Watson spent a night in his own villa in W City, but he was not used to it!
He dreamed of Cason, that playboy. It was weird!
Watson thought that he probably missed the girls in the beautiful chieftain's castle.
There was a huge gap in his life. A few days ago, he still hugged the girls happily.
In a twinkling of an eye, he was alone.
Watson got up and poured himself a glass of milk. He smiled bitterly.
At this time, the doorbell rang gently and considerately.
Watson guessed that it might be Julian or Hans. Except for these two guys, no one else would knock at the door so early.
When he opened the door, he found that it was indeed Miss Julian, who looked cool and beautiful.
"Watson, you are a rich man. Didn't you bring a beautiful girl back?"
Julian said in a voice dripping with sarcasm and opened the door of Watson's bedroom.