?Chapter 794:


    She hadn’t even reached her maximum alcohol tolerancest night, but consuming various types of booze and cocktails had clearly taken its toll on her. Scenes from the previous night rushed back: Harry leading the way, Marvin carrying her into her room, and her insistence on taking a shower…


    Wait, did Marvin bathe her?


    Baylee recalled him insisting on it. She remembered giving in because she was too tired to refuse. What happened after that?


    She couldn’t remember!


    And just like that, Baylee was fully alert. She bolted up in bed, her eyes wide with panic. She hurriedly threw the covers back and checked her body. She was wearing a ck dress shirt that was too loose on her. The top three buttons were undone, exposing the upper part of her chest.


    Thankfully, she didn’t feel sore anywhere, nor did she find any suspicious marks.


    Baylee looked around the room and realized she was alone in therge bed.


    If it hadn’t been for the oversized shirt she was wearing, she might have thought the events ofst night were just a dream.


    Even so, she couldn’t allow herself to rx just yet.


    Baylee padded to the door and opened it a crack. She heard a man’s voiceing from the suite’s living room.


    When she peered out, she saw Marvin talking on the phone, probably about work.


    He noticed her almost immediately and wasted no time wrapping up his call.


    “Does your head hurt?” he asked, walking over to her, his gaze dropping to her body. She was in his shirt.


    Well, he had never actually worn it before. Marcelo had brought it over the previous night.


    Marvin could have requested ady’s nightgown for her, but he ultimately chose not to. He wanted Baylee to sleep in his shirt. He enjoyed the contrast of the dark fabric against her delicate skin and how small she looked in it, with the hem of the shirt falling just under her thighs. She looked incredibly enticing. Just looking at her now made Marvin’s blood boil with desire.


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    Baylee was about to shake her head, but she changed her mind and nodded instead. “It hurts a little.”


    “Serves you right for drinking so much!” Marvin flicked her forehead lightly.


    She raised her chin in defiance and pursed her lips. “Wasn’t it supposed to be a celebration?”


    “Yes, but there was no need for you to drown yourself in alcohol. No one told you to do that. Not that I would let anyone force you to.” Marvin had taken it upon himself to protect Baylee, especially when they were out socializing with others.


    They settled on the couch, and Marvin ordered some porridge and light side dishes to fill Baylee’s stomach. When he was done, he turned to find her staring at him with a strange look in her eyes.


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