Chapter 517
The sound of a man's heavy breathing echoed right next to Lily's ear. Her sleepiness dissipated immediately, and she shot up into a sitting position.
"Who's there?" she demanded.
Maryanne had been woken up by the commotion as well. "Hmm? Who's there?"
"Honey, it's me!"
Due to the darkness shrouding the room, Lily couldn't get a good look at the man's face. A strong stench of alcohol wafted toward them when he opened his mouth to speak.
Maryanne had also been shocked into wakefulness. She couldn't believe her eyes, but there was indeed a man in bed with them and calling them "honey".
The man's breath stank of alcohol, frightening Maryanne greatly. She screamed as she backed away from him, falling off the bed in her panic.
Lily's wrist was trapped in the man's grip. She couldn't run even if she wanted to. "You're in the wrong room. I'm not your 'honey'!"
"What are you talking about?" the man asked as he leaned toward her. "Both of you are my 'honey's. Come on, let's sleep!"
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