Chapter 54. Grand Bazaar

Emma blinked her eyes, and the ceiling of the room looked unfamiliar to her. A sudden rush of cold air enveloped her body.

"Good morning, sleepy head," Andrew's voice sounded faintly through Emma's pounding headache. She pressed her temples. "Come on, get up and drink that orange juice. It can help with your hangover."

"Hangover!? Who? Me?" Emma was surprised to hear Andrew's words. He seemed to be getting ready, wearing formal pants with an unbuttoned gray shirt. To witness Emma's shocked expression, he approached. Andrew's masculine cologne immediately filled Emma's nostrils.

"Yes, you. Alexander gave you wine, and you finished it all. Do you remember?" Andrew picked up a glass of orange juice that was already on the nightstand. "Drink it. I've ordered breakfast for you. I have a meeting in a little while. You don't have to come. If I wait for you to get ready, I'll be late."

Emma stretched and pulled back the blanket that covered her body. She was immediat