Chapter 295 I Don't Have Many Options

• Victoria was wearing a beige-colored sweater. As the light shone on her, the red marks on her neck formed a clear contrast against her skin and clothes, seemingly like a black dot on a white paper. Vincent felt his eyes hurt just from the sight of the hickeys.
• Since Vincent was staring at her, Victoria felt embarrassed and tried to cover her neck out of instinct. However, she felt it would be even more conspicuous, so she coughed and lowered her hands. Since she was being dragged out of the room, her door was wide open. After looking at Victoria in disbelief, he then looked inside the room.
• The sight that greeted him was Christian sitting on the pinkish bed with an indifferent expression. He was covered in a blue blanket, which belonged to Victoria. Moreover, some clothing was on the floor, and he could tell what had happened with just one look.