Chapter 1115

Louis chuckled. “Why would you think so? Are you regretting your decision to fight for me?”

“What did you just say? I fought for you?” Ryleigh turned her face away.

“You’re the one who clung to me first.” He smiled, took Ryleigh into his arms, and rested his chin on the
top of her head.

“Yes, I’m the one who’s clung to you, but my fondness for you is not something that I can control.”

It had been hours since Xyla blacked out. It was already dawn when she regained consciousness and
opened her eyes. She realized that she was lying in a ward and lifted her hand to rub her forehead. Her
body felt drained, while her head felt groggy.

Mindy was in the chair next to the bed and saw her wake up.

“Xy, are you alright?”

“Who sent me here?” Xyla asked with a hoarse voice due to her dry throat.

Mindy replied, “It was Mr. Boucher and Mr. Lucas. Mr. Lucas also called me and asked me to come to
the hospital to accompany you.”

Xyla asked her to help her sit up, and Mindy sighed.

“Mr. Lucas already told me. I didn’t expect Mr. Hathaway would do that to you . Hmph, so what if he’s
the richest man in the world? Isn’t he still a sc*mbag after all that he’s done? I heard that he stayed in
the clubhouse last night and left early in the morning, and a woman could be seen leaving with him.”

“It’s that for real?” Xyla gave off a feeble smile.



“That’s great.”

‘In this case, he won’t be coming back to me ever again.’

Looking at her blank gaze, Mindy was stunned.

“Xy, about Mr. Hathaway, have you fallen in—”

“What are you thinking of?” Xyla interrupted her.

“I drank one whole bottle of bourbon last night and I still feel sick to my stomach now. I’m also
extremely hungry now, but I can’t eat anything.”

“Then should I buy you something light and easy to digest?” Mindy asked.

She nodded and leaned back on the head of the bed with her pillow supporting her back.

After Mindy got up and went out Xyla felt that she was still very tired, so she sat in place and closed her
eyes to rest.

That was until a figure appeared at the door of the ward.

Xyla thought it was a doctor or a nurse who came in, so she did not bother to open her eyes. A slightly
chilly palm stroked her cheek, so she opened her eyes in fright and saw the face of Yorrick
approaching.

She flung his hand away and looked exceptionally defensive.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Yorrick retracted his hand, sat on the edge of the bed, and turned to look at her.



“I didn’t do anything. I’m just here to visit you.”

“More like you’re here to see if I’ve died or not, am I right?” Xyla sneered.

“So, are you disappointed?”

Yorrick leaned toward her and propped both his arms against the mattress on her sides.

“Must you give me that attitude all the time?”

“Then may I know what’s the attitude that you expect to see from me?” Xyla smiled again.

“It seems useless to please you as plenty of women will go the extra mile just to flatter you. Not to
mention that you’ll think that I’m faking it, so what else do you expect me to do?”

She lay down, pulled the blanket up to cover herself, and turned away from him.

Yorrick stroked the black hair on the side of her pillow with his palm.

“Why wouldn’t you come to me and tell me that you can’t take the alcohol? You can always talk to me.”

Xyla looked out the window.

“Why should I tell you that? Do you want me to beg you for mercy? Did you even plan to let me get
away with that last night? Would it even achieve anything even if I were to tell you that?” He smiled.

“Aren’t you the one who asked me for a match?”

Xyla did not want to speak.

Yorrick turned her around, placed his palms on her cheeks, leaned over, and approached her.



“Do you know whose name you called out loud when you were dreaming the night before?” She was
startled.

“What are you talking about?”

‘Whose name did I call out loud when I was dreaming?’

“Louis Lucas’.” Yorrick stared at her, rubbed her lips with his finger, and smiled.

“You were sleeping in my bed but thinking about your ex.”

Xyla was stunned.

I called Louis’ name out loud in my dream?

“Ah, I vaguely remember the dream from the night before. I dreamed of the past when I was so
obsessed with Louis and was courting him as if I had lost my mind. I used all my love and affection to
go after Louis back then, even though it was only unrequited love.’


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