Chapter 779
A Life Debt Repaid
Zoe quickly left Jayâs bedroom, but she mustâve walked around the apartment twice before finding the laundry room.
She threw all her clothes inside and pressed the buttons⦠only to find that it would take almost two hours for her clothes to dry.
She suddenly remembered Jay taking Bob to his house three years ago, and how Bob vomited all over him.
Jay waited for two hours at the time, too.
The circle of life, indeed.
As Zoe stayed in the laundry room, Jay never came to check on herâhe probably fell asleep right after taking his shower, since anyone would easily doze off with alcohol.
It was especially true for her, since she was already feeling drowsy without getting drunk.
Still, it was understandable since it was already past midnight.
She yawned endlessly, and checked the time to see that it was already one in the morning.
She hesitated for a while before heading to the vast living room, out of the laundry room.
The view outside the glass wall was indescribably beautiful. Zoe stood there, taking in the night view of North City.
It was certainly a feast of the eyes, but whatever.
She shouldnât get greedy; everything depended on how things would turn out now.
Walking away from the window, she took a seat on a massage chair.
She planned to just sit there for a while, but the chair was just too comfortable. Not to mention, she had been sore all over after going on rehearsals everyday over the last few weeks.
She was just wondering if using the massage function would make her feel comfortable. However, even before she made up her mind, her body proved more earnest and started pressing the buttons, adjusting the chair to the most comfortable position.
As she nestled against the chair, she was overwhelmed with bliss and dozed off as the machine massaged herâ¦
Jay watched as Zoe fell asleep with a faint smile on his lips.
In reality, he didnât sleep.
He couldnât bear to do it considering that Zoe hadnât left, even though he was still drunk.
It was obvious she was repulsed by him, so he was afraid of showing his faceâthat was, until she heard the faint sounds of the massage chair activating.
He was under the impression she would hate everything in his house. Yet, she decided to use the massage chair on her own.
He mustered his courage and wheeled himself out of his room, where he immediately found her falling asleep on the massage chair.
It had already stopped massaging her, but she was still sound asleep and showed no signs of waking up.
Jay reached out, unable to resist the urge to stroke her cheekâ¦only to withdraw his hand at the last moment. She wouldnât like that.
Still, he stood there, staring at her for a long while, fidgeting a little as if uncomfortable.
The massage chair kept its user snugly fit between its leather cushions, but it was only so large. If one fell asleep on it, there wasnât much room.
Jay wanted to scoop her up in his arms, but couldnât exert his strength while on his wheelchair. He might even drop her, or worse, wake her.
After hesitating for a while, he returned to his room to get a blanket. He then set the massage chair to sleep mode so that the chairâs heating stayed on.
He was still reluctant to leave after doing all that, and had to stave off sleep for a while before finally returning to his bedroom, since he really couldnât keep his eyes open.
And yet, his heart was still pumping at an irregular rhythmâ¦
It was long past daybreak when Zoe shifted her body, feeling the softness of the cushion around her.
She looked around; it took her a long while to realize that she was still in Jayâs house.
What time was it? It looked quite late already⦠Did she spend the whole night here?!
She promptly looked for her phone to see that it was way past eight-how did she fall asleep here?!
She quickly got up, and heard a familiar voice right then.â Youâre awake?â
Zoe jumped in surprise, and turned to find Jay making what looked like breakfast in the kitchen.
He was dead drunk last night, wasnât he?