บท 769: Resisting Marcel In Bed

"Ugh… what the hell…." Marcel groaned in pain because his head felt like it would split in two. What did he even do last night? 

Speaking of what he did last night, Marcel got a flashback that merely lasted for a second but his head pounded so greatly he felt he would die. He hadn't felt a hangover this severe until now. At least, he remembered going to Draven's residence and Elvis serving him a hundred years old wine. 

Just what was in that wine? Why did he even agree to take it in the first place? 

God, he must be a sucker for pain. Marcel groaned once again. He should have known his limit, but no, he wanted to impress and win over his in-laws with his drinking skills. Damn it. This was definitely his punishment. 

Marcel was crouched over on the bed with his eyes squeezed shut while he held his head in his hands. The sunlight made things worse and he wondered who left the window open because he didn't.