Could it be that they left on bad terms because of me?
Seeing that the woman did not speak, he lifted his hand to his forehead, then looking at the blood on his hand, he frowned, "You didn't use to wear lipstick… It looks terrible."
Amelia Garcia was taken aback, not understanding what he meant.
Was he referring to the kissing incident at the hotel earlier?
Her cheeks suddenly heated up, and with a stern face, she said coldly, "You're drunk. Go rest and stop causing a scene."
The man raised his hand, his handsome face struggling to lift, "Help me."
"..."
"I'm telling you to help me. Don't you understand?"
Amelia turned her head to look around, preparing to find a servant to come over.
But the man suddenly shouted, "I don't want anyone else! I just... want you! Hurry up!"
Amelia clenched her teeth, holding back her displeasure.
He was indeed the same as before!
Usually well-dressed, scholarly and elegant, but a few drinks revealed his domineering and arrogant nature!