Chapter 338: My First Love
The more Yvonne drank, the more she felt strange. It was late autumn and her clothes were little, but she was getting hotter.
Just as she was tugging at her clothes anxiously, a hand suddenly appeared in front of her and stopped her action. Following that hand, her vision blurred as she looked over, only to see a faintly discernible yet somewhat familiar face.
"Who... are you..."
James looked down at her drunken look.
After he was shaken off by the taxi, he was worried about her, so he drove around the streets and alleys of the city, almost calling the police. In the end, he asked Janice and found this place.
However, as soon as he walked in, he saw her taking off her clothes. He was so scared that he rushed over to stop her, so as to avoid that erotic scene.
He glanced at the two bottles of whiskey on the table. One of them was empty, and the other had also left a little. He could not help but frown.
It is no wonder that she is going to take off her clothes in public.>
He sighed helplessly and moved her hand away. "Come on, come home with me."
Yvonne refused, "Go away, don’t hold me up from drinking."
As she spoke, she picked up the cup and was about to drink it, but it was snatched away by James.
"Good girl, you can’t drink anymore."
"Don’t worry about me. I want to drink."
She did not listen to him and reached out to grab the glass in his hand desperately. Seeing this, James was a little annoyed. He had been looking for her for the whole night, but she was still hurting herself for that man, so he drank the glass of wine directly.
He slammed the empty glass on the table and said angrily, "Yvonne, that’s enough. Do you need to drink so much for a man?"
After being yelled at by him, Yvonne, who had been making a fuss, suddenly burst into tears. "Why is there no need for that? Since I was in the medical college, I...
have been secretly liking him for so many years. I treated him... like a prince charming. I was afraid that he would suffer, but he treated me like this. Shouldn’t I be sad?" She spoke in broken sobs.
James felt very upset.
"It’s reasonable that you are sad, but is it worth it for such a scumbag?" He gritted his teeth and said.
Yvonne burped. "Who told you that I’m sad because of that scum? I... I’m sad because of my first love, my first love... is no better than trash, I... shouldn’t I be sad?"
Hearing her words that reeked of alcohol, James lost his temper. "Forget it, what is the point of arguing with a drunkard?"
However, he suddenly felt an inexplicable heat in his body. He subconsciously pulled at his tie, but he didn’t pay much attention to it. He then pulled her into his arms, ignored her struggle, and walked toward the car with her in his arms.
He put her in the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, and then went around the car to get in.
Just as he was about to start the car and drive out, he felt another heat in his body. This time, it was stronger, as if there was a flame burning in his chest. His mouth parched and tongue scorched and he urgently needed cooling water.
Therefore, he opened the refrigerator of the car in a hurry, took out a bottle of water, drank most of it in one breath, but still felt that it was not enough, so he simply poured it directly on his face.
When the cool water was splashed on his face, he sobered up in an instant. When he started the car and was about to drive out, suddenly, a pair of white arms wrapped around his neck.
...
James froze and then he turned to look at her red face. She had unbuckled her seatbelt and was leaning against him.
Her eyes were blurred and unfocused. Her pink hands were wantonly fondling his body.
He felt his throat tighten and his body tighten up.
"Yvonne, sit up."
It was dangerous for her to not fasten her seat belt now.
However, she seemed not to hear anything and acted even more intensely.
"Hot..." She muttered in a low voice.
Hot air sprayed on his face.
He became even more nervous and couldn’t help clenching his fists.
"You... Wait, let me turn on the air conditioner."
In fact, he also felt very hot.
He adjusted the air conditioner to a comfortable temperature, and then he helped her sit up. If things went on like this, he was not sure what he would do.
However, when he touched her body, he was stunned. The temperature was obviously abnormal. "Is she ill?"
Seeing her little face was getting redder and redder, he hurriedly took out a wet towel and put it on her forehead. Before he could move his hand away, she grabbed it and put it in her mouth.
James thought she was going to bite him.
But he didn’t expect that in the next second, he was stunned.
He felt that all the blood in his body was flowing in reverse.
"Yvonne..."
"Mm..."
She was completely unconscious.
James was not much better.
"Yvonne, wake up!"
Yvonne was so attractive that James didn’t want others on the street to see her.
His heart beat wildly as he took back his hand. He did not dare to let his thoughts run wild and started the car to rush forward.
Beside him, Yvonne was still making a fuss. He comforted her while increasing his speed.
In reality, he himself didn’t feel good.
There seemed to be some power within his body that was about to go out of control and his consciousness began to get out of control.
It was impossible for him to hold on until he got home. When he passed by the hotel, he hurriedly stopped the car.
He helped Yvonne walk in.
"Thankfully, the hotel is mine and don’t have complex check-in procedure," James thought.
He took her to his room unimpededly.
After opening the door, he helped her come in.
At this moment, Yvonne had completely lost control of herself. She was leaning on him lazily.
James was getting more and more unconscious.
As soon as they entered the door, they were like wild horses out of control.
The next morning, Yvonne woke up from the pain. Her body felt as if it had been crushed by something heavy. She was in so much pain that she felt she was about to die.
"Wait, this pain..."
Her doctor’s intuition told her that something bad must have happened. When she turned her head, she saw James lying beside her, his clothes disheveled.
She hurriedly looked at herself. She was almost half-naked. The first word popped up in her mind was: Sex. "God! I slept with him last night!"
She held her head, which was aching. A few fragments of her memory appeared in her brain.
She remembered that she had drunk a whole bottle of whiskey at the bar last night, and later she felt that it was not enough and asked for another bottle.
Her mind was in a mess and she couldn’t figure it out. She glanced at James, who was sleeping soundly, and couldn’t help but have a headache.
....
No matter what, she had to leave this place first.
Thinking of this, she didn’t care about the pain on her body. She quietly got out of bed but her body was pulled back by a strong arm.
She froze and thought that James had already woken up. However, she turned to look at him and found that he was still sleeping soundly. It seemed that he just turned around and hugged her.
She felt more scared than hurt and was about to continue.
"Where are we going?" His sexy voice came from behind.
She knew that he had woken up. It seemed that this embarrassment could not be avoided.
Frowning, she removed his arm from her waist and said, "I am not going anywhere." She kept her back to him and didn’t dare to look at him.
James rubbed his sleepy eyes. After the sexual behavior of last night, he felt refreshed as soon as he got up in the morning.
However, when he thought of her abnormal behavior last night, he couldn’t help but feel a little worried.
"Last night..."
Before he could say anything, Yvonne interrupted, "Nothing happened last night."
After saying that, she lifted the blanket and got out of bed.
He was stunned. "What did she mean by nothing happened?" thought he.
He stared at her back and his eyes twitched a few times. He jumped out of bed and followed her.
"What do you mean? Who do you think I am?"
"What else do you want? Do you want me to take responsibility?" Yvonne said in anger.
He was stunned by her question.
She did not want to continue this topic.
"Well, James, we are all adults. It’s just one night stand. It’s no big deal."
After that, she went straight into the bathroom.
The door closed in front of James and he clenched his fists.
She stayed in the bathroom for a long time. She didn’t go out until she calmed down.
When she went out, he was no longer in the room.
She looked at the empty room and sneered, "It’s a good thing that he left so as not to embarrass ourselves."
She went back to the bedside to pick up the clothes on the ground, only to find that she couldn’t wear them anymore. When she was hesitating whether to call someone for help, the doorbell rang.
She hesitated for a moment before walking over to open the door.
Outside the door, a uniformed female staff stood there with a paper bag in her hand.
When she saw Yvonne, she handed the paper bag to her.
"Miss White, these are your clothes."
Yvonne’s gaze fell on the bag. She knew that this was sent by James.
She reached out to take it, thanked her, and returned to the room. She took out the clothes from the bag. They were beautiful casual clothes and some underwear inside.
She looked at the clothes and her face unconsciously flushed as she put them on.
After leaving the hotel, she did not return to her apartment by the lake. Instead, she went to the house that she had not stayed in for a long time.
After what had happened last night, she would feel awkward if she went back the apartment.
Although she hadn’t lived in the house for a long time, fortunately, someone had cleaned it because she planned to sell it before and thus it was barely passable.
She walked into the bedroom, lay on the big bed that she hadn’t slept in a long time, closed her eyes, and stopped thinking about anything.
However, things didn’t seem to go as she wished.
Her phone suddenly rang at this moment.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the lit screen. It was a call from her father.
At this time, she didn’t want to answer any call.
She simply turned off her phone and closed her eyes. The whole world became quiet in an instant.
She slept for the entire morning. When she woke up again, she was awakened by the doorbell.