Chapitre 225: Both of Them Getting Emotional

Day Twenty Four…

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Abigail traced her steps towards Nathan, closing their gaps. Upon reaching his spot, she kneeled and tapped his shoulder, trying to wake him up.

"Nate, wake up! Wake up."

Abigail could smell the whiskey. Nathan had a few drinks… or rather he was totally drunk.

Nathan slowly opened his eyes but he only glanced at her with a blank expression.

"Can you stand up?" Abigail asked him, pursing her lips. She hated to see him like this. He looked wasted.

Nathan didn't respond and just pushed her away. "Who are you? Just leave me alone… Argh~" Nathan groaned when his bleeding fist hit the cold wall.

"Tsk Tsk. What a stubborn man." Abigail clicked her tongue before putting his hand around her neck and pulling him up.

"Let's go to your room. I'll treat you there." There was no way she would treat his wound in this very chaotic environment.