Chapter 55 The Accident

Back in the bedroom, Benedict gently placed the woman in his arms on the bed. As he was about to leave, her small hand suddenly grasped the hem of his shirt. He furrowed his brows slightly, then pushed her hand away. "It's so hot... so hot... I feel like I'm melting..." Cordelia muttered and simultaneously undid the buttons on her clothes, revealing a full bosom. She wore a thin, see-through undershirt with a sweater over it. Clearly feeling warm from the alcohol, her face was flushed. Her fair hands pulled at the sweater, removing the entire garment to expose delicate shoulders, a refined collarbone, and the ample bosom that caught Benedict's attention. His tone was sharp and cold. "Put your clothes back on." "I don't want to. It's too hot..." Cordelia said as she began to undo her own skirt. Benedict frowned. Cordelia always got wild when she was drunk. It was a pattern. Shaking off her hand, he decided not to pay her any mind and let her undress in his room. As he turned a