Chapter 322 You Can Pet A Husky

• Cynthia White sat on the sofa, gazing at the untouched meal on the table, still unable to comprehend what had just happened.
• James Lawson had left almost ten minutes ago, but Cynthia White still felt like she was in a dream, everything seemed so unreal. Whether it was her racing heart that refused to calm down or the two half-empty beer bottles on the table, she couldn't deceive herself any longer.
• Cynthia White glanced at the beer on the table, her heart pounding and her cheeks burning, making it difficult for her to regain her composure.