Chapter 128 He Seemed Different

The next morning, Emily woke in an unfamiliar bed and stared up at a ceiling she didn't recognize. There was also a faint trace of oud lingering in the air. It took her a few seconds to realize she was in a hotel. Then, memories of the previous night started coming back in pieces. Instantly, her heart leapt, and she sat up with a jolt. She then looked down and saw that she was wearing a hotel robe, with the belt tied neatly around her waist. There were no hickeys, no aches, and no signs of anything inappropriate in general—everything was clean. So, Gabriel hadn't touched her. The man who treated her like she was something he owned and who'd never cared about her feelings, had walked away when she was at her most defenseless. How was that possible? Or maybe he'd thought she was filthy? Just then, her phone buzzed on the nightstand. Adrian's name lit up the screen. Emily answered it. "Dr. Sterling, if you're not feeling well, please take the day to rest," Adrian gently said, cho