Chapter 723

The driver's lips twitched. My head felt foggy, and I wasn't sure if I was seeing things, but it looked like he glanced at my side before turning back and starting the car. As the car began to move, I finally felt some relief, but the heat that the cold wind had briefly pushed down surged back up again. The car felt stuffy and unbearably warm, so I instinctively took off my coat and unbuttoned two buttons on my pajamas underneath. But it was still too hot. My fingers moved down, reaching for the third button, when a large hand suddenly covered mine, stopping me. Bruce's voice echoed in my ears, filled with urgency and reproach. "You know you can't handle your alcohol. Why did you have to push yourself and down the whole glass?" "Don't act like you care," I muttered. Since I was convinced the Bruce beside me was just an illusion, I didn't bother controlling my tone or words. After all, I was only talking to a figment of my imagination. I just kept my voice low, worried I'd scare th