Phoebe was groggy, and upon hearing Edward''s words, she became somewhat alert. She struggled, "Edward, I want to go home."


    Edward led her into the elevator, watching as the doors closed and the elevator ascended. "What are you going home for? He won''t care whether you go back or not," he said. Phoebe had indeed drunk too much. The mixture of different alcohols was hitting her hard, and she was so weak she could barely stand.@@novelbin@@


    Her rational mind told her that Edward was dangerous at this moment, and that she should stay away from him. But the reality didn''t allow it.


    She wobbled, trying to press the elevator button, but missed and nearly fell.


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