Still feeling fear in my heart, I quickly left the garage and went back to the villa.
I was preoccupied.
Back at the villa, I saw Dylan looking at documents at the living room. Then memories of those moaning voices flashed through my mind.
"Urgh." I didn't have time to change my shoes. I ran straight into the bathroom and retched in the sink. But I had vomited a lot just now, so I couldn't vomit anymore.
"What did you eat?" The man's deep and cold voice came to my ears.
I trembled all over and felt very uncomfortable in my stomach. He stepped forward and stroked my back to help me breathe. But as the voices in my mind became more and more disgusting, I suddenly raised my head and pushed him away.
Ignoring his cold expression, I ran straight upstairs.
I locked myself in the bedroom.
