Chapter202

Natasha's POV

At noon, the sun shone through the window and onto me. I rolled over and opened my eyes.

The warm light shone on me, the weather was really nice, but my head... it really hurt.

I sat up and looked around. Didn't I drink at Jack's house last night? When did I come back? How did I come back?

I rubbed my forehead and tried to remember. Some strange scenes came to mind.

I clearly drank with Jack, but why did I see Winson last night? And... it seems like I heard Winson say a lot of things to me.

Although I couldn't remember the details, I just felt that Winson was extremely gentle in my dream... I drank too much and felt so uncomfortable that I even vomited on Winson... and they seemed to have...

I instinctively pinched my collar and lowered my head. I had already changed into my pajamas without knowing when. I frowned and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. What did I do last night?