Chapter 553: Chapter 552: Slept and Ran
The two of them didn’t know how long the nonsense went on, but eventually, they fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Even in her sleep, Bella felt like she was walking on clouds, her head spinning uncontrollably.
She frowned slightly, raised her hand to gently tap her head, and opened her eyes.
When she opened her eyes, she looked at the ceiling, staring blankly for a while, unable to figure out where she was.
"Oh right, yesterday there was a group dinner with the crew. Did I drink too much and end up sleeping in a hotel?" Bella mumbled to herself softly, turned her head to look out the window, and found the sky dark; it must be night.
The crew had lunch directly after the press conference and then went out to have fun together, so it was normal if she had drunk too much and slept until the evening.
Bella didn’t think much of it, propped herself up on the bed with her hands to sit up, only to realize that her whole body felt sore, as if she had been run over by a car.
No, wait! This familiar feeling, could it be...
Bella opened her eyes wide and quickly turned her head to the other side of the bed.
Sure enough!
Even though the room was dimly lit, she could clearly see the tall figure lying there.
She would never mistake the familiar scent and figure of the man.
So, last night’s nonsense wasn’t just a dream; she really did have a one-night stand with Damian after drinking!
Realizing this, Bella’s heart suddenly surged with panic.
What should she do? She had promised not to get involved with him again, yet here she was, back in bed with him.
What would Damian think when he woke up? How would he see her? Would he mock her for her lack of self-control?
Bella bit her lip, quietly moved her body off the bed, and picked up the clothes scattered messily on the floor, putting them on one by one.
She moved very quietly, and after getting dressed, she looked around and realized that apart from her phone in her pocket, her bag wasn’t in the hotel room.
If the bag wasn’t here, it must be in the restaurant’s private room where they were eating and singing. Her ID was still in the bag, and she wondered if someone would have helped her take it.
Bella put on her shoes, took another look at Damian sleeping on the bed, and tiptoed past the foot of the bed, out the door.
Once out of the room, Bella took the elevator to the hotel lobby before pulling out her phone and dialing Archer Quinn’s number.
The phone rang a few times before it was answered, and Archer’s voice came from the other end, "Bella."
"Senior Quinn, where are you right now? Has everyone left?"
"Yes, everyone has left." Archer paused and asked, "Have you sobered up a bit?"
Damian was also in the private room at that time, so the people in the crew must have seen him leave with her.
Perhaps feeling guilty, Bella felt her face turn beet red at Archer’s question and stammered a little, "Pretty... pretty much sober. Uh... Senior Quinn, when you left, did you see a white backpack?"
"Are you talking about your bag? I already gave it to Judy Zimmerman; didn’t she give it to you?" Archer asked.
"I haven’t called Judy yet. I’ll call her now."
So the first call after sobering up was to find him?
Archer’s slightly bitter heart found a bit of comfort, and his voice became involuntarily more gentle, "Bella, where are you right now? Are you going to the hospital?"
"Yes, I’m going to the hospital to see Aunt Sienna." Bella paused and then tentatively asked, "Senior Quinn, I didn’t do anything weird after getting drunk, did I?"