Chapter 56: Chapter 56

Dealing with a drunk person wouldn't be this scary.

After the heavy storm passed and his sweat dripped, Ray sat exhausted on the hotel sofa. He has faced several family members, friends or colleagues who are drunk, but no one behaves like Alexa. Upon arrival at the hotel, it wasn't just a kiss that she asked for, she continued to complain about how hot it was, took off her own clothes, and even almost asked for sex.

Last night, after she fainted completely, Ray tied her hands to the bed. One hand was tied with his tie, the other with the curtains he had torn.

As a result, he didn't sleep until morning.

"Adam, bring my medicine." He called Adam while massaging his forehead.

His head hasn't improved since last night. However he tried to remember something, the pain became sharper and more intense. He could barely move on the sofa. If he tried to stand up, everything around him swayed as if there was an earthquake.

Adam has a habit of entering a room without knocking on the door. He came in shortly after Ray called. When he looked at the bed, his eyes bulged and he almost dropped the medicine bottle.

"Just put the medicine on the table," Ray said without lifting his head.

After a few moments of no movement, Ray looked up only to find Adam staring at Alexa in a daze.

Ray was upset and stood up to block his view. "What are you looking at? Look away!"

Maybe because he stood up too quickly, the dizziness in his head acted up and made him stagger. Adam immediately stopped him from falling and sent him to the sofa.

"Hurry and leave! You didn't see anything!" Ray grumbled weakly.

Adam thought in his heart, 'How could I forget my boss tying his new girlfriend to the bed half naked! God knows what game they played last night. I'll report it to the Fran.'

If Ray heard this thought, he would definitely agree with Fran to fire Adam in the first place!

Ray took two of his pills and swallowed them without water. His head leaned back on the sofa, continuing to close his eyes and trying to relax.

He didn't know why it was like there was a huge mess in his head that he couldn't handle. This kind of chaos had no clear origin, it almost burned his brain.

Then suddenly he remembered Fillo and immediately called Maggy. "Maggy, what about Fillo?"

The old voice on the other end of the phone answered, "Little Master is having breakfast. He's very obedient and only asked about you once, after I explained it he seemed to understand. He's a smart kid."

Ray smiled almost imperceptibly, feeling a weight lifted a little. "Thanks for looking after him."

"He looks a lot like you when you were little. If you hadn't explained it from the start, I would have believed he was your son."

His body stiffened stiffly.

This was the same as what Fran thought, even Ray thought so too. The reason why he wanted to do a DNA test before was because he felt that this coincidence was really strange. When he finally made Alexa cry because of this, he forgot about it. But that doesn't mean he didn't think about it again.

He once read an article that everyone has at least seven twins in the world. Could Fillo be one of his lookalikes without blood ties?

If he showed Alexa his childhood photos, what would her reaction be? He suddenly became curious. "Maggy, where do you keep my old photos?"

On the other end, Maggy must have been frowning. "You mean the photo album? Ah, it must be in the main house."

"Can someone bring it for me?"

"You need it today?"

"Not that urgent." He thought. "Whenever the album is found, take it to the villa."

"I'll arrange a maid there," Maggy assured. "The main house is in a tense situation because your father is not in a good mood."

Hearing this, his brows frowned. "What's wrong with that old man?"

For a long time there was no reply from the housekeeper. Then her voice sounded soft again, "You must know the problem. Go back and talk to your father, okay?"

In the main house, Maggy's position was higher than the other housemaid. She had been a housekeeper in the family for thirty years. Since Ray was little, Maggy has been the caregiver and confidant of his mother, Patrice Gayna. After Patrice's death, she did not leave the family at all and continues to serve to this day.

It's natural for her to know when the mood is bad or not good. After Ray's older sister, Yasmin, married and went abroad with her husband, Ray was rarely even home. Now the main house was like an old castle where only his father and grandfather lived.

With two grown men living together, the situation would not always be good. They are both strict, so it's not surprising that arguments often occur between them.

Hearing that Ray had broken up with Hailey, the woman who was expected to be their daughter-in-law, of course made the situation even more uncertain. In a situation like that, Ray, who should have explained several things to his grandfather, instead ran away.

Sighing, Ray said goodbye to Maggy. After hanging up, he massaged his temples. He heard a sound from the bed and immediately came over.

'If she wakes up and sees things like this, I'll probably be beheaded!' Ray thought.

The ropes weren't tight. He carefully opened them one by one with ease. Even though it wasn't tight, there were faint reddish marks on both of her wrists and it made him look displeased. He rubbed the pale white skin, and found something strange.

Last night the situation was so chaotic that he didn't notice clearly, as soon as he looked this close, there really was a cut mark on one of her wrists.

Fillo had said that his mother liked to self-harm, but this was the first time he had seen the scars.

He secretly looked at her closed eyes with complicated thoughts. His finger rubbed her wrist, looking dazed.

'Just how much did you suffer that you hurt yourself?' He thought sadly.

Maybe because the sunlight from the balcony was bright, the scars were particularly scary. It was really bad, like several incisions appeared over old incisions, so they looked stacked together. After remembering that she was pregnant without a husband and abandoned by her family, Ray slowly knew what kind of suffering she was experiencing. And felt his heart depressed.

Ray looked down, stealing a soft kiss from the drunk woman's lips, just to soothe his aching heart.

Humans cannot see other humans just from their outer appearance. Having known her for so long, Ray understands one thing; this woman was so fierce and whiny at the same time, it meant she had such a burden on her shoulders. Sometimes she acts fiercely for self-protection, and cries just to show that she has reached her limit.

A woman like this, he really wants to embrace her whole heartedly.

He wanted to drag her burden away.

Can he do it?

"Eungh ..."

Ray raised his head, seeing Alexa shift uncomfortably. "Alexa, wake up."

He gently brushed aside the bangs covering her forehead. He smiled gently at the two small moles near her temples.

"Are you feeling dizzy?"

It took a long time for her to fully regain consciousness. Hed eyes blinked several times. Hed tongue was stuck to the roof of her mouth and it was uncomfortable to speak. Seeing her like that, Ray just smiled, dialing the intercom at the hotel to order room service.

"Take a shower first. There's a boutique near here and I'll tell Adam to buy clothes." Ray let go of her and sat on the edge of the bed. "What size are you?"

"M," Alexa answered absentmindedly.

Her mind was racing. She lowered her gaze, carefully touched the blanket covering her body. She slowly opened the blanket until she saw what state her body was in. In the past, her bad habits when drunk were terrible. Did she do something embarrassing?

And, yeah, what she saw first was that her clothes were partially torn, leaving her half naked, and showing her thighs. Her shoulders were wide open, there were even a few red scratches here and there!

"AAAAAH!"

Ray almost fell off the end of the bed. "Alexa? Hey! What's wrong? Why are you screaming?"

Alexa struggled when Ray tried to touch her, she continued to scream and pulled back the blanket over her chest. "W-What did you do to me? You bastard! What the fuck did you do to me???"

... to be continued ...