Chapter 33

I was taken aback when I felt like I was floating and like someone was lifting me. I slowly opened my eyes. I smiled bitterly when I saw Sir's face.

"Zachary," I said. He frowned at me. I raised my hand to touch his face. "I'm dreaming," I said with a laugh.

I held his nose and lowered it to my lips. "Dream, dream, dream," I kept saying, trying to open my eyes.

"I don't know where's your address, so you're here at my condo now," my spirit woke up and my eyes widened when he spoke at the same time as he laid me down on the bed.

My alcohol-related headache temporarily vanished as a result of the shock of realizing that it was actually him and that I wasn't dreaming.

"S-Sir?" I asked in shock. He just looked at me, annoyed, and turned away. I quickly got up but sat down again when I felt dizzy.

"Alright, drink more! Why are you with Dexie? She's a bad influence!" He said he was annoyed.

"W-Where is Ma'am Dexie?" I asked in confusion: Is it right for him to tell his sister that she is a b