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... drew her gaze and went into the changing room to get her clothes.
Jenson Forrest pulled off his tie, loosened his collar, and sat on the sofa, raising a hand to rub his temples. Zinnia had been merciless in the private room, so he’d drunk quite a bit. The aftereffects of the alcohol were kicking in, and he felt awful. In the past, whenever she saw him drinking, she would have worriedly rushed off to make him some hangover soup.
Watching the woman grab her clean pajamas and head s ...
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