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The Heiress’s Second Chance at Vengeance

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Chapter 145 Who’s the One Being Impulsive?

iTeddy/ii? /i

Wasn’t that the name of the giant white bear plushie in Eliza’s room?

She always hugged that thing when she slept.

Right now, Eliza was curled up in his arms, rubbing against his chest like it was second nature.

Nn’s throat tightened. He lowered his voice and,warned, “Elizab, /bcut it out.”

b“/bMmm…”

Eliza didn’t seem to hear a word. She kicked off the nket and, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, tried to sling a leg over Nn.

He didn’t react fast enough.

In the next second, Nn was dragged onto the bed and even rolled halfway over.

He had to tense his whole body just to avoid touching her.

“How weird… Teddy’s got some muscles tonight…”

Eliza opened her eyes blearily.

And what she saw was Nn’s stunned face.

In that instant, the alcohol seemed to clear from her head in a sh.

Her eyes sobered up as she stared at him. “Why are you on my bed?”

Nn wanted to exin.

He really did.

But before he could say a word, Eliza shoved him away and said, “Forget it. Don’t say anything. I get it.”

“You… get it?”

Nn was momentarily stunned.

Seeing she remembered what happened made him breathe a little easier.

“I get that you’re a teenage boy, going through puberty and all. These things happen. Don’t worry, I won’t hold it against you…”

The more she talked, the darker Nn’s expression became.

“Puberty? Impulses? Won’t hold it against me?”

Chapter 145 Who’s the One Being Impulsive?

He bwas /bthis close to pinning her against the wall.

Who was the one being impulsive again?

“Wait… isn’t that what happened?b” /b

Eliza blinked at him, confused.

The buzz had worn off.

Finished

She’d downed that whiskey too fast, and the high hade and gone just as quickly. Forty minutes of chaos, then rity.

But she didn’t seem to realize exactly what she’d done during that time.

Nn couldn’t take it anymore. He reached out and cupped the back of her neckb, /bclosing the distance between them until Eliza could feel his breath on her skin.

In a low voice, he said, “Listen closely, Eliza. iYou’re /ithe one who has to take responsibility.”

Eliza froze. “Take responsibility… for iyou/ii?/ii” /i

Don’t tell her she-

That she got drunk and did something to Nn…

iNo /iiway/ii. /i

Sure, it had been a while since she’d–well, whatever–but she wouldn’t…

iWait /ia iminute/ii. /i

Eliza started studying him closely.

Nn had always been a standout–better–looking than Zayden, with a more mature kind of appeal. That face alone couldunch a celebrity career.

He wasn’t wearing his school uniform anymore. He’d changed into a ck windbreaker.

Underneath it, his Adam’s apple was sharp and prominent.

She remembered the times she’d identally seen his body before: lean muscles, defined abs, a perfect V-

line…

And he was built, too.

With that kind of body, was it really so impossible?

If she really had no self–control…

“…I’m sorry.”

Eliza gave him a solemn look. “I was in the wrong.”

Chapter 145 Who’s the One Being impulsive?

Nn’s beyes /bflickered.

Finished

“I get it. I must’ve crossed a line. I’m really sorry. I didn’t think–this must’ve hurt you emotionally. Just tell me how to make it up to you. Whatever you want.”

“Anything?” Nn asked.

“Yeah!” she nodded. “Clearly, I must’ve gotten handsy. If you’re upset, you can return the favor.”

He stared at her, stunned.

Eliza gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder. “Kidding! Obviously.”

“Come on, we’re both still fully dressed. What could I have done, seriously? Don’t mess with me.”

She sat up and stretched.

The alcohol hadpletely worn off. She wasn’t even the least bit dizzy anymore.

“Is the party over already? What time is it?”

She looked genuinely bummed.

If she hadn’t downed that ss of whiskey, she probably would’ve still been out partying with them.

“You’re thinking about partying when you just got that drunk?”

Nn sat up and lightly flicked her forehead.

“Ow! What the hellb?/bb” /b

“Don’t drink that much again.”

“I know. It was an ident!”

She rubbed her head. “And where’d you learn that forehead flick? Been watching too many teen dramas?”

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