Chapter 234 When You'll Get Bored of Me

"You slept quite soundly," he commented. "I was up all night. I'm tired, too." Hearing this, Whitney immediately felt the edge of the bed sink slightly. Not being able to hold it in any longer, Whitney shot right up. Noel was dressed in light-colored loungewear, his hands resting on the edge of the bed. His strikingly handsome face was right in front of her. She clutched the blanket, her face flushed. "Y-You tricked me." He said he was tired, and she thought he was going to lie down next to her. "Tricked you about what? I really was up all night," he replied as he straightened up, one side of his mouth curving into a faint, ambiguous smile. "What do you mean?" Whitney felt uneasy, sensing that there was something off about his expression. Her memory only extended to last night when she had asked the server to bring two more bottles of beer. After a few more drinks, she couldn't remember anything. How did she end up at Noel's place? And wasn't he supposed to have taken Lilian