Chapter 260. Actresses

"John Elliot." Elly was still looking at her sleeping eyes, clasping her face unconsciously.

Alex always knew that Elly had not forgotten John, but his heart was filled with a sour feeling when he heard her shouting and getting drunk in the distance.

The lips of the two were only a few inches away, her breath smelled of alcohol, and Alex was heavy-hearted, but his body did not listen, and still bowed over her.

Seeing himself and torturing himself as a fool, he tried to sit up straight with his backhand, and Elly continued to murmur to herself.

'Okay, I'm sorry. I can't hate him. I can't. I still love him.'

These ambiguous words made Alex's thoughts tremble.

'You mean me?' His voice was dysfunctional and asked her nervously if she had heard her voice while sleeping.

"Yeah." Elly tilted her head, rubbed her palm on the side of his face, and hummed uniformly from the middle of his lips.

Alex sniffled, bowed her head, stagg