was so angry that her eyes turned red as she questioned him.

Sage's dark eyes narrowed. "You deserve what I've done to you."

"You... You really had done..." Moira's lips quivered in anger.

Looking at her innocent and fierce expression, Sage was glad that he had resisted the urge last night. Otherwise, if he really did do something to her, she would probably hate him to death right now.

"With a flat body like yours, you think I'd be interested?" Sage snorted coldly, a look of disdain on his face.

Moira's eyes were wide open as she tightly wrapped the blanket around her, not leaving a single crack. "You...You'd better tell me the truth, did you do anything wrong with me?"

"You want to ask me if I slept with you last night?" The corners of Sage's lips curled up in a mocking smile.

Moira felt that this man was thoroughly detestable. She bit her red lips and angrily glared at him.

Sage walked up to the bed and drew closer to her with his perfectly cold face. "Look at yourself in the mirror. Do you have anything that's worthy for me to take a look at?"

As he spoke, the male hormone aura exuded from his body was so strong that it caused Moira to panic.

She slightly raised her face. This man had belittled her to such an extent that she was worthless. Was she that bad?

However, that wasn't the main point. The main point was what happened last night. Why was she sleeping on his bed naked, while he was only wearing a towel? This was a very ambiguous thing.

"Then have you done to me!?" Moira bit her lips and glared at him as she questioned him.

"Last night, you vomited on the car, even dirtying yourself, and vomited all over me. I did indeed personally bathe you, but I did not take over your body, I did not!" Sage's voice was filled with certainty.

Moira's eyes widened. She seemed to have some memories of last night, but she had lost all her memories after that.

"Why did you have to wash me? Just throw me back into my house."

"If you dislike it, you might as well not wear it back!" After saying that, the man immediately bent over to take it away.

"No, no... I'll wear it, I'll wear it. "Moira hurriedly hugged the towel in her arms. At this moment, it was not her place to despise anything.

However, she felt that she had suffered a huge loss this time. Damn it, she would stop drinking in the future and not touch a single drop of alcohol.

"Can you turn your back on me?" Moira said to him.

"Beg me." Sage had his arms crossed in disgust, staring at her with his eyes wide open in anger. "Ah!"

At this moment, Moira felt very awkward. If she were to wrap herself in a bath towel, it would be very easy for her to leave. She could only soften her voice and say, "I beg of you."

Sage seemed to be satisfied with the result. He turned around and walked in the direction of the bathroom. Finally, he closed the door behind him.

Moira quickly wrapped a towel around her and ran from the bed to the door. Then she pushed it open and left.

When she returned to her own home, Moira had the feeling of a maniac. She clenched her fists and silently vented herself a few times. In the end, she fiercely pulled down on her own hair and sat on the sofa, thinking about what might have happened last night.

"Oh my god! I'm going crazy. "Moira was extremely regretful right now.

"Luckily nothing happened, damn it, was my figure that bad?" Moira was a bit angry. This man was clearly looking down on her body!

She bit her lips, "It's obviously good, yet you still dare to say it's a tablet. Where can there be such a large plate?" With that, she went crazy again. At this moment, all sorts of random thoughts appeared in her mind. There was actually one that angered her because he despised her figure.