Warning My Mommy is A Savage

chapter 1490

Charmine raised the bottle and muttered, "Okay."

With that, Maurice smiled gently and clinked his bottle with hers. They thus fell into a long conversation and they drank, much like old friends would.

They had a good time.

A long while later, Maurice finally felt himself losing grip of reality. His gaze conveyed how intoxicated he was, and he mumbled, "Gem, don't stay up too late-you should be happy. You look adorable when you smile..."

Unable to keep himself up any longer, he was knocked out and slumped on the table.

Charmine's red lips curved into a smirk. 'You broke your promise, Mo. You said you'd talk with me till morning!" 1

Nonetheless, she continued to drink on her own. As if she was comforting herself, she declared, "Love hurts. I'm better off without it!"

After finishing the few remaining bottles. Charmine stood up from her seat.

She was going to move Maurice to the sofa, but since she had been drinking since the afternoon, she was awfully drunk. It was so terrible that every step she took felt as if she was walking on cotton; it felt like she was floating.

Still, she staggered toward Maurice and tried her best to lift him up.

Alas, he fell back down when she did. Charmine lost her balance, and with Maurice, they both fell backward and landed on the floor. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Charmine fell into Maurice's chest.

"Urgh..." Maurice frowned and groaned in pain.

Since they were both drunk, Maurice was unconscious and did not know what happened. He was still sleeping.

Knocked down-having lost her balance-and with her head buzzing, Charmine blacked out. She did not have the energy to even open her eyes, i novelxo

All she wanted to do was to fall asleep...and she did.

She tried to lift herself off of Maurice's chest. Feeling that she was far enough from him, she initially caved in and fell asleep.

Somehow...

Later that night, a shadowy figure with a hat on her head appeared at the shooting set.

Knowing the set all too well, she stealthily and quietly walked, avoiding all cameras as she did, and headed to Charmine's resting room.

Her eyes widened when she spotted both of them through the window. She looked excited.

The two of them had fallen asleep inside.

Coincidentally, when Charmine tried to keep her distance from Maurice, she merely went a few centimeters away from him, but she was still at his arm's length.

If one were to see from the window, however, it looked like Charmine was sleeping in his arms.

The person clothed in black took out her phone excitedly, took a few photos, and giddily left with a satisfied smile.

The next day, Charmine was still sleeping when Eric phoned her.

She woke up with a migraine.

She was momentarily confused when she realized Maurice had slept behind her, but after recalling what happened last night, she then felt relieved.

She massaged her temples and picked up the phone on the sofa. "What is it?" she answered hoarsely.nvëlx.o

"I should be the one asking that," Eric sounded pissed. "Is it true? The thing between you and Maurice?" "What do you mean?" Charmine was lost. "What is true?” "See it for yourself on Tweeter!"

Eric did not know why himself, but he was pissed off. He hung up right after.

Charmine frowned as she leaned on the sofa, feeling tired. She felt as if her head would break open at any time. She logged onto Tweeter, and...

She and Maurice made it to the trending page!

#Charmine-sleeping-with-Maurice.

She did not have to click it to know what it was about when she read the headline.

Charmine was exhausted. Who was it that was all up in her business?

Meanwhile, Maurice, who was on the floor, gradually woke up.

He looked at Charmine and thought of what happened last night. "I'm sorry, Gem," he hastily apologized. "I was knocked out last night. I hope I didn't say any nonsense after...?"