Drew blinked his eyes frantically. He could feel his heart racing wildly. It was rare for his heart to beat
so quickly, but the woman in his arms, with her restless eyes and limbs, stirred something within him.
It wasnât that he was attracted to her, but rather, this woman bore an
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uncanny resemblance to Bella. Holding onto this woman who was still trying to entice him, Drew found
himself at a loss for words.
âUgh, I feel like vomiting.â Yvonneâs eyes started to water as her delicate body began to slump.
The alcohol and vigorous dancing had taken a toll on her, leaving her stomach churning with
unbearable pain. âSir, can you help me out? I canât hold it in anymore.â
If it had been any other woman, Drew would have surely pushed her away, far from him, to avoid being
vomited on.
However, because of her resemblance to Bella, he couldnât bring himself to refuse. With a firm grip, he
effortlessly lifted Yvonneâs sof
waist and dutifully strode toward the restroom.
Everyone on the dance floor was left dumbfounded by the sight!
âDamn! That handsome guy is so strong! I wonder what itâs like to be in his arms!â
âHeâs like the ultimate ideal boyfriend!â
âBut hold up, donât you guys think the woman heâs carrying looks a lot like⦠Bella Thompson, that
heiress of the Thompson family? Sheâs
âNo way! You think itâs really her?! I noticed her as soon as she came in. Thatâs definitely Bella!â
âWhatâs she doing here, though? I mean, sheâs like royalty, right?
Wouldnât she have a whole squad of bodyguards with her? After all,
her dad is Wyatt Thompson! I bet that girl is just a superfan of Bella. Maybe she even went for surgery
to look like her.â
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Drew couldnât possibly barge into the womenâs restroom, so he took
Yvonne into the menâs restroom.
Unfortunately, there were two men in the middle of relieving
themselves inside. Seeing Drew and the woman come in, they were
unsure whether to finish up quickly or make a hasty retreat.
Drew kicked the door impatiently. âDone peeing? If youâre done, get
out!â
The two men hurriedly pulled up their pants and scurried away, quickly shutting the door behind them.
Yvonne leaned over the sink, vomiting violently, while Drew lear against the wall, lighting a cigarette.
Occasionally, he would glan
over at her.
Perhaps due to their brief interaction, Drew began to realize that this woman didnât resemble Bella as
much as he had initially thought. After all, Bella possessed unparalleled beauty and charm that no other
woman could match.
Once Yvonne had finished vomiting, she washed her face and rinsed
This face was so much like Bellaâs, carefully chosen for her by
Christopher.
Yvonne couldnât help but feel a sharp pain in her chest, so she gently
rubbed it and bit her lip with a bitter smile of self-mockery.
Drewâs voice interrupted her thoughts. âDone vomiting? Feeling better
now?â
âAh!â Yvonne let out a small scream, her eyes widening. It was as if
she didnât notice his presence next to her all along.
âWhatâs wrong? Iâm the one who brought you in here.â Drew crossed his arms, casting a playful glance
at her. âEarlier, some girl made me
bring her in here to vomit. After sheâs done, sheâs kicking me out. It
looks like I was just being used.â
âWhen did I ask you to bring me in here? This is the womenâs
restroom. You should leave immediately.â Yvonne responded. Her
body was still swaying, but she kept her vigilance up.
As her mind cleared, she finally took in Drewâs tall, slender figure and
sharp, handsome features. His clean eyebrows were slightly rais
and his eyes held a playful demeanor, tinged with a lazy nonchalan that stirred no ripples.
Yvonne felt her cheeks flush, her heartbeat quickening slightly.