Chapter 59 Find Something for Them to Worry About

The next morning, Nancy was woken by a splitting headache from her lingering hangover. She sat up, holding her throbbing head, and looked around. The room was luxuriously decorated, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows and a bed far too large to be hers. This wasn't her room. This was Sebastian's master bedroom. Fragments of last night's memories flooded back to Nancy. She remembered Shawn's greasy face, Evelyn yelling sharply, and Sebastian's cold, stern expression. It seemed that she had kissed him. Nancy drew in a sharp breath and shook her head vigorously, trying to shove the absurd memory from her mind. It had to be a dream. She couldn't believe she had actually gone out of her way to provoke that unpredictable man. Yet, he hadn't ripped her apart on the spot. That alone felt like a miracle. Back in the day, she was known for being able to drink endlessly without getting drunk. How could a small amount of alcohol now leave her feeling like this? Her body reacted far more hones