(Christopher's POV)
"Damn," I cursed as suddenly a woman bumped into me and collapsed in my arms. "Hey, Miss!"
I almost fell as I tried to balance myself and hold onto her limp body. When I tried to look at her face, I widened my eyes in surprise because she was the same woman who slept with me. The woman who threw money at me because she thought I was just a bartender.
Damn it.
What happened to her that she passed out like this? Did she have another drink until she got drunk and unconscious? But I don't smell any alcohol on her body. Even her face at the moment looked so pale like a sick person.
"What should I do," I muttered.
I couldn't let it go on like this because some of the people who had just arrived started staring at me. I quickly picked her up and luckily there was a taxi
