Chapter 1074
Upstairs, in the bathroom.
Alexander Foster stood close to the mirror, staring at a spot below his lower lip that he thought was blood. But when he wiped it off, he found no wound.
It was a very faint red that was almost invisible unless scrutinized closely.
Upon smearing it on his finger, it looked like a woman's lipstick.
He was gazing at the pale red on his finger, as if he were in a trance.
In his slightly dazed eyes, he seemed to relive the dream he just had—
While slightly tipsy, the girl of his dreams bent down and initiated a kiss.
At the time, he only felt dizzy and unreal. When he woke up after a short nap, Chloe was already sleeping beside him.
So, he labeled it as a dream.
But now, the faint red color almost drove him crazy.
He barely gave a chuckle, like a child who just received a handful of candy.
Fifteen minutes later, a knock was heard on Chloe's door.
She had just finished taking a bath and went over to open the door.
