Anyway, both of them… had unspeakable feelings.
There was a knock on the door.
Monica put down her phone and even forgot to hang up.
She thought that Finn would end the call too.
She quickly opened the door and saw that Brandon had appeared at the door with a glass of fruit juice.
"Won't the waiter bring it over?"
"In order to make myself feel less guilty, I decided to come personally."
Monica did not really care. It was normal for people to lose control when they were drunk.
"Give it to me," Monica decided.
"It's a little cold. Let me bring it in for you."
"Okay, thanks."
Brandon carefully placed the glass by Monica's bedside. "There's also aloe vera bits in the fruit juice. It's good for your face. Drink up and go to bed early."
"Okay." Monica nodded. "You should rest early too."
"See you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
Brandon left.
Monica climbed onto the bed and drank her juice.
