Chapter 124: Different Maverick
She drank the wine even though she didn’t want to and the party continued until she started to sway. Two girls who had been really close to Jeslyn offered to take her into her room, after all, the party was over. They were just having after-party fun.
The two girls took the drunk Jeslyn to her room and left, but after a while, a room service pushed a cart into the room.
"Young Miss, is your party over? I brought the hangover soup Miss Christine asked me to prepare..."
While she was talking, the door burst opened and two hefty men entered the room. One dragged the waitress out and the other carried Jeslyn.
The waitress was taken to the top of the building. While she was scared and didn’t know what the stoic-faced looking man wanted with her, she heard him say:
"You did nothing wrong, blame your misfortune for being at the right place at the wrong time." Then he grabbed her and pushed her down the roof.
The waitress’ scream was heard but before the people who saw her falling while screaming could do anything, she fell on top of a parked car and left her life behind.
Inside a dark room, Jeslyn was placed on the bed, beside a body whose figure wasn’t clear. The person touched her all over and she couldn’t help but respond with moans.
The imaginary Jeslyn tried to see who the man her younger self was having s3x with was, but she couldn’t see through the darkness surrounding him.
Jeslyn woke up to a white ceiling. When she turned to her right, Maverick was sitting on a couch with his eyes closed and head resting on the headrest.
Jeslyn sat up and fixed her gaze on him. She didn’t think much of the dream. After all, this wasn’t the first time she was seeing it. That’s where the dream always ends.