James Xavier reached out to wipe away the lipstick, his fingers full of it.
Looking at the lipstick, chaotic images flashed before his eyes once again.
A woman's fair body, the sound of breathing by his ear, a kiss imprinted on his chest...
"Damn it!"
He cursed under his breath, heavily pounding his fists onto the sink.
"James, are you okay?"
Outside the door, Memoria Campbell's voice inquired.
"I'm... No problem!"
James Xavier suppressed his agitation, locked the door, and tore off his shirt, stepping under the shower.
He quickly took a shower, washing away the ambiguous traces on his body, put on clean clothes, and walked back outside.
Memoria had already packed his luggage, and Xiao Zhang was standing beside her, holding a suitcase.
James Xavier placed the towel in his hand on the table.
"Let's go!"
The three finished the checkout procedure, left the hotel, took a cab, transferred twice, and by the time they checked into another hotel, it was already late at night.
